spreading love

28th October
2015
written by Dame Suzy

Lots of stuff has gone down even in the last year and I finally feel like writing again.

First of all, poor Lamar Odom, forever cursed with a humiliating experience under the roof of a brothel resort complex. I had a dream the other day that he in fact had gotten into a bike accident because of the failure of a specialized part on the tire. He only fell unconscious later so so did not know that was the cause. So you see? That was the real culprit, in my most excusing of unconscious brains.

It’s a pity that the world had to find out about the reported circumstances of his medical emergency. Would we have found out if he were part of a sports team with a great fixer like Olivia Pope? I know, she’s not real, but surely there are people like her who could have managed to sweep this under the rug. Was this a publicity stunt by the Love Ranch? Indeed, according to TMZ reporting on October 19, 2015, the brothel after the incident had a month-long waiting list. Although the Inquisitr reports it was just for the suite in which Odom stayed which is much less surprising.

Wouldn’t this be bad publicity for them considering that their clients probably want to remain anonymous? Apparently they don’t care. The owner is even going after Odom to settle his bill, according to the same Inquisitr article I link to above.

Well, if this experience made humiliating by the press-hungry Love Ranch was the thing that brought two lovebirds together, they have nothing to be ashamed of. Perhaps for the Kardashians show they could devise a situation that pushes the boundaries of happy fantasy that could at least make this last story pale in comparison.

In truth, that is what I think would be an awesome happy ending to a near-tragic tale. Best of luck to Khloe and Lamar.

23rd September
2012
written by Dame Suzy

Expendables 2 created in me a renewed interest in all things old-school action. The biggest disappointment of the movie was that I did not get to see many of Jean Claude Van Damme‘s powerful yet graceful moves. I re-rented his movie Kickboxer, for which he choreographed and directed all the fight scenes, and was again wowed by the beauty of his skills, not to mention the superbness of his physique. Many of his other films feature too much ammunition, and in fact the scenes in Expendables 2 I enjoyed the most were the martial arts scenes. I mean, hello, you’ve got Van Damme, Jet Li, Jason Statham, and Chuck Norris! I then looked up Van Damme’s bio and found that he had married the gorgeous Gladys Portugues, former female bodybuilding champion, who approaching the age of 55, is still stunning. He actually married her twice, from 1987-1992, and after another marriage, again from 1999 till now! They have three gorgeous/handsome kids and still smile and kid around on the red carpet. Hugs to you and your family from me and mine!

For a quite enlightening article about Jean Claude, read this Guardian UK article.

8th September
2012
written by Dame Suzy

Why is it nice when your loved one goes on a business trip?

  • You get to have time to yourself.
  • You actually miss him and seeing fifteen pairs of his discarded socks on his side of the bed makes you feel glad to have him in your life. In fact, you leave all of his strewn-around things the whole time he’s gone so it looks like he hasn’t left.
  • Any annoying traits of hers are forgotten – out of sight, out of mind. You just remember the good and how you really need some sex and she knows how to give it good.
  • It’s easy to be sweet with an occasional text message ending in Mwaaa or kisses.
  • She comes home and all is as it should be!
12th February
2012
written by Dame Suzy

I was so crushed when I heard of Whitney Houston’s death on the eve of the Grammy’s.

No one wanted her to have the troubles she did and witness the destruction of that powerful voice that helped people through many a heartbreak.

Goodbye, Whitney. You’ll be missed.

12th August
2011
written by Dame Suzy

Victoria Beckham for her endurance of four pregnancies in a relatively brief period of time, a successful clothing line and fashion icon status. Heidi Klum for her commitment to family and fabulousness. This new season of Project Runway has her appearing in gorgeous, chic clothing with a face to match. In previous seasons she’s appeared dowdy and plain, but not now! Jessica Simpson for her ability to climb out of her being perceived as “dumb” to producing shoes that are unparalled. Seriously, girl, your shoes are amazing!! Forget about your weight fluctuations, your contribution in the shoe department alone gives you A+ status in my book.

I had felt sorry when I’d seen Geena Davis in a movie about a decade ago looking old. I think she’s such a gorgeous, watchable actress and my favorite role of hers was in The Long Kiss Goodnight. According to recent pictures, she’s looking the beautiful starlet again! Yay!

