Monday, February 17, 2014

BOLD 2014 Coming Soon!


BOLD 2014 begins this Friday in Burbank, and I am extremely excited about the event. You can read my and Lizzie's description of last year's event here.  With this MDHL event forefront in my mind, I wrote about my feelings on FetLife yesterday, so I'm reposting here:

Last year at BOLD 2013 I found something I didn't even know I was looking for...men and their women who shared a common belief, lifestyle, experience and view. This camaraderie changed me in a way that I never expected, and that change--those awkenings--are what excite me most about the upcoming BOLD...a chance to experience again the awe that comes from being with people that make me feel like I am at home with others who share the same beliefs and affirmations that I do.


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So this year the theme of BOLD 2014 is "Our Leather Roots." One of the exciting elements of the conference is the West Coast premiere of The Carter Johnson Leather Library, the preeminent repository and archive chronicling the history of leather. Mama Vi has curated a special collection of art, videos, books and rare documents for BOLD. It promises to be a fascinating inclusion to an already amazing event.

If you're heading to BOLD this week please let me know. I look forward to seeing you there.



Thursday, February 13, 2014

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day to all my favorite pinup girls! (You know who you are!)


Sunday, February 9, 2014

My First Wax Scene

I've performed plenty of wax scenes. I'm talking about the first wax scene done to me. This was a real change for me. I wasn't sure what to expect. I was full of trepidation. I had been told it'd be amazing, life-changing, blissful. My scene took place at a local nail salon.

Lizzie convinced me to go get a manicure. She seemed to really want me to do this, so I agreed. Before I knew it, I'd been in a chair for 20 minutes having stuff done to my fingers, lotion applied to my forearms and other solvents, solutions and salves rubbed on my hands and nails for no clear reason, as far as I could tell.

Hot stones were used to massage my forearms and then the wax... Baggies of liquid wax were produced and my hands shoved inside. The bags were wrapped tight around my wrists and my hands stuffed into terry cloth mitts, like a friggin' kitty cat furry, or something. 

Wax congealed, the bags removed, my "scene" was over. 

Someone explain this to me. I can be home and clip my nails myself. If I have a snag I use a nail file to smooth it out. I do this in about five minutes. For free. At the nail place I waited about 30 minutes (Lizzie assures me that if we went during the week this would not be a problem so I'm willing to discount this particular inconvenience). The whole nail experience lasted well over an hour. Of course, that isn't an apples-for-apples thing. There were the stones and the wax and the salves, too. But at the end of all that I was $35 lighter, I'd lost most of my Saturday afternoon and my nails looked about the same (to me, anyway).

Lizzie assured me that they were transformed and with my hangnails gone my hands would be so much smoother when I used them to do...well...naughty things. Hmmm. Naughty things. Maybe the money was well spent after all.