Elegant smut

These words came up through our little poetical intercourses a few of us are having ….um-ah- rude word.

Anywhoo – The words elegant smut  soooooo  – ok whilst driving to the beach today I had to stop and buy a notepad – this was the result – 1st attempt.. Critiques Welcome.

Corset tight
cinched
as the middle
figure eight
layers
stockings
petticoat
lace
all in place

garter
bowed bodice
down low
anticipating
rose water dabbed
hair brushed
100 strokes
bees wax
red stain
on lips
that are hushed

rouge on cheek
and bossom that shows
unveil
a healthy glow
hand remains longer
than common decency
would allow
thoughts wicked

layers lifted
desire driven
elegant smut
pleasure given

ramblingsfromamum 31.12.2012

Open Progressive Story – All who read add 1 to 4 lines..see where it goes?

Thank you for all of those that are contributing

This has just popped into my head. I shall start. Let’s see how many twists and turns this story can take on from those that add their piece.  Let’s then see how the story ends.

Two simple rules

Try and keep to the theme of what has been written.

Do not add other comments just write your lines.

I shall start with –

She had walked into the bar, dressed in jeans, white T,  black blazer and her designer leather boots. Yes it was casual day at the office but she still liked to dress to impress. Sitting down at the cosy bench seat tucked away in the corner she was out of the way of the crowds that were spilling through the doorway for their after work drinks. On the table in front of her, a champagne cocktail, with obligatory pink umbrella hanging off the side of the glass, though she probably should have asked for a beer, she was in a beer mood.

My 60th Blog – Colour co-ordination versus free spirit?

Ok here’s the thing…. Yesterday we (my man and I) were out for a lunch..well technically breakfast in a lovely little Cafe in the hills. As we sat reading the Sunday papers and waiting for our big breakfast to arrive (which is served for most of the day) we glanced at a lady who had entered to buy a coffee to go. Now this particular lady would have been hmmm probably late 50’s or early 60’s? (that’s my guess at any rate).

On her feet were slip on clogs…then knee high socks…multi coloured

Now if she had say for instance worn a brown skirt it wouldn’t have seemed so…. but a red quite (flouncy) skirt with a charcoal grey jacket completed the ensemble…..  ???

Which lead  me to do this blog…should we not face the world colour coordinated, or shouldn’t we give a toss? Well I (though I may be struck down for saying so) give a toss, my mum always dressed me  in my younger years in coordinating colours. When I was 14 ( I think)  I vividly remember my bright lemon flared pants, with white strappy sandals, topped with my white shirt (sorry blouse) adorned with pretty yellow printed flowers…OK it was the 60’s. Oh and I had one of those choker necklaces…(couldn’t find a pic sorry as it was quite some time back). It was black had a medallion at the throat and 2 long strands hanging from it. I thought I was ever so trendy…though in hindsight it probably too should have been yellow.

My Pop (dad) still gets his clothes chosen and laid on the bed by mum (is ALWAYS) co-ordinated…we won’t think too much about the beige pants, brown shoes, fawn socks, tan shirt and brown jumper…please don’t spend too much time on that visual.

Anywho… I feel comfy when I’m coordinated, the fashion now states you can mix stripes with patterns, bright colours of every hue and pattern, but to me it’s.. well is just me?

How does a striped skirt go with a paisley top? How does a Polk a dot shirt go with a floral design skirt? I mean really?

Or am I being too anal retentive here?  Call it fashion… call it a new trend, but to me clothing articles must compliment each other, clothing & more so how it is put together must show that you still actually have your eye sight.

The end result was me looking across the table from my man whose eyes did roll as did mine and almost simultaneously the words from our mouths was ‘artist?”

What do you think?    Am I showing my age?

Shopping expedition continued (Men followers you may retreat)

Hello everyone.

I have had a reasonably good response to my shopping expedition post  and for that ladies I thank you (courtesy’s graciously). This has prompted me to rant about the following:-

Sadly I would like to be as clever on the computer as http://www.irishkatie.wordpress.com  🙂  but alas I am not, therefore I can’t put up a vote block unfortunately to get opinions, so in my usual rant and rave style I shall blog.

For the mature women out there who are of ‘normal’ sizing (which in Australian standards is anything from a 10 to a 14) we need help!

Is there any manufacturer out there who would lay their reputation on the line to produce clothing for women in our age bracket  say 45 upwards that:-

1stly isn’t outrageously expensive.

