Monthly Archives: November 2012
Got this lovely contribution from Philip. One hot girl wouldn’t you agree.
I like his own words so hope he is ok with me copying that:
Here in LA it seems like most people have no plan when they start getting tattoos and they just get a bunch of unrelated images. The Japanese traditionally planned to get their tattoos in a way that when they died they could be skinned and the images displayed. I don’t think it is necessary to go quite that far.
Forgot to blog this yesterday, great idea so do check in her blog this month for her idea of sexy women. Love the 1st one, great painting.
For the next 30 days I’m going to rebel against the conventional ideal image of a woman … a thin youthful body with shapely hips and large breasts.
It’s no wonder some women have no compassion for their bodies. The public image of beauty has become so standardized that if a woman doesn’t measure up to this image she often develops a distorted sense of her own beauty. That’s so very sad.
A woman’s value to society should never be measured by her age or her curves.
Live without pretending.
Love without depending.
Listen without defending.
Speak without offending.
Insanely brilliant video…
Have just to many pinup so really need to start posting more… Have got a Todays pinup scheduled to be posted until next year so what to do with all the remaining 🙂 oh yeah a couple of big pinup posts. That can’t be all to bad right.. So lets start with 14 sexy pinup girls. Enjoy!
Model: Moxy Fox
Model: Ashley Frangipane
Photo from Shannon Brooke
Kristelle O’Chocolat to the ocean rescue! Shot by Nicole Klein of The Hourglass. Pinup Kristelle
Hailey Buckley by Richard Perrett
Model: Kitty Cadillac
Miss Bo by Vojislav Vujanić
Sunday O’dare by Phil Grierson
Love this next one.
Model Pinup Kelli G
Model : Nikolette Amani
Model Laura G
And these lovely two below was on my logo for a while, might still be there…
Forget about Vietnam, Korea, Iraq or WWII or WWI. Bah humbug compared to the biggest and most fearsome one of them all, childhood.
Was discussing injuries with a friend and started making a list of my stitches to my poor head.
1/ Had a snowball fight and some jackass (actually my best friend back then) decided to stuff the snowball with a rock. First trip to hospital.
2/ Air gun pellet hit me in the head, thanks to my bigger brother who thought it would be more fun with a running target and as a smaller brother he was my hero so of course I volunteered. 2nd trip.
3/ As a stupid cocky kid I managed to climb the highest tree and actually went ‘Whoohoo’ in joy so of course I lost grip and fell down. 3rd time a charm. Think the doctor is getting fed up with me.
4/ Croquet club hit me in the head. Me and my friend (yes same one who loaded the snowball) invented a new sport, baseball but with croquet clubs instead. Was real fun until I stood at the wrong place and next thing I know there is a Croquet club swinging and Bang! Hello Dr Anderson.
5/ My brother again but this time he was trying to be nice. Tied my snow sled behind his motorcycle and off we go. Had a blast until the sled freewheeled and I got to see a tree real close. Now I think the Dr is depending on me to come by so that his commission goes up.
6/ Tripped on my cat and say hello to the wooden banister. Is the doctor grinning?
7/ Last one and this is due to me being epileptic. Quick facts about my epilepsy, I only get it if I’m reading. So I know when its going to happen because I get stuck on one word, usually a really easy word but my brain refuse to let it go so I go back and back and back until I short circuit more or less and then it’s off to wonderland of shakes.
This incident happened in a newspaper store and realised what was going to happen when everything went blurry and I couldn’t talk anymore. The thing I should have done is just to lay down and faint but oh no, in my state I decided I could fight this by trying to leave the shop and get some fresh air. Well I did leave the shop but by walking straight through the shop window. This I don’t remember but got later on told this by the ambulance guy who was amazed that only 3 stitches was needed. Never went back to that shop, so didn’t want to pay for a new shop window. New doctor this time. Think my old doctor has retired due to my stitches bills.
So 7 times stitched up in my head alone. Call me Frankenstein. 🙂
Have a nice Sunday all.