Just Really Hott (Warning: Full Nudity)

“Deinetwegen”

Magazine: Tush #1, 2010

Photographer: Armin Morbach

Stylist: Katrin Gerhardy

Model: Heidi

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Nude Fire Extinguisher, 누드 소화기

제품에 대한 영문 설명(조선 댄장에게는 안판다) Polycarbonate Cylinder(Bottle Shape) contains the abc Dry Chemical Powder(Nh4h2Po4 with Silicone Oil coated) or West Chemicals, Foam (AFFF or other Liquids), containing the Pressure inside about10 Kgf/cm2 Nitrogen(N2) gas.

1. Sizes : Normally, 3.0Kgs(3.75L), 2.0Kgs, 1.0kgs, 4.0Kgs, 20Kgs

2. Fire Suppression Chemical Materials : abc Dry Powder or Wet

3. Valves : Engineering Plastic(Not Metals)

4. Colors : Normally, Hot Pink, Transparent, Nude, Visible inside

5. Shapes : Normally, Plain Cylinder type, but Venus type optional

6. Gross Weights : Plus 1.3 times on the each Sizes

7. Patent Pending for this Plastic, Polycarbonate Cylinder & Valve

8. Remarks : No Pressure gauges or No Nose Hoses upto 4.0Kgs without Carton Box,

9. Packing : Clear Wrap Packing without any Carton Box with MultiHolder Grip

Nude Cylinder with Polycarbonate Plastic for LPG will be made together

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From The Woods She Was Taken

It was in the woods behind the home in which she lived with her mother and younger sister that Dawn,  a brown haired, curvaceous and doe eyed goddess, at last came face to face with her destiny. When she met her soon to be Lord and Master the well-hung poet for the very first time. The Star Master suddenly appearing out of nowhere before the startled lovely twenty something goddess. As the brown haired, curvaceous and doe eyed girl causally strolled through the woods towards her nearby home that warm summer afternoon.

Unable to flee or cry out for help Dawn just stood there in the woods gazing into the liquid depths of the well-hung Poet’s sky blue eyes. Before even a minute had passed the brown haired and curvaceous lass felt her heart begin to race within her chest. While each and every breath that Dawn took soon began to come in ragged and uneven gasps. Even as the luscious orbs of Dawn’s breasts firmed up, the circles of her nipples hardened and the flower of her womanhood began to weep tears of joy and ecstasy. As the twenty something doe eyed goddess felt herself become wetter than she’d ever been in her entire life.

Then as the trees growing all around her in the woods began to spin out of control. Dawn found herself falling to her knees before the Star Master as she heard the sound of her voice recite:

Sir take my heart, body and soul

make me your slave forever

one who longs to please her Lord

aches to do his every bidding

who shares his bed in the evening

comforts him with her body

it matters not if I’m one of many

for my heart, body and soul

belongs to you alone hence forth

to use, abuse or consume

whatever is your hearts desire

With her head bowed in submission the brown haired and doe eyed lass waited with bated breath to hear the Star Master’s answer. Then rose back up onto to her feet at the well-hung Poet’s bidding when he said:

Come with me curvaceous maid

to the land of daydreams

where you shall surely have

everything you desire

your wish shall come to pass

the desire of your heart

to serve me forever as a slave

at this moment is granted

let it be known from hence forth

my bed you shall share

many children shall you bare

your heart, body and soul

as a true gift has been accepted

to do with whatever I please

No longer afraid and with her heart at rest now that her fate had been decided. Dawn took the well-hung Poet’s hand and walked with him unafraid towards the dimensional portal  that opened at the Star Master’s telepathic command. Through which Dawn disappeared into the land of forbidden dreams from which there is no return.

Where for the rest of her life Dawn willingly served the well-hung Poet as just one of his many slaves who dwelled within his harem. Never to be seen or heard from again in this lifetime by those who both  knew and loved the brown haired, curvaceous and doe eyed lass.

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Barefoot in Barcelona

I wanted to try one more neutral polish before the official start of spring.  OPI Barefoot in Barcelona (Colección de España, Fall 2009) is a pink-toned nude creme:

Picture taken in sunlight.  This applied well in two coats.  This is such an interesting shade of nude, I love it!  I don’t really wear polishes like this too often but I like this because it’s smooth and opaque.  Again, this could be someone’s mannequin shade, but not mine.  I paired this with Sally Hansen Quartz Chamelon (Salon) on my toes.

