So Daly's new blogpost is about her buying a corset for her burlesque class......
I mused over what to call this blogpost, which of course is inspired by Daly's own blog.....several idea's sprang to mind.....
1. Daly, The Victorian Whoremonger.
2. Coming out of the Corset.
3. The Corset and the Tramp.
Admittedly the first title came to me almost immediately, but in the end I said nay.
In her travels about Glasgow, Daly buys a corset. We can gather from the blogpost that this shop isn't strictly all corsets. I was left intrigued as to what the "rubber and section" entailed.
Did she mean to say "rubber hand section"? If so, the mind boggles at what sort of sadistic sex game involves rubber hands......but whatever you are into eh?
*queue image of Daly in a corset holding a pair of rubber hands*
It all feels very Gothic. And I mean Gothic as in Victorian London, Jekyll and Hyde, Dracula....not Gothic as in too much black eyeliner(which actually was a phase that Daly went through).
At the end of the day corsets are cool, getting naked is cool.....why not combine the two for some happy naked corset time? Throw in some rubber hands and you've made a night out of it.Throw in some chicken wings with a jack daniel sauce and I for one am there.
So go forth Daly and conquer that corset. We support you,much like your corset.
I wonder how hard it would be to make a corset of one's own? How hard could it be? Bit of cardboard, some whale bone, bit of double sided sticky tape.....bob's your corset......right?hmmm, i sense a money making scheme in the works....
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
The Seven Unknown Wonders of Musings....
how the frig did i miss Daly's blog post and my own partner, reflections recent blog post?
I need to stop working so hard and concentrate on the important things like cyber stalking my friends....
I may as well throw in my tuppence worth,i hate to feel left out of things....this is widely known about me.......im not sure if there is anything that i havent told to my amigos?i knew all of Daly's seven things,and indeed have been paramount in pointing some of the things out to her. i also knew most of reflection's seven,cept for the swimming togs one.....Bahahahahaha!
I also know way more about her that can never actually be shared......
So,here goes......
1. I wanted to be an artist when i was younger caus i thought i was really good at art....(I wasn't).
2. Regretably I avoided wearing bra for about two years when i should have been wearing one caus in my primary school anyone who wore a bra was a lesbian....
3. When i was growing up I always wished that I had been adopted...(still kinda waiting for my real family to come get me).....
4. I didnt have chinese food until I was 17.....(I bet I would have had chinese food with my real family all the time)
5. I used to HATE potatoes and would often pretend to fall asleep at the table so i wouldn't have to eat them.....
6. I let a street dog in Brazil lick me in the face (yes i was drunk.....no i dont have rabies....i think)
7. Red does suit me.....(Suckas).
So there we go, seven truths about me.
Daly and Reflections already know everything else about me, like how I get prettier every day, like how I can always handle my Liquer, like how I've never picked a fight with a scumbag.........right?!
I need to stop working so hard and concentrate on the important things like cyber stalking my friends....
I may as well throw in my tuppence worth,i hate to feel left out of things....this is widely known about me.......im not sure if there is anything that i havent told to my amigos?i knew all of Daly's seven things,and indeed have been paramount in pointing some of the things out to her. i also knew most of reflection's seven,cept for the swimming togs one.....Bahahahahaha!
I also know way more about her that can never actually be shared......
So,here goes......
1. I wanted to be an artist when i was younger caus i thought i was really good at art....(I wasn't).
2. Regretably I avoided wearing bra for about two years when i should have been wearing one caus in my primary school anyone who wore a bra was a lesbian....
3. When i was growing up I always wished that I had been adopted...(still kinda waiting for my real family to come get me).....
4. I didnt have chinese food until I was 17.....(I bet I would have had chinese food with my real family all the time)
5. I used to HATE potatoes and would often pretend to fall asleep at the table so i wouldn't have to eat them.....
6. I let a street dog in Brazil lick me in the face (yes i was drunk.....no i dont have rabies....i think)
7. Red does suit me.....(Suckas).
So there we go, seven truths about me.