2ndly doesn’t make us look like we have purchased from Rays tent City &

3rdly is modern and stylish

Though there is a list a mile long of designers/manufacturers when we venture into the copious amount of clothing stores at shopping centres, there is what we say ‘slim pickings’.  We stroll through the racks and shelves heading towards a colour that catches our eye only to look at the price tag and sigh in disbelief.

Our top designers Carla Zampatti, Alex Perry and the like design the haute couture line – would they be game enough to design for us? We unfortunately aren’t the Miranda Kerrs or Gretchen Gazelle (oh that we were) of this world and cannot don any article of clothing and make it or us look fantastic. 

We are normal and we have ISSUES.

Arms – being untoned.  Legs – being slightly veiny . Tummys – slightly or more than slightly protruding. Hips – larger than we would like and thighs – see hips.

The answer may be simple – Arms, Legs –  cover up with pants or long skirts (this suggestion is feasible).

Tummy, hips and thighs – wear floating material that doesn’t cling to your body parts (also feasible).

HOWEVER May I enlighten you – Us ladies of  more mature standing (crap ok – old) would like to still look stylish without having to pay an exorbitant amount to do so. So many items out there for the ‘youngens’ that with a little thought could also be carried off by us. I’m not talking the so short your bottom is visible, or so low-cut your navel can be seen, or side cut away jobs where on the young the waist is defined, on us our muffin tops hang out like half empty balloons.

All we ask for is for someone to be on our side, nothing more, nothing less. Fashion that is reasonably priced, with patterns/prints that don’t require the wearing of sunglasses to to wear and that caters for our ‘ idiosyncrasies’ .

I for one want to look stylish, I buy clothes that suit my body type, when I can find them that is, and not what the fashion trend dictates, however it seems to be getting harder and harder to find such suitable attire.

So unless in the thickness of an Australian summer we are forced to wear long skirts, or pants, or long sleeves, gaudy patterns or outfits resembling a marquee we are left with not much else to choose from, unless of course we pay ‘Top $” for it. Just give me a nice pair of wide waist band (to cover muffin-tops) linen pants with a wide leg and a nice summer shirt  which doesn’t cost an arm and a leg **sorry I chuckled when I wrote that* – am I asking too much?

Too much to ask? Am I being unreasonable? I shall leave it to my readers.

Shopping Expedition

Oh hell I have reached that point in my life where well and truly (and probably a tad late in recognising the fact) or more so wanting to admit the fact, that it’s more than a nightmare to clothes shop for myself.

Today I walked round the shops with Mr S, Mr.S patiently waited outside some of the stores and also joined in the quest to find a work shirt for me. I (the majority of the time) trust his judgement when it comes to clothes, and I was simply on the trail for a light cotton/viscose short sleeve shirt to wear with a black skirt.

Do you think honestly you clothing designers and manufacturers thereof that it would be so difficult to make said shirt?

It appears so (tuts) in disgrace. Women of my vintage (sorry maturity) do not want to look like mutton dressed as lamb, nor do we want to look like we are 3 breaths away from a Nursing Home. I don’t want to bare my full arm much anymore, so I don’t want your sleeveless numbers. I don’t want a shirt that has so much elastine/spandex in it that you have to constantly pull it down to fit over your boobs, or yank on the sleeves to stop it riding up. I don’t want a shirt that has a deep round neck that doesn’t sit right. I don’t want a shirt that you can see all my torso through.I don’t want a shirt with puffy sleeves that makes me look like a potato sack.

How hard is it??? Very it seems, All I ask for was a shirt with a collar in a light summer material with short sleeves that weren’t that tight that they’d  show up any corrugation, and you didn’t have to look at my navel, without taking it off.

Then it was the mission to find a pair of nice black slightly wide leg linen pants for work, no fancy details, plain in front and back and sitting nicely on the tush area. Easy you say?  WRONG. Again OMG we had buttons, we had buttons on back pockets on the bum, we had draw string waists, we also had elasticised waists at the back and draw string at front and the piece de resistance was cargo type pockets above the knees!

Women of my (maturity) unite! Men can stroll into a clothes store, look at the pants on display – 2 choices casual or dressy and choose. Shirts also same thing – casual or dressy – all they have to worry about is the colour and pattern. Well, let me tell you we have also to contend with that.

Don’t get me started on the ‘young brand shops’ with there doof – doof booming in your ear – maybe that’s a way of scaring the oldies out as soon as they set foot in their doors. Of course the sales items where you possibly may be lucky to find something you want , but only if you are a size 6 or 8 (2 or 4 American sizes) or sizes for our lovely full – figured women.

Needless to say I walked away pant less and shirtless.

**Swear words swear words**