I love Barcelona.  The architecture is stunning; I especially love the unique work by Antoni Gaudi.  And I was glad I could put what I learned in my high school Spanish classes to use.   Here is a picture I took of the geese in the cloister of La Seu Cathedral (Cathedral of Santa Eulalia):

I wish I had gotten all thirteen of them in the shot!  I visited a lot of old cathedrals in Europe last summer and each one is absolutely beautiful, inside and out.  When there isn’t a mass going on, there’s a nice, eerie quality to the atmosphere.  In contrast to the conditions outside, inside it’s dark, cold, and quiet.  I like it; it’s very relaxing.

<3sarah

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Kissy Chrissie Chau Saipan 2009

A famous Hong Kong model finally gets her own photo book.

Its been a short time coming, but 24-year old Chrissie Chau (周秀娜) has released her first photo album book entitled Kissy Chrissie Saipan 2009 with a lifesize pillow with her image on it in Hong Kong and its available almost everywhere from newsstands to 7-11’s to bookstores. The Chiuchow-born, Hong Kong raised hottie is truly a recent phenomenon.

While we wait in line to get a chance to interview her, HK Magazine got to do a sit down with her and here’s an excerpt:

About four years ago, I went full-time. Encouraged by my modeling agency, I started taking part in competitions. It was a great experience and I learned a lot about presenting yourself in front of a big crowd.

I never intended to get this “bikini girl” image. When I went full time, I tried out a few styles, but this is the one people liked. Naturally, people wanted me for that again and again. That’s fine. It’s not like just anyone can be me.

I never said I liked to be in men’s sexual fantasies, I just said I can’t control what they think. People can like me in whatever ways they want to. Even the most innocent girl in the most proper outfit can become their sex object.

Hong Kong as a city can be open and welcoming. But the individual people in Hong Kong like to say one thing and do another. I believe many people don’t mind what I do, but when they realize people around them are more conservative, they change their opinions to fit in.

Magazine writers may not like me, but it’s important to remember they don’t represent the whole of Hong Kong.

Kissy Chrissie Saipan 2009 features almost 100 photos of Chrissie frolicking aroind the beach, eating ice cream and just looking awesome. The HK$98 book has a print run of 15,000 copies and they are obviously selling at a brisk pace. If you can’t find one let us know, we’ll be happy to get one for you.

Below is a small gallery from the book (buy it for the steamier shots), you can also see more of Chrissie on Neonpunch.com here:

And an advert in Hong Kong:

bron: www.neonpunch.com [18-9-2009], last pic [4-1-2010]

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Professor charged over 'wife-swap' parties

A professor in east China’s Jiangsu Province (江苏省) has been charged with assembled pruriency after allegedly operating an online partner-swapping community that organized 22 illegal orgies.

The professor, 53, surnamed Wang, allegedly joined 18 of the games, becoming the oldest and highest educated participant, Xinhua news agency reported today.

Another 21 members of the community also faced the charge by Qinhua District People’s Procuratorate in Jiangsu’s capital Nanjing (南京), Xinhua said.

Under Chinese law, assembled pruriency constitutes organizing sexual activities for a group of men and women.

Wang faces up to five years in jail if convicted.

Wang, an assistant professor at a Nanjing university, had been living with his mentally ill mother after being divorced twice, the report said.

He launched an online community to promote the games, where he encouraged couples to swap partners, Xinhua said. At its peak, there were 190 members, prosecutors said.

Bron: www.shanghaidaily.com [11-3-2010]

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The Spectacles of Fashion

It is undeniable that Tom Ford has raised the bar for men’s fashion and good taste. His years at Gucci only confirmed the creative and commercial genius that emerged with his own Tom Ford label. That Mr Ford has moved so elegantly from fashion to cosmetics and fragrances to competent film making was no surprise for those of us who got used to his outstanding talent and financial acumen.

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One of the things that I particularly appreciate in the current Tom Ford label is the way in which they made prescription glasses sexy and fashionable. This revival of the importance of eyewear was due for a couple of decades and Tom Ford’s designs have reinvigorated fashionable spectacles worldwide with the same good taste brought to the many lines of fashion and fragrances.

For the last couple of years it has become impossible to avoid the masses of thick, dark-coloured acetate glasses in any gathering of creatives, from meetings between architects and clients, fashion designers and pattern cutters, and across editorial boards in most lifestyle magazines. If I often tend to criticise the ways in which creatives embrace trends and become clones of some sort of official good taste, with such impressive choices by labels like Tom Ford, Paul Smith, Karl Lagerfeld, Booth and Bruce, and Oliver Peoples, I don’t blame this surge in showcasing beautiful prescription glasses to the face.

In order to make my research official, over the last few weeks I surveyed a few men who I used to see on my way to work, at my regular coffee shop, the gym, etc. What they had in common was that their glasses were new and they were all incredibly proud of wearing them. They didn’t mention it, but I am sure that advertising campaigns that relied on displaying nude models and more flesh than eyewear played a part in their choices.