Daly and Reflections already know everything else about me, like how I get prettier every day, like how I can always handle my Liquer, like how I've never picked a fight with a scumbag.........right?!
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Seven Things, you didn't know about Daly and Reflections
Daly did a post. It's been a while - which made it a little more difficult for this blog to be about her blog...
Anyway it was "seven things people don’t know about me that I don’t want them to know."
So here it is - short and sweet as we promised.
1. Daly's been grey since she was 10. (If you don't know that, you don't know Daly).
2. Her eyes change colour - from chocolatey brown to light hazel. She prefers chocolatey (who wouldn't???)
3. She can't hide her feelings. Can't lie.-And her voice raises when she lies.
4. She can keep a secret. (Respect; and true)
5. She can't spell (no one I know can, I blame the Irish education system)
6. She's a paranoid crazy.
7. She fell down a staircase, during an interview. She was applying to work at Penneys at fell down the stairs and was mortified and in genuine pain but tried to pretend she wasn't in pain and laugh it off. She didn't get the job.
Hmmm so I guess we should join in. Seven things about me that I don't tell peeps.
I won't lie.
What's the point if I do this and lie?
I did like Daly's choice to put up 1 truth & 2 lies. Real friends would know the truth.
1. As a child I loved wearing my swimsuit but hated for it to get wet. So there are soooo many pictures of me at the beach completely naked. Soooo many.
2. I used to eat my cornflakes dry. Also wheatabix. Yup - you know that race to eat dry wheatabix. I nail that.
3. I have previously been reckless with water, fire (ok cigarettes) and once, water and fire at once -that's all you're getting.
4. I survived on one meal a day for 3 months. I have never looked better, though I had a glint in my eye that suggested I might murder someone for a bar of chocolate.
5. I love notepads. All of them. But mostly pretty ones, different ones and quirky ones.
6. I got suspended from school (age 14) for stealing a bell off a nun. I stole it, dismantled it and threw it into my garden in 3 different directions, never expecting to think of it again.
-I got caught and had to find the 3 pieces, while my mother watched me-livid. This is not a woman you want to see angry.
7. I really really really wanted to do well in my masters and I didn’t. It’s one of the things I hate the most about myself. I never minded before because I never made an effort but when I finally did, it turned out I wasn’t smart.
Anyway it was "seven things people don’t know about me that I don’t want them to know."
So here it is - short and sweet as we promised.
1. Daly's been grey since she was 10. (If you don't know that, you don't know Daly).
2. Her eyes change colour - from chocolatey brown to light hazel. She prefers chocolatey (who wouldn't???)
3. She can't hide her feelings. Can't lie.-And her voice raises when she lies.
4. She can keep a secret. (Respect; and true)
5. She can't spell (no one I know can, I blame the Irish education system)
6. She's a paranoid crazy.
7. She fell down a staircase, during an interview. She was applying to work at Penneys at fell down the stairs and was mortified and in genuine pain but tried to pretend she wasn't in pain and laugh it off. She didn't get the job.
Hmmm so I guess we should join in. Seven things about me that I don't tell peeps.
I won't lie.
What's the point if I do this and lie?
I did like Daly's choice to put up 1 truth & 2 lies. Real friends would know the truth.
1. As a child I loved wearing my swimsuit but hated for it to get wet. So there are soooo many pictures of me at the beach completely naked. Soooo many.
2. I used to eat my cornflakes dry. Also wheatabix. Yup - you know that race to eat dry wheatabix. I nail that.
3. I have previously been reckless with water, fire (ok cigarettes) and once, water and fire at once -that's all you're getting.
4. I survived on one meal a day for 3 months. I have never looked better, though I had a glint in my eye that suggested I might murder someone for a bar of chocolate.
5. I love notepads. All of them. But mostly pretty ones, different ones and quirky ones.
6. I got suspended from school (age 14) for stealing a bell off a nun. I stole it, dismantled it and threw it into my garden in 3 different directions, never expecting to think of it again.
