8 hours of lezzing
Watched three dvds today.
1. Tipping the Velvet, again. I just can't get over how visually stunning that movie or mini-series or whatever is, how gentle, how beautiful. Well, who could resist a beautiful woman who is painted all over with gold paint? And wears a strap-on? Not me, that's for sure.
2. Frida. Movie about Frida Kahlo. Too much het if you ask me and also made my back ache horribly (empathy pain is a bitch). But otherwise, quite touching. Who wouldn't want to see two mexican beauties dancing passionately together? I certainly do.
3. Fingersmith. Again. Yes, more Sarah Waters and bbc drama. I feared that reading the book had taken away the pleasure of watching this, but it hadn't. Still quite amazing thing, indeed. Miss Waters definately knows how to use her pen. Two pretty girls dressing and stripping each other? Yes, please.
Also, I stuffed my face, dressed up as a boy (well, tried to), had a smoke, ate some more and felt restless.
Too much cross-dressing and lezzing does odd things to ones brain. A scientifically proved fact.
I've had a terribly nice, lazy week full of nice things and thoughts. Why can't life always be like this? But no, I'm up to my neck in school work and stress again. Leaving tomorrow to meet my parents and hopefully a few friends, too. Oh, I have to get something done while I'm gone or I really am in trouble. Also, a few short ficlets wait to be finished. And tens of longer fics.
But I don't think I can. Spring is here and she has brought this familiar (and always so very new) madness with her.
1. Tipping the Velvet, again. I just can't get over how visually stunning that movie or mini-series or whatever is, how gentle, how beautiful. Well, who could resist a beautiful woman who is painted all over with gold paint? And wears a strap-on? Not me, that's for sure.
2. Frida. Movie about Frida Kahlo. Too much het if you ask me and also made my back ache horribly (empathy pain is a bitch). But otherwise, quite touching. Who wouldn't want to see two mexican beauties dancing passionately together? I certainly do.
3. Fingersmith. Again. Yes, more Sarah Waters and bbc drama. I feared that reading the book had taken away the pleasure of watching this, but it hadn't. Still quite amazing thing, indeed. Miss Waters definately knows how to use her pen. Two pretty girls dressing and stripping each other? Yes, please.
Also, I stuffed my face, dressed up as a boy (well, tried to), had a smoke, ate some more and felt restless.
Too much cross-dressing and lezzing does odd things to ones brain. A scientifically proved fact.
I've had a terribly nice, lazy week full of nice things and thoughts. Why can't life always be like this? But no, I'm up to my neck in school work and stress again. Leaving tomorrow to meet my parents and hopefully a few friends, too. Oh, I have to get something done while I'm gone or I really am in trouble. Also, a few short ficlets wait to be finished. And tens of longer fics.
But I don't think I can. Spring is here and she has brought this familiar (and always so very new) madness with her.