12th August
2011
written by Dame Suzy

I think it’s so cute when people kiss for all to see. And for some strange reason, they are almost always photogenic. This can be celebrities to some random Jack and Jane hooking up never to see each other again. Been there, done that.

It’s just soooo cute!

17th January
2011
written by Dame Suzy

Just an FYI that David Beckham’s Porsche sold for $217,100. And congratulations to him and wifey on their upcoming bundle of joy!

13th January
2011
written by Dame Suzy

It’s bad enough that I couldn’t remember his name, but his looks remind me so much of Robert Pattinson who also has a strangely-spelled last name that I wondered what had happened to him. I know he’d been in Jumper, which I saw in Europe possibly dubbed into another language, and that it had flopped, but other than that, I knew nothing. It turns out that he hasn’t been involved in much. I have added Shattered Glass to my queue which is a biopic about a lying journalist, but the others don’t seem noteworthy.

Could it be that the actor has taken quiet roles and rejected others in order to distance himself from Anakin and be able to be seen as other characters? If so, he’s done a great job. Unfortunately, he may just have missed the opportunity to maintain his value and gone down the trail of anonymity. Jumper’s lack of success had nothing to do with Mr. Christensen. I wish him the best.

1st November
2010
written by Dame Suzy

Writing as much as I do about my sexcapades and celebrating my independence, it’s easy to think that this is all my romantic life is about. But in fact, the best sex I’ve ever had is hands-down, with my soul mate, who has consistently given me more pleasure than anyone else has ever. With him, I average six to eight orgasms every single time, but can easily reach twenty – a number that is usually not limited by him but by me, because damn-it – it’s exhausting!

The most I had reached until two nights ago was about 30 or 40. The fact is that I don’t count. It’s just pretty obvious when it becomes a huge number. The most I’ve reached with any other lover Is about four, the average being once or twice – which is sad I know! But the experience isn’t for the orgasms but for the newness and connection with another person.

Then came October 30, with the unnecessary but sometimes very fun assistance of Viagra. And my man wouldn’t let up, and I felt on the verge of passing out because I hold my breath when I come and if he continues to make me come, whoooa, I need some oxygen. And I feel like I don’t know how I’m going to survive but he keeps going, a mischievous grin on his face and the knowledge that he is about four times stronger than I am so I have no choice but to keep it going. In the past, I’ve tried not coming, but it’s useless. Once I’ve come a couple of times, my pubic muscles clench involuntarily, my vaginal tissues are swollen and super-sensitive, and mentally, I’m too exhausted not to just do what he wants me to. He finally lets himself go after I’ve come about 50 times.

And I see his big beautiful eyes, which look like different colors in different lighting, and some tendrils of hair loose around his face, and this is the man I continue to fall in love with, share a life with, raise a family with…

24th October
2010
written by Dame Suzy

I recently had the pleasure of enjoying one of Philadelphia’s finest restaurants, Le Bec-Fin, for the second time. With French flair, it abandons classic French flavors (butter and salt) in favor of a rich fusion experience, at times delicate, at times decadent, but always creative and complementary to the current season. The night before my reservation is when I heard of its probable closure in May, forty years after its opening, almost thirty years at its current lavish location with 14-foot ceilings and numerous chandeliers.

It was four hours of delight and six (really more) courses, where I got the opportunity as I had done years before, to make the waitstaff – which is plentiful – laugh, pointing out for instance that the sauce poured on my Wagyu beef plate formed the shape of boobs.

Rumors of its closure in May saddened me, and its closure is being attributed to changing dining tastes, meaning gone with the long, expensive meals. The decadence of the past is fading. The four hours passed by like two, beginning with a packed dining room and ending with just a few tables and laughter from a private party in the back, and I was never bored. I could have stopped eating at any time but could not. In fact, I only had enough room for a portion of the three small servings of cake I asked for, though I could have asked for all twelve. Their all-you-can-eat dessert cart will be missed, its smiling waitstaff, its assurance that you will leave satisfied, its carriage of your taste buds to a world that will surely be missed.

Adieu, mon amour,
Dame Suzy

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