-I got caught and had to find the 3 pieces, while my mother watched me-livid. This is not a woman you want to see angry.
7. I really really really wanted to do well in my masters and I didn’t. It’s one of the things I hate the most about myself. I never minded before because I never made an effort but when I finally did, it turned out I wasn’t smart.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Cinema Drinking....
You know what is underestimated.....cinema drinking.
it is a secret undercurrent happpening in our cinemas at this very minute people....well maybe not this very minute caus it's a bit late but it definately happened earlier....how do i know......???cause i.am.a.cineama.drinker.....and proud of it.
i mean what film cant be appreciated more with a spot of vino?
and u also get to make friends with people called dave...or brian...a fellow cinema drinker,with a facial piercing who was definately way uncooler than myself or my companion but still we were united in that brief moment of cinema drinking.
in these recessionary times,one has to be practical. but one can go to the cinema and be merry. The answer my friend is blowing in the wind, the answer is cinema drinking.
i sampled a fine sauvingon blanc in the cinema whilst sampling the tasty delights of Thor, previously known as kim from home n away. Also spent quality time with my returning compadre, and even got in a phone call to the Dalster.
What are we but mere shadows if we do not have our friends beside us......friends and cinema drinking.....they complete me.
it is a secret undercurrent happpening in our cinemas at this very minute people....well maybe not this very minute caus it's a bit late but it definately happened earlier....how do i know......???cause i.am.a.cineama.drinker.....and proud of it.
i mean what film cant be appreciated more with a spot of vino?
and u also get to make friends with people called dave...or brian...a fellow cinema drinker,with a facial piercing who was definately way uncooler than myself or my companion but still we were united in that brief moment of cinema drinking.
in these recessionary times,one has to be practical. but one can go to the cinema and be merry. The answer my friend is blowing in the wind, the answer is cinema drinking.
i sampled a fine sauvingon blanc in the cinema whilst sampling the tasty delights of Thor, previously known as kim from home n away. Also spent quality time with my returning compadre, and even got in a phone call to the Dalster.
What are we but mere shadows if we do not have our friends beside us......friends and cinema drinking.....they complete me.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Best Chocolate Biscuit Cake - trust me
I loved chocolate biscuit cake as a child. I did notice something different about the chocolate biscuit cake that we had in my house and the ones that you could buy. Mum's tasted nicer but the ones in the shops had more chocolate. Anyway as you know (I'm presuming it's taking over your, TV, Radio and internet too) Prince William of UK and Kate Middleton will be having chocolate biscuit cake at the wedding and McVities released their recipe. So myself and Ms. Carroll decided to give it a go- not the best. Sorry but it's true. I know cake and that was weak, it tasted like a chocolate biscuit... Yes I know many of you may think that's the same thing; or even what you may want from chocolate biscuit cake; take it from me - it isn't!
You want a chocolate biscuit, you buy a chocolate biscuit, as the meercat would say "simples!"
So the real chocolate biscuit cake took five tries, but we have perfected it. And annoyed the whole Carroll household by plying them with fatty foods; also created a rumor that we're pot heads (as it happens neither of us are- not against it, just not my thing). We managed to be saying "O my goooodddd, this tastes sooo good" and have chocolate all over our faces, so I mean- it's fair.
So we started with the recipe in the paper and it wasn't a cake it was a giant chocolate biscuit, which is cool but didn't complete our task.
So we tried again with darling Mammy Reflections recipe. It was ok but it wasn't cakey enough. It didn't have the requisite fudgey texture. It was more a collection of coated biscuits in a yummy goo, with more goo on the bottom of the pan.
So then we tried three more cakes in one night. yes it was crazy but it had to be done!
We started with Mammy Reflection's recipe, but we put it in the fridge for an hour. Yup it became fudgey and solid enough that we put it in the cake tin and it was fudgey all the way through not just in a (albeit delicious) lump at the bottom.