It seems as if prescription eyewear became preferable to contact lenses or optical surgery, and became to the contemporary man what the fan was to pre-revolution French courtesans: a way to hide a multitude of sinful gazes beneath something that could be easily dropped to reveal the truth. This made me wonder if the hordes of stylish men in skinny jeans with turn ups parading Paris’s Colette, London’s Dover Street Market or New York’s Barneys are actually not in need of any optical support but rather wish to use prescription-free glasses merely as the seductive accessory du jour.

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The eyewear designs by Tom Ford are clearly inspired by the decade that brought good taste according to Ford and which he used as background to his first film, “A Single Man”: the 1960s. The colours are subdued and classic, and shapes are clear, almost docile in the functional way they accentuate the face and sit plainly on noses and cheeks.

I have been stubbornly insisting on contact lenses for quite a few years now but when I am at home, I rely on the pure, simple lines of my Moschino spectacles. It is now quite a long time since I replaced my glasses. With so many choices courtesy of current designers like Tom Ford, I think it may be high time to view the world anew and step outside with a functional yet stylish accessory.

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WEEK IN RECAP:

What a week!  I swear this stuff ONLY happens in New York!

New York City Neal B Style!

Here’s a recap of this week for you!

• New Opportunities and New Events! I officially become part of the ArtofTalk.tv family! I am on board with them as a web-video entertainment & events correspondent.  So tune in to see all the fantastic content on their page (and of course Elisa’s amazing editing skills put to work!). Press release here
• Monday’s “Miscast”. The week started off with going to Miscast 2010 is a musical presentation of Broadway stars singing songs from roles for which they would never be cast (for example, last year Alice Ripley belted Sweeney Todd’s “My Friend”).  Cast included: Mo Rocca (The Daily Show, Wait Wait… Don’t Tell Me! on NPR) and will feature songs by Raúl Esparza (Company), Sutton Foster (Thoroughly Modern Mille, The Drowsy Chaperone), Montego Glover (Memphis), Ana Gasteyer (SNL alumna, The Royal Family, Wicked), Marin Mazzie (Kiss Me, Kate, Ragtime, Passion), David Miller (Il Divo), Aaron Tveit (Next to Normal, Wicked), and Tom Wopat (Catch Me If You Can, Tarzan). Here’s the article Here are a few pictures from the event

• My Faceoff with Facebook.  The “F” word began my faceoff with Facebook.  My account was banned (hopefully temporarily).  So much for freedom of speech!  I should have learned by now! Click here for the full story

• Tremendous Temperamentals.  Elisa and I covered the opening of the play The Temperamentals (featuring Michael Urie “Ugly Betty”) at New World Stages. Click here to see the videos and pictures

• “Law” in Jersey.  Thanks to On Locations Vacations, we got the tip that “Law and Order: Special Victims Unit” would be willing in Fort Lee, New Jersey (right over the bridge). Law and Order: SVU is a favorite show of ours and having already saw the production team in action in NYC, we decided to pay a visit to the set.  Surprisingly. we were the only outlet there.  Maybe it was because it was cold?  My hunch was because it was Jersey!  No one wanted to cross the bridge! For the video and pictures click here

• Nude and Nature. Elisa and I went to the village for a brand new art installation, which is getting huge buzz!  Brian Reed’s “Through the Heart of It All” combines artistic nudity, spirituality and nature for a beautifully done masterpiece.  For more information go to: For pictures and video, please click here
• “Hair” today, gone tomorrow.   The Broadway revival cast of Hair is going to London (don’t worry- amazing replacements are coming in!) so Elisa and I were there to say farewell to some of the most amazing performers on Broadway!  THANKS ELISA FOR THE TICKETS!!  Sitting with the stars and fans, the show was purely raw, filled with intense emotion.  Click here to see some pictures/videos from the stage
  
  

• Oscar Coverage done New York City Style!  Interviews, celebrity Oscar recipes and more below!  After a day full of heightened “Hair” emotions, Elisa and I continued to the official Academy Of Motion Pictures Arts & Sciences 82nd Annual Academy Awards party at the Palace hotel in New York City!  We were able to snag some star-studded interviews with Oscar nominee Catalina Sandino Moreno (Maria Full of Grace, The Twilight Saga), Oscar winner Dustin Lance Black (Milk, Big Love), Tina Louise (Ginger” on Gilligan’s Island, The Stepford Wives with Nicole Kidman) and Celeste Holm, 92 year old Oscar winner (Gentleman’s Agreement, All About Eve). For our Oscar legends interviews and pictures click here For more inside getting ready to go in style click here For celebrity recipes from this year’s East coast party click here What did Max, my dog, think about the awards? Another week, another Monday…MAX MONDAY!  Starting off the week wouldn’t                be complete without a new Oscar inspired Max Monday!

