I have a new episode out talking about "Vanilla juice boxes" on my podcast, allthingscai. There must be a thousand and one nicknames for the vagina. So many things we eat affect the taste and smell of the vagina but hey, bodies are for exploring. Check out my new podcast. https://t.co/o1y77NvHQx https://t.co/IhNU9hot52
I published my new episode Some light stalking, please check it out http://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-qn2ir-8ececd
I have always loved the big screen. TV time even as a little girl was special for me so much so that it consumed me and I would often leave my chores unattended. With time my tv preference narrowed from "everything on TV" to a few things. I like the occasional crime series, reality tv and… Continue reading Armchair Directing, from a Distance.
I like to describe myself as an adventurous romantic who isn't opposed to trying out new foods especially when they appeal to my sense of sight and smell. Finding said food tasty as well, does for me what fireworks does for a child. All my exciting food experiences go in a special section of… Continue reading Diary of an experimental foodie
This Dance You bow and I courtesy, My following to your leading, This dance... Our beautiful waltz. With colourful footwork, With flourished words, This dance... Our sexy tango. This poem which was written on the 19th of June 2017, describes the ebb and flow of events in every aspect of the human life and how… Continue reading A Passage In My Labyrinth 2
HIS LITTLE FINGER He has me in palpitations. My heart! It jumps for joy at the thought of him. At the sight of him, It becomes a puddle of warm ecstatic goo. The caress of a cool breeze... The makings of love... Forged in the most enduring of all... And when he deigns to speak...… Continue reading Pieces of me 3
They say poems are begotten from inspirations... The Viktor and Rolf Spring 2015 Couture collection provides me with a canvas for my writing. This is my first poem after a 5+years break...i'm happy to write again. It's sad that I stopped writing because I always ended up leaving pieces of me in my writings. I… Continue reading Pieces of me