The other two cakes were because I was thinking (lying on my bed and suddenly this jumped into my head) -what if I just heated condensed milk and melted some good dark chocolate. So we took half a can of condensed milk and put it in a saucepan over a medium heat and then added the chocolate and stirred it and added some biscuits and voila! It was fudgy and amazing but I had half an open can of condensed milk and half a bar of 70% cocoa chocolate.
-What's a girl to do?
Throw them in the microwave for 1 minute and yup you guessed it, it was the exact same, you have to stir it really quickly after to get rid of lumps but that was more fun then anything- then add the biscuits. It's ready pretty much immediately.
It isn't really chocolate biscuit cake; it's fudge biscuit. Maaannnnn I love fudge biscuit.
Amazeballs.
The Revised Mammy Reflections Recipe
12 oz rich tea biscuits (at your discretion maybe 3/4 of packet)
1/2 lb margarine
6ozs castor sugar.
6 teaspoonful of cocoa powder
2 eggs
Method
melt marg & sugar do not boil,
remove from heat & add beaten egg.
Break biscuits into small pieces,
Add choc sauce to biscuits & mix well.Put int fridge for hour (in mixing bowl)
One last stir.
Put into dish to set for 12 hours (that's pretty generous but basically make it the day before).
You want a chocolate biscuit, you buy a chocolate biscuit, as the meercat would say "simples!"
So the real chocolate biscuit cake took five tries, but we have perfected it. And annoyed the whole Carroll household by plying them with fatty foods; also created a rumor that we're pot heads (as it happens neither of us are- not against it, just not my thing). We managed to be saying "O my goooodddd, this tastes sooo good" and have chocolate all over our faces, so I mean- it's fair.
So we started with the recipe in the paper and it wasn't a cake it was a giant chocolate biscuit, which is cool but didn't complete our task.
So we tried again with darling Mammy Reflections recipe. It was ok but it wasn't cakey enough. It didn't have the requisite fudgey texture. It was more a collection of coated biscuits in a yummy goo, with more goo on the bottom of the pan.
So then we tried three more cakes in one night. yes it was crazy but it had to be done!
We started with Mammy Reflection's recipe, but we put it in the fridge for an hour. Yup it became fudgey and solid enough that we put it in the cake tin and it was fudgey all the way through not just in a (albeit delicious) lump at the bottom.
The other two cakes were because I was thinking (lying on my bed and suddenly this jumped into my head) -what if I just heated condensed milk and melted some good dark chocolate. So we took half a can of condensed milk and put it in a saucepan over a medium heat and then added the chocolate and stirred it and added some biscuits and voila! It was fudgy and amazing but I had half an open can of condensed milk and half a bar of 70% cocoa chocolate.
-What's a girl to do?
Throw them in the microwave for 1 minute and yup you guessed it, it was the exact same, you have to stir it really quickly after to get rid of lumps but that was more fun then anything- then add the biscuits. It's ready pretty much immediately.
It isn't really chocolate biscuit cake; it's fudge biscuit. Maaannnnn I love fudge biscuit.
Amazeballs.
The Revised Mammy Reflections Recipe
12 oz rich tea biscuits (at your discretion maybe 3/4 of packet)
1/2 lb margarine
6ozs castor sugar.
6 teaspoonful of cocoa powder
2 eggs
Method
melt marg & sugar do not boil,
remove from heat & add beaten egg.
Break biscuits into small pieces,
Add choc sauce to biscuits & mix well.Put int fridge for hour (in mixing bowl)
One last stir.
Put into dish to set for 12 hours (that's pretty generous but basically make it the day before).
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Canadia Land
Well it feels like forever since I posted. But basically here's the lowdown on the life of reflections.
I went to London and worked on a workshop for a really brilliant play. THe actors were amazing and it was really a lovely experience. I was all happy and the day after this ended I went off to Toronto to work on the play I've worked on for nearly 2 years. I got to Toronto to be told there are some major problems with the show and then the next day received a text to say that the show was cancelled... yeah.