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If only more music videos were like this?

When someone sends you a link to a Ukrainian music video, you don’t normally have high expectations, but this one quickly grabbed my attention. Well, after 25 seconds it did. (Note: safe but not recommend for work).

So you can see why it grabbed my attention?

Although, my one complaint is that it is not very realistic. I mean, two women walk through a shopping mall and don’t buy a single thing, when does that happen in real life?!

Although the video successfully grabs your attention visually, I have to confess that I really quite liked the track. I have no idea what any of the words mean, although the title ‘Verevki’ means ‘Ropes’ I believe.

When I try to sing along to the opening verse, this is what I sing:

‘Xarn and Zippy are really not happy while they shoot Godzilla,

They’re groaning  while they eat a cracked bowl of their big dinner,

Switch their dark mood quick and fast by preparing paella,

Da boy’

Then later on, I’m sure there is mention of an electric shock, but don’t you dare mock, especially when at the dock.

The band NikitA (with a big A at the end) are made up of Dasha Astafieva and Julia Kavtaradze and in the Verevki video they use a similar concept to the video for ‘Baby Baby Baby’ by Make the Girl Dance where 3 different naked women walk through a busy street in Paris with black blocks added afterwards to cover up their naughty bits. I guess another similar-ish video is ‘Lessons Learned’ by Matt and Kim which sees Matt and Kim strip off in New York’s Time Square.

Dasha Astafieva claims that, in an interview with askmen.com in 2009, she and Julia dress up like twins and exude an “aggressive sexual energy”.

Dasha is by far the better known of the two and has appeared in Ukrainian and American Playboy as well as being selected to be the 55th Anniversary Playmate. She apparently has aspirations to become a Bond girl. She has no objections from me, except I’m not sure how much of speaking role she should have from her Playboy interview below (totally safe for work).

Jake McMillan

For those who may be interested, here are a couple of behind the scenes photos from the Verevki video:

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ALEXANDER BERGSTRÖM

Not only did I select these pictures because they are slightly less explicit than the rest of Alexander’s work, but also because the rough edge they’ve got. The best part of photography is the contradictions. People state that photography is a reproduction of “reality” or “the world through their eyes” or many other types of forms of recording what is in front of the lens.

No matter how you see it, photography records (or documents) the image of whatever stands in front of the camera. But some photographers have the talent of taking these captures and completely morphing them (I’m not speaking of digital retouching here), they hide and expose certain areas of an image, leaving only the mysterious, the beautiful; the parts that render this recording almost surrealistic. This isn’t always intentional, but I don’t see anything wrong with relying on chance sometimes.

Alexander’s nude photography caught my eye because of this very aspect of photography. Using the grainy and dark exposure of his camera, the pictures he takes have a completely amazing impact on the viewer.

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Music Moment: The Song Remains the Same -- Nina Simone, "I Want A Little Sugar In My Bowl"

Nina covers Bessie Smith.

Nina Simone – I Want A Little Sugar In My Bowl

I want a little sugar

in my bowl

I want a little sweetness

down in my soul

I could stand some lovin’

Oh so bad

I feel so funny and I feel so sad

I want a little steam

on my clothes

Maybe I can fix things up

so they’ll go

What’s the matter, Daddy,

Come on, save my soul

I need some sugar in my bowl

I ain’t foolin’

I want some sugar in my bowl



You been acting different

I’ve been told

Soothe me

I want some sugar in my bowl

I want some steam

on my clothes

Maybe I can fix things up so they’ll go

What’s the matter, Daddy,

Come on save my soul

I want some sugar in my bowl

I ain’t foolin’

I want some sugar – yeah – in my bowl.

A few weeks ago, the o.g. babydaddy treated me and the kidlet to lunch at the Soosh Gardino. He and his wife are mysteriously on the outs this month, I’m not sure what’s going on, but I’ve been trying to be neutral and supportive. They’re not living together any more, though, so I’m not sure what to make of it all.

I drafted her a friendly and supportive Valentine’s card and left it at a place where I knew she had a gig that night; a few days later she wrote me thanking me but then added some surprising stuff about “needing time as newlyweds.”

This was confusing to me because I had just talked to kidlet’s father the day prior and he said in no uncertain terms that he would only take her back to avoid living with his mother … then the next day he phoned and I asked if they had patched things up and he said sort of, but not really, then the following week he said they had certainly not, and were still living apart, so like I said, I am just staying out of it. Because I truly don’t know what’s going on.

