The Kiss

A strange co-incidence happened regarding my drawing of the Kiss.
It would appear that both of my ladies in the watercolour bear a resemblance to the
leading ladies, Makosi and Orliath, from the current UK television series, Big Brother.
I posted the drawing on the Friday, and on Sunday, Orliath and Makosi were in the swimming-pool, having both removed their Bikini tops, and wearing only bikini bottoms,
were in full passionate embrace for the cameras.
Makosi, of course, was wearing a rather large and beautiful diamonte necklace.
Having watched the two ladies drift around the Big Brother House in their lingerie for weeks now, it was fun to watch them relaxing in the pool with little more than their jewellery on!
In my drawing, the blonde-haired lady is sporting a gold armband of Celtic Design...I love
Celtic jewellery, and my African lady has an African design Tattoo.
Makosi has a wonderful mischevious grin...wouldn`t her laugh make a wonderful ring-tone?
Now there`s a thought for someone out there!
After they had finished their embrace, both ended up in embrace with Anthony, who must have thought it was his lucky day!
Can`t help thinking that Anthony would have looked good in full Rocky Horror Picture Show attire, a brocade corset, silk stockings and suspender belt perhaps.
That would certainly boost the ratings overnight!!
Orliath and Makosi are obviously going after a double Playboy spread, both having seperately mentioned Playboy, and Makosi is bound to get a Coca-Cola deal, as she constantly mentions how she just loves Cherry Tango!
But, just as we all thought that Big Brother was going to become a little spicy, it all calmed down again. Life in the House was just starting to get interesting too!

site Crashed Tonight !

Tonight saw a bit of a disaster for my site.

My site appeared to have somehow crashed....and apart from some garbled code, was gone.
Everything...images, links, ads
Most of it looked like some horrific road-kill, spread over the internet, a lot of the code for my site had just disappeared from the face of the earth, or, at least, from the amazing world of the internet, even the site template had gone!

It took a lot of work to rebuild the site, don`t exactly know much about the world of
Quantum Physics, I was never much of a Rocket Scientist, so it will be one of
Lifes Great Mysteries to me, as to the where`s and why`s of what happened.

The site was down for several hours, so apologies to all who visited, and found nothing but disjointed code. The main body of the site is back up and running, but there will some more links to replace tomorrow. It is very late, and I am exhausted!

Once again, apologies to those who visited and found my site down.

Electra

So who is my Lady Electra?
Lady Electra is a City-girl, a City-girl who is bound-up with
Stocks and Bonds, Financial Trading, and Global Commerce.
She has escaped the Stock Exchange for the day!
What she yearns for is a Holiday in the Countryside.
She calls her Chauffeur- drive Bentley, and heads out of the City.
Her driver, Jeeves, knows her too well, and knows instinctively where to take her.
A place with the vision and scent of beauty, a quiet little corner of the countryside....what could be better than blue skies, a field of poppies and Summer grasