Some Music

My apologies for the sleaze.  BUT--I though some of my male readers might appreciate the theme behind this video.  And please note below that I have also included a much better song, also from Lady, as well as some really good old-school 80s funk from Klymaxx. 

Enjoy!

And now for a much better and more intelligent video from Lady and Big Gates:

And because I promised:

 

 Love y'all!  MEAN IT!

Superman? Iron Man? How 'bout Wonder Woman, Supergirl, or Lady Death?

Oh, so people are all pissed off that Ben Affleck will be playing Superman.  Big deal!  What I want to know is--why hasn't Hollyweird gotten their shit together and made a Wonder Woman movie yet?  Or updated Supergirl?  Or gone totally off the rails and rallied round Dark Horse Comics' gorgeously Goth Lady Death?

These are my super heroes, as far as comic book characters go.  I loved Wonder Woman so much as a child that I wanted to be her when I grew up.  I didn't know being a super hero wasn't an actual job.  But hell, I was six, what did I know?

What say you, dear Readers?

Quick edit:  well, damn!  Ask and ye shall receive, maybe?

http://dcmoviesfanon.wikia.com/wiki/Wonder_Woman_(2014_film)

All-Natural Beauty

Here on my blog, I celebrate not just being a strong woman, but a woman's beauty as well.  I just read an article about a woman named Asha Mandela, a real-life Rapunzel, whose hair has seen her through a lot in her life.  You can read the article from Yahoo here.

A lot gets made about a woman's hair.  Chaka Khan sang about it on her album, Come to My House.  Britney Spears and Sinead O'Connor sheared theirs off at one point, though Sinead had been doing it for years, and when Britney did it, people questioned her sanity.  I know a lot of men who prefer their women bobbed, while there are others who prefer length.  As a strong woman, I have always worn my own hair in a pixie, until the past five or so years, when I have kept it in one form of a bob or another.  I think this woman needs to be honored the best way I know how--with music!

Book Review--The Busy Woman's Guide to Getting Fit, Fierce and Fabulous by Daniel Wallen

Those of you who have been reading the blog for a bit know that I am a somewhat voracious reader, and that not all of my reading relates to Dominance/submission and kink.  Sometimes I just like to read something light but good.  In this work, “light” definitely fits the bill.  “Good”—not so much.

Daniel Wallen is a certified personal trainer.  On his web site, you will see a picture of his smiling, non-threatening, irritatingly approachable mug.  I’m sure Wallen is a helluva nice guy, which is probably my personal problem with him.  In the Busy Woman's Guide to Getting Fit, Fierce and Fabulous, Wallen wants you to get your fierce on.  He wants you to get your fab on.  He wants you to be the best you possible.  This is great—if you’re a high school girl. 

Maybe it’s because I’m used to sites such as dragondoor.com, or maybe it’s because I’m 42, or maybe it’s because, through my dance background, I had to overcome all sorts of strange body and weight insecurities I suffered as a teen, but there’s something in Wallen’s tone that doesn’t sit well with me. 

I’ve only been able to get through about half of Wallen’s book, which I managed to snag (thankfully) for free.  I’m glad that it’s free, too.  No way in hell am I parting with my hard-earned dosh for this drivel.

Bottom line—don’t bother, ladies.  You’re smarter than Wallen, and I know you’re smarter than this book.  No, Wallen, I don’t feel like shopping or getting my “learn” on (I believe this is what adults refer to as “education”).  I will not be talked down to, nor will I lift (or work out in) anything that’s pink.  I am not a doll, nor do I aspire to be one.  I’m already fierce, thank you very much, and kettlebells are my friends.  I think I’ll be hitting up dragondoor.com, and re-reading Neghar Fonooni’s excellent article, Train Like a Man—Especially If You’re a Woman. 

Hey, Wallen—stop talking down to us like you’re a seventh-grade boy crushing on his best friend’s older sister.  I don’t think I’m the kind of fierce you can handle. 

If you’ll excuse me, there’s this deadlift I need to work on.