I wish there was a way for me to wave a magic wand or wish on some special star and make things perfect for both of us, but I don’t have those kinds of means at my disposal, and I have never been much of a great shakes at relationship stuff.

Apparently neither has the o.g.b.d., for which I can vouch at least during our time together lo five years ago, and also because he asked me abruptly on our way to the Gardino, “Can I ask you something? It’s bad.” He is in the habit of blurting things out so I wasn’t as surprised as I would’ve been with someone normal. I said okay and he asked me, “What happened? With your marriage?”

My stomach lurched but as my kidlet’s father and knowing he wants to support her and be able to be a sounding board for her anxieties and dreams just the same as I do, so why would I not arm him with all information possible in order for him to succeed?, I felt like he deserved a specific reply and not my usual shrug or head shake. I answered as best I could without going in to too many details, but as directly as possible because the o.g.b.d. has a lot of tics and one of them is a strong dislike of roundabout bush-beating. I’ve always thought that was a fair bugaboo and done my best to respect it. I wound down my short explanation as we pulled in to the lot of the Soosh Gardino by saying:

Woman as banquet.

“You know how it is.” (he does) “Growing up, people like us don’t plan on someone loving us, because that means letting them know us. I thought I could let someone in and it didn’t work out. For right now, I’m just not interested even at all in trusting another person, not like that. The jury is out for me on the human race.” He made a tsking sound and started to shake his head, and I held up my hand and said, “Just for now. We’ll see. But maybe I was right, all those years; maybe I am supposed to just be alone.”

Still from Pierre le fou.

I had just parked and killed the engine so I was able to look him in the eye when he suddenly grabbed my hand. He said urgently, “No. Beth — don’t say that.” This is not a story about how I got back together with the o.g.b.d., or how there is still some unwritten chapter about us. I just realized that might be inferred.

That’s not at all the way of it. You don’t know him — everything he does is spontaneous, overemotional, and urgent. He can’t even brush his teeth without doing it slightly “off” like he is coming down off of heroin or flashing his eyes around like Rudolph Valentino. He’s an intense guy, that o.g.b.d.

Rudolph Valentino smoking a cigarette with probably much greater restraint than the o.g.b.d. might — less wild gesticulation and hair pulling — but the eyes are the same.

What this story is about is this: You are pretty low when your mainly-crazy, recently-split, soon-to-be-homeless ex feels sorry for you. I thought, “Wow. Maybe we are moving in to a new phase of our lives where he will be a good friend and confidante to me. That would be pretty unexpected and neat!”

After lunch, we went to a park and it turned out he’d been drinking sub rosa from a fifth of whiskey all day. Quelle surprise.

I found this out when he took a hit out of the bottle in his pocket. In front of a bunch of kids. I said, “Um, no thanks, dude.” He said, “Oh, I know. I wasn’t offering. You’re driving.” He had me there: I was indeed driving. And it was a visit we were both in charge of. And he’d literally split from his wife the day before. And the day before happened to be Valentine’s. So I’m not going to judge or flip out unless it happens again. “Everybody gets one,” right, Spider-man on Family Guy?

The point is: Yep. Probably meant to be alone. At least for a good long while.

It’s lonely to want some sugar in the bowl, sure, but the trouble is it’s tough to tell the sugar from the rat poison. Better safe than sorry.

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Take Ya Clothes Off!!!

I heard the other day that Bajans have been having a problem recently – running into tourists expressing their healthy body image by savouring our sand and sea in the buff. I don’t think nude sunbathers need to be ‘cracked down on’, they need to be accomodated! Have you ever lain naked in the sun??? I haven’t, but I’d love to! Skinny dipping is for sure my favourite way to experience the ocean. There is nothing like being completely submerged in the warm Caribbean Sea (or Atlantic Ocean, depending on what side of THAT argument you’re on), no barriers between you and the eternal waters. Perfect natural unity, the way God made it to be. *ohmmmmmmm*  *ohmmmmmmm*

So. I’m thinking about starting a ‘Nude Beach Barbados’ petition. It’s time the liberated among us had a space to express ourselves. This is a democracy, no? (inward scoff at ‘democracy’). Of course, initially there would be gawkers, but the ignorant are always among us. They’d get over it after a while. Perhaps it could be located somewhere off the beaten track to help stem this. Perhaps we should simultaneously launch an island-wide ‘Love Your Body’ campaign. I dunno. I’m gonna think about it. No need to wait on me, though – get a jump on it with Spice & Co.!

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