Okay one more happy thing to add to the list…. hee hee.
This was one of the first images I came across that made me really want to learn aerial hoop. I posted it here 7 months ago before I took my first class.
Last night my coach showed me this move and I got excited, and then I nailed it on the first try. And I can’t tell you how powerful I felt in that moment. I won’t lie, it was a lot of awkward manoeuvring to get the position just right, and it hurt like fucking hell, but then I let go with my hands and reached down and I was still. There was this moment of grace, and beauty and strength. It was a high in itself. So I did it with the other leg. And then I did it again. And again. And again. And I’ve got the bruise along my lower back to prove it.
I’ve been running my fingers gently across the marks all day, the dull ache reminding me it was real. My body humming from the high.
Operation “Fuck Everything and Fly” begins today. I have found a circus school that offers beginner aerial classes and tonight after work and appointments and a long day of responsibilities I’ll be circus-bound. In the mean time I’m going to distract myself by posting sexy circus shots and gratuitous vacation photos. Because a girl needs distractions…
You all know about the crushtasm I have on Stoya but can I just rant for a second on how she is the perfectest of all of the beings? She is the brattiest, sassiest, sexiest most talented creature in the universe. Just look at the brat-fest happening in the triptych above, I want to lick her and cuddle her and profess my undying awe.
I just read the article profiling her in the Village Voice and my smitten-kitten status is on over-drive. Sigh.
Stoya by Allan Amato
Okay I’m done. My heart can’t take much more.
Good moooooooooorning Tumbl Buddies!!!
Today is Saturday, the day of possibilities, and GIRL SMOOCHES!!!!!! (It’s also fucking snowing which I AM IGNORING!!!)
This week has been a roller coaster for all of us hasn’t it?
I’m posting pretty girls all day.
Kisses and playful nibbles,
Some days, I call my arms wings while my head is in the clouds
It will take me a few more years to learn flying
is not pushing away the ground
safety isn’t always safe
you can find one on every gun.
I am aiming to do better."
This is unbelievably sexy, romantic even. The focus, the trust, the beauty of it. It’s inspirational.
My husband and I stayed up late last night talking. We hadn’t done that in a while. It’s good to know we’re on the same page even when the plot is hard to follow.