The Intoxication of Burlesque Desire

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;

Thank you Byron..nicely written sir....unfortunately, not wholly appropriate for the glorious

weather that is making it's unusually early appearance this year. This means one thing for

me...suncream and a big parasol to reflect the damaging and spiteful rays from ravaging my alabaster complexion. Recently I have taken to wearing extremely burlesque inspired

clothing, initially for a photoshoot with Mca, but now it seems that impossibly proportioned

heels and backseamed stockings are creeping into my daily repertoire with ease. The whole gothic-burlesque thing may be my next obsession, like Bettie Page and Blythe

dolls. Before I got too sidetracked with incredible clothing, the beginning of last month saw

an enormous spanner inserted sideways into the delicate workings of the angelvixen

machine of creativity. Mca was trying to finish off some artwork for me, when completely unannounced, his large iMac decided to die a bit. After a period of total panic, he

decided to pay a visit to the Apple refurb store to replace the defective workstation......

Hmm grumpy bit, he was upgraded from the i5 intel to the 27 inch i7 intel without incurring

any extra cost. Happy and extremely envious all at the same time...

oh I want a quad core now!

The artwork that he was doing for me is going to be the working images for my up and

coming pre-raphaelite, gothic inspired tales of folklore and legendary ultravixens which

seems to be well overdue at the moment. Too many distractions for this girl....which brings

me back to the weather. We have been drinking lots of gin at the moment rather like

Victorian alcoholic down and outs, and contrary to popular belief......it really isn't going out

of fashion. Amongst the drinking, open air dining and random chit chat about life in general,

there has been a lot of hula hooping going on as well. Me...well I really cant do it, my coordination seems to be awful, Moomin however is getting really good though. She can do tricks and all sorts of clever things, only once did she do some sort of flashy move up above

her head to a slight fluff on the return which resulted her hoop flying through the air and

hitting me in the face and knocking me onto my back. So as I said, distractions...my

gaze becomes diverted quite easily from my work to the great outdoors all too frequently

these days (shakes fist in a threatening manner at the orange ball of fire in the sky)

but I guess it's better than shaking my fist at copious amounts of wet stuff.

Another by product of the summer is the wearing of flip flops....I have never ventured down

that road due to my old fashioned attitude to covering everything up...."just go on line and

have a look" Moomin commanded, and so I did. Ultimately I saw exactly what I wanted and ordered them immediately. "Yay..what did you order?" Moomin enquired with excitement

in her voice.....quietly I answered "oh....er...fourteen hole Doctor Martins in black

with purple laces"