So now I'm in Canada with time on my hands. I've been filling my days with well internet and doing things I've never done before... this is like ummm driving on the wrong side of the road. Driving automatic, it's easy but a little unnerving and my left foot has never felt less loved. I saw a moose crossing sign a real one it was on the way to North Bay, another thing I did, going to North Bay. I made souffle from scratch. And I played bingo and won $14 which was great cos I got to shout "BINGO!" admittedly I wasn't the only person, ergo the $14. I ate at Swiss Chalet, it was lovely, I wasn't wild about the sauce I heard so much about but you know the rest was nommmm sooo yummy! I bottled wine, that was fun and educational. I went to the fresh water spring and gathered water (this was for making wine). I bought a mac not sure what I'm supposed to do with the two free stickers of the apple symbol... It is so lovely and I'm typing on it right now. I went into the Canadian Shield... no not some computer game but a giant formation of rock that was cool and imposing and surrounded the car on the way to and from North bay (by the by if you like sushi the best I've ever had was in North Bay, holy moly the tempura in the dynamite roll was still crispy, it was to die for).
Needless to say, I've been drinking lots of wine, and vodka, vodka courtesy of duty free at O'Hare airport and wine courtesy of the fabulous Carrolls, who make their own, ergo I bottled...
And well now I'm off to take a walk through the lovely town of Uxbridge to buy a notepad/copy to write on, then I'll do some writing and then figure out something new to do today.
Any suggestions?
I went to London and worked on a workshop for a really brilliant play. THe actors were amazing and it was really a lovely experience. I was all happy and the day after this ended I went off to Toronto to work on the play I've worked on for nearly 2 years. I got to Toronto to be told there are some major problems with the show and then the next day received a text to say that the show was cancelled... yeah.
So now I'm in Canada with time on my hands. I've been filling my days with well internet and doing things I've never done before... this is like ummm driving on the wrong side of the road. Driving automatic, it's easy but a little unnerving and my left foot has never felt less loved. I saw a moose crossing sign a real one it was on the way to North Bay, another thing I did, going to North Bay. I made souffle from scratch. And I played bingo and won $14 which was great cos I got to shout "BINGO!" admittedly I wasn't the only person, ergo the $14. I ate at Swiss Chalet, it was lovely, I wasn't wild about the sauce I heard so much about but you know the rest was nommmm sooo yummy! I bottled wine, that was fun and educational. I went to the fresh water spring and gathered water (this was for making wine). I bought a mac not sure what I'm supposed to do with the two free stickers of the apple symbol... It is so lovely and I'm typing on it right now. I went into the Canadian Shield... no not some computer game but a giant formation of rock that was cool and imposing and surrounded the car on the way to and from North bay (by the by if you like sushi the best I've ever had was in North Bay, holy moly the tempura in the dynamite roll was still crispy, it was to die for).
Needless to say, I've been drinking lots of wine, and vodka, vodka courtesy of duty free at O'Hare airport and wine courtesy of the fabulous Carrolls, who make their own, ergo I bottled...
And well now I'm off to take a walk through the lovely town of Uxbridge to buy a notepad/copy to write on, then I'll do some writing and then figure out something new to do today.
Any suggestions?
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Wilde Things
It turns out (and this is what happens when you drink and blog)that I wrote two blogposts and didn't press publish.... DAMN!
