Behind the times...(a recurring post of the news I must have been hibernating to have missed)

Of a genius??...say it's not death...
Alexander McQueen was found dead, at the age of 40, by his housekeeper having committed suicide in his home on February 12, 2010, a week after his mother died from cancer. Her funeral was scheduled for the next day.

I don't want to go into the same lengthy and cliche expressions everyone else already has about his death. I will say I do consider it huge loss to me, however. He was my favorite of ALL the designers I've watched since I was 13. By his work you knew you could expect great longevity from him; it was sincere, thoughtful, and intense without dissipation. We knew we could have enjoyed years of his survival in the fashion world at least. He showed you controlled chaos. It was so well controlled that he could send out flairs and blooms of it at will at his shows to literally tease us with a glimpse of just how random, raging, and substantive his genius is. It was like watching the ranges of the world's joys and sorrows in a beautifully wrapped see-through present. He made it all make sense and desirable. He was just on a totally different level, truly a genius.

Behind the times....

Talking about me - I'm behind the times. I just learned last night that the World Cup 2010 is being hosted by Cape Town, Africa. Come on, I am seriously out of the loop. Why is this significant to me? Besides liking soccer and being glad it's the one thing nearly every nation has in common with each other, for the past 6 months I've had a fascination with Cape Town being one of my next travel locations.
(I've made 'Behind the times...' a recurring post for news I must have been hibernating to have missed - yes it happens often enough. Nope, not a news junkie.)

I may regret posting this....

Ok irony and coincidences crack me up. What are the chances that with my new found pole excitement I would also find a pair of shoes (that I would NEVER wear!, in public that is) that go along with my blog pseudonym? Yeah, you're right, pretty high. Nonetheless, view the bondgirl stripper shoe. See? That's a GUN for the heel. Saweet!

No joke - it's exercise

First of all, please pull from your mind all negative preconceptions and associations with pole dancing and now view it in the context of being THE BEST exercise for the woman's body. Issues with arms, belly, and inner thighs? They are non-issues after getting this started. And if your issue is junk in the trunk? That's just a BONUS 'round hur. Be satisfied and happy with yourself. And to top it off, working out is FUN. I don't think you heard me, I said IT IS FUN! You've never been so happy with your curves until you get moving in ways only the female can. Yep, FUN. Rock it, girl!

My veins run with......natural and colorful and TAILORED.

Fashion, baby.

I love fashion, there's no other way to put it. Specifically couture. I like it so much I've spent hours immersing myself in it and enjoying being in another world! It's simultaneously artistic and plausible. I know there are people who argue that it's not art, that it really is functional apparel, and others that argue the opposite, and I think they're both right. Just, some of it belongs on my body and some of it belongs on stage :)
Case in point. See above.

Got Space?

Like space?
Like considering how we will actually and practically be utilizing it as another one of the many high-tech areas we are hugely benefiting from? An interesting clip...
Check it.