Friday, August 03, 2007



Doing some research on the net lead me to reading about an amazing woman born in 1906 who lived until 1975. Her name is Josephine Baker. :)


For many people, Josephine Baker's name will always evoke a familiar, controversial image: the "black Venus" naked on stage, except for a string of bananas around her waist, dancing to African drums before her white Parisian audiences. It was this image that first made Baker a star, one whose international fame lasted for five decades. When she died, twenty thousand people came to her Paris funeral in mourning.

Occupation: African American expatriate dancer, singer, and entertainer. And spy.

Quick Facts:

* Adopted 11 children of different races, religions, and nationalities.
* Famous for doing the 'Black Venus' semi-nude dance in a grass skirt at burlesque clubs in the 1920s.
* Refused to perform in clubs that practiced racial segregation.
* In 1928, her husband/manager dueled a Hungarian calvary officer, over Josephine in St.Stephen's cemetery in Budapest.
* During World War II, she worked as a spy for the French resistance.
* Once had a rejected (and dejected) suitor kill himself at her feet.



A couple of her quotes I like:

"I wasn't really naked. I simply didn't have any clothes on."

"The things we truly love stay with us always, locked in our hearts as long as life remains."



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Tuesday, May 08, 2007



Dear Diary,

I was just trying to help my Friend, MrC, out and tell Him about Jade's cough and that she don't want her medicine ~ but He said I was being a tattle tale!! Can you picture that Diary?? me!! a tattle tale!?! *rolls eyes*

Oh Diary it gets worse...

Not only did MrC take away my crayons and coloring books but THEN he made me write lines! I had to write 500 times "I will not be a tattle tale." I had until 9p to get it done. But MrC did have me call him on his way home, which was nice to hear his voice again, but then he told me to go to bed at 10p for the whole night!! the WHOLE NIGHT!!

Well... maybe I was being a tattle tale an' that can be annoying sometimes and its not really my job to relay information from Jade to MrC but it is my job to take care of my Jadey.

Its almost 10p now and... I am kind of sleepy... so maybe I will go lay down and *yawns* probably go to bed early.... (Thank you MrC.)

elana

who is no longer a tattle tale

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Sunday, February 18, 2007



Assignment: Describe the shoes you wish to purchase in no less than 50 words, then find a picture of them.



Shoes always fit, heels look erotic on everyone. Heels give a delicious lift to a woman’s ass, transforming her legs into strong alluring pillars of flesh. This pair of rhinestone stilettos, delicate straps cling to tender feet like a lover’s arms, stunning four and a half inch heels, dazzling rhinestones add a touch of glamor to this beautiful shoe. I can just imagine how sexy these shoes would feel, the swagger it would add to my walk, and the sparkle it would add to my look. :)

They are very sexy shoes!







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Saturday, January 27, 2007





What does being owned mean to me?

I am including a picture with this post. The picture is not of me (obviously) but rather in response to this question. I agree with the script on the portrait.

Ownership, feeling it or expressing it, is not physical. It is 100% mental. A strip of leather around someone’s neck doesn’t mean she is anyone’s possession, it is how he has molded her mindset that makes her that way. The emotional/mental connection between a man and a woman that causes her to put him before herself, in every way. Not because she has to, not because those are the rules, but because she longs to.

To me, ownership is complete acceptance. He knows my flaws, seen my imperfections, understands my weaknesses-- and wants me because of them... not in spite of them. Because he can use his strengths to make me a better person.

When owned, a girl doesn’t have to worry anymore about pleasing everyone else, what she is ‘supposed’ to do, or what she needs to do. Her only focus is pleasing him, serving him, belonging to him.


*This post was inspired by a question posed in an email from a new Friend.

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