Anywhoodle I shall update now. Fresh as a daisy and stuck in a house that's waiting for carpets. So well it's hard to go back and rewrite what's gone before. I'll tell you about yesterday. I met up with Musings, we had our wings (not the spicy wings but the buffalo wings, they're so much better and in their special Jack Daniels sauce... delightful! Anyway we had them with some cocktails, many cocktails, the drinks cost more than the meal. We had Long Beach Iced Tea, if you haven't had one of these get thee to a TGI Friday's - stat! Delicious drink, it had vodka, rum, gin and lemon tequila... with a dash of cranberry that's a real drink, so we had 2. Then we had a 77 Sunset Strip, that was... well it was a shirley temple but with same alcohol as the L.B.I.T. and it was super sweet. As in, I'm sweet toothed and I found it too much. So we went back to our auld dependables. Then when we got the bill and I dished out the last of the money I have (that's not a joke or an overexageration we were enjoying ourselves and didn't think about the money side of things) we left thinking ok we'll have one more drink (on Musing's card) but somewhere else. Then I made a joke, "What about up there?" pointing to the Westbury. We laughed and then Musings looked at me with a certain glint in her eyes, "I have a credit card... pay later??" So off we giggled to the Westbury, in our skanky clothes surrounded by glitter and pazzazz. Seriously the clientelle other then one woman didn't seem put out but the staff just stared. The waitress really expected us to do a runner. In my defense I'd been looking after a baby all day and then had travelled from the North (a different country so I was just tired and not in the mood to be at my best, Musings was straight from work).It really is a nice place though and then we looked at the menu, and ummm they were expensive (I'm unemployed) it was 16 yoyos... yeah for one drink, which was served in a martini glass (not even to the brim), with a little mint leave floating prettily on top.
We sucked the mint leaves hoping to get the full amount of the alcohol, cos it was 16 big ones each. We also considered taking the glasses, they were grey goose, so I mean the hotel got them free, right? But we refrained (Musings really wanted some more renumeration for the price of the cocktails). But the thing is the cocktail was called 'Wilde' yup like the wonderful playwright and the man who famously enjoyed and advised people like us to live beyond their means... so we did.
It was worth it, even if I can't afford to buy milk for my tea... As I said to darling Musings "We were made for that life, it sadly wasn't made for us"
Anywhoodle I shall update now. Fresh as a daisy and stuck in a house that's waiting for carpets. So well it's hard to go back and rewrite what's gone before. I'll tell you about yesterday. I met up with Musings, we had our wings (not the spicy wings but the buffalo wings, they're so much better and in their special Jack Daniels sauce... delightful! Anyway we had them with some cocktails, many cocktails, the drinks cost more than the meal. We had Long Beach Iced Tea, if you haven't had one of these get thee to a TGI Friday's - stat! Delicious drink, it had vodka, rum, gin and lemon tequila... with a dash of cranberry that's a real drink, so we had 2. Then we had a 77 Sunset Strip, that was... well it was a shirley temple but with same alcohol as the L.B.I.T. and it was super sweet. As in, I'm sweet toothed and I found it too much. So we went back to our auld dependables. Then when we got the bill and I dished out the last of the money I have (that's not a joke or an overexageration we were enjoying ourselves and didn't think about the money side of things) we left thinking ok we'll have one more drink (on Musing's card) but somewhere else. Then I made a joke, "What about up there?" pointing to the Westbury. We laughed and then Musings looked at me with a certain glint in her eyes, "I have a credit card... pay later??" So off we giggled to the Westbury, in our skanky clothes surrounded by glitter and pazzazz. Seriously the clientelle other then one woman didn't seem put out but the staff just stared. The waitress really expected us to do a runner. In my defense I'd been looking after a baby all day and then had travelled from the North (a different country so I was just tired and not in the mood to be at my best, Musings was straight from work).It really is a nice place though and then we looked at the menu, and ummm they were expensive (I'm unemployed) it was 16 yoyos... yeah for one drink, which was served in a martini glass (not even to the brim), with a little mint leave floating prettily on top.
We sucked the mint leaves hoping to get the full amount of the alcohol, cos it was 16 big ones each. We also considered taking the glasses, they were grey goose, so I mean the hotel got them free, right? But we refrained (Musings really wanted some more renumeration for the price of the cocktails). But the thing is the cocktail was called 'Wilde' yup like the wonderful playwright and the man who famously enjoyed and advised people like us to live beyond their means... so we did.
It was worth it, even if I can't afford to buy milk for my tea... As I said to darling Musings "We were made for that life, it sadly wasn't made for us"
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