champagne and french fries

maybe you know this or maybe you don’t. i love champagne. i love chips. and i love fries. i love champagne with fries. that can be my dinner. and it’s how i celebrate. celebrate anything. i kick off my shoes (or flip flops) and pour a glass of champagne and get my salty fries. what do i celebrate? too long to list. but it’s anything from: an unexpected, sweet bird pecking at our kitchen window. to newborns, to ‘i quit my job’, to ‘i got a job’ , to ‘i met…

when things are messy i iron iron iron.

looking for faith(ful) iron man. i have a wrinkle or two. fe, chemical-iron. fe, faith. or am i ironman fe+male? hmm… well, then, nevermind. but i’ll go to the dry cleaners instead…i don’t do that ironing stuff. meh! (actually, i do. i iron. yes, i do.) because when things are messy … i think to myself: just iron. iron. iron. maybe i just think it and not actually do it. but… meh, thinking about it sounds good enough. ;) or I sit alone. and maybe lie down on a bench…

dear chocolate can i tell you what you are to me…and what you do to me?

(i fan myself!) sit down and listen… Dear chocolate, how did you know i needed you? you don’t get me in trouble. only sometimes with my pants… or my bra. :) you don’t get me pregnant. you make me want to rule the world. my mood?, yes, it’s good, and i owe it all to you. i want to be like you- smooth and delicious. you always seem to be around when i need you. you’re medicine to me. when the world is falling apart you make it all better.…

STOP in the name of the laaawve. valentine’s day and flirting week and flirting month year round!

sometimes you just have to stop in the middle of the road and kiss someone… or just settle for taking a foto of the ground. sometimes… we’re on a walk and we daydream and hope that a car only honks to wake us up… i’d hate to get hit by one. sometimes… we just get stuck. and we look for signs and think everything is a sign. it’s a stop sign. only a stop sign. nothing more… but don’t let that stop you…. keep going… just kiss me. :) or kiss…

International Flirting Week begins February 16

bat those eyelashes, babe! Go get’em tiger! ;) It’s a love fest all month long, sugar. so, if mistress day and Valentine’s day isn’t enough , keep going. hmmm… having trouble flirting? how about doing this: smile. listen. touch. how about some cheesy lines: Is it hot in here or is it just you? don’t over do trying to flirt… be natural… or not. February has a great percentage of wedding proposals… but really? isn’t better to flirt around rather than to get married? i don’t know. this idea of finding…

February 13 is Mistress Day

Here are a few things you should give your mistress. a break. she needs to go to her mister once in a while. and eventually spend time with her husband. she’s busy, you know. so, yes, give your mistress a nice gift and a break. a bottle of rum or champagne. so she can celebrate what ever she’s celebrating when you’re not around. a few jokes. a love note. and other things. be creative.  or nothing. she’s just a mistress.  or everything. because, after all, a mistress is still long…

not for nothing… but, Mistress Day, Valentine’s Day, Flirt Week…

mistress day is today feb 13. valentine’s day is feb 14, this week is flirt week…oh lal la! it’s a busy week for you lovers! well.. not for nothing , but mistresses count too. don’t they? i mean, you can’t help who you fall in love with (even if it’s a 3 month fling or a 3 year affair, a one night stand-turned to a long weekend, no?). love is love. it comes at any given moment, unpredictable places, wrong or right times…lasts a little while or longer than expected.…

love thru the lens (and exhale, and breath and…inhale)

phew! it’s like a work out. so.. nothing… i took these here and there….from the valley to ventura to echo park and elysian heights…here, before your beautiful eyes, mon amour (s), is a small collection of “love” fotos just for you (s). oh la la! nothing poetic to see here folks… just hearts and love… that’s it.