Day #302
This delectable harness was made by my exceptionally beautiful neighbor, who never ceases to amaze me with his creative brilliance. I love you Jared Tate!!!!
His beautiful jewelry: http://www.Facebook.com/dearraymer
His enviable warehouse: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dear-Raymer-House/136962186370100
Day #301
Moon says: If there was a giant man made of whipped toppings and I was gently yet aggressively sucking his candied cock while cupping his Cadbury balls, this is what the money shot would look like. - Sylva
Day #300
HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! Me n Lucky went to the 99 Cents Store for some first class decorations for this celebratory shoot. If you ever want a well rounded slice of life, go to the 99 Cents Store, where everyone from uppity valley women to ghetto fabulous sock n sandal wearing loud mouths shop. - Sylva
Day #260
Day #259
Hello life, so pleased to see you once again. You bewilder me with your seemingly cruel jokes. The most perplexing of all is the one where you rain unrelentingly down upon my parade, and when I start to think you are a cruel mistress, you reward me with a glass half full of the most magical elixir imaginable. More magical than imaginable in fact, more titillating then fathomable, more tantalizing than my memory can recall ever having been tantalized before. Thanks, you trickster. I am a fucking princess, in this snow globe of mysterious reality. - Sylva
Day #258
Once again the beautiful Caley Johnson (MissGDesigns.com) has beckoned my inner 8 year old with her mind blowing creations. My little girl self says “SPARKLES!!!!” and my big girl self says “SPARKLES” and I could not resist begging her to shoot this Dragon inspired headdress. I love love love love love it. Pretty please, with sugar on top, never stop making art, you magical woman! I am constantly baffled by her ability to make even the most eccentric of themes elegant, this Sparkle Dragon being no different. LOVE! - Sylva
Day #257
I have avoided wearing skinny jeans my entire life. Yes, you heard right, the fad has washed over me and never wet me down. I have stayed dry despite the storm of tight fitting stretch denim pants that litters the front windows of stores across America. Until… one day… drum roll please…. My friend Fargo gave me some skinny jeans for my birthday. I looked at them, in fear, imagining my child bearing hips and plump behind muffining over the top in a dramatic display of 38” hipped vulgarity. And I put them in the closet. And I waited. And I waited. And my laundry pile got higher, and my choice of pants grew slimmer. Then one day, there they were…. the last pair of pants standing. The one remaining pair in the closet, beckoning me to put my fears behind me and squash, ever so tenderly, the squishy flesh of my bum into their army green 30% spandex leg holes. And so I did. And now I love them. Perhaps the addition of a rainbow belt and $20 rainbow Target boots is partially to blame. There ain’t no going back now. Skinny jeans, here I come! - Sylva
I very enthusiastically approve this message:) - Lucky
Day #256
My most wonderful pal Tony, whose name seems to be coming up a lot these past couple weeks, was amazingly sweet enough to give me a bag of pomegranates from of his tree when he visited recently. He and Triambica (http://ecstaticawareness.com/) came to my most decadent Indian Bollywood dinner party. I have so many pomegranates I am at a loss of what to do with them all. And then, all at once, it hit me….. GET GET GET NAKED!!! - Sylva
Day #254
It was gloomy and grim outside, surely you see why Lucky and I felt the desire to run to the roof and take the new unicorn pinata along? Surely it is a most obvious choice? Surely you would have done the same? Not only did I walk into a pipe that was jutting out of the roof, I also fell while trying to prop myself up on the unicorn. Yep. That’s how graceful I am. Don’t let my clumsy exterior confuse you. We went up to the 4th floor, where the roof access is, and found that my landlords had installed yet another door to keep us out. Sigh. They really know how to make you feel welcome here. We waited a moment, about to give up, and thought perhaps we could call the other Lucky, the one who gave me my kitten, Captain Oliver. Just as we were about to come downstairs for my phone, Lucky (the other Lucky) opened the door wearing a sombrero! He asked kindly, is that a unicorn or are you just happy to see me? Then he explained the sombrero was to keep the rain off his head. Oh, my surreal life, you bring me so much laughter. - Sylva
Day #253
I have been framing some bones to put up in one of the new sets here at Pillar Box Studios and they were conveniently sitting on the floor today when Lucky came over. I really just wanted to become one with my art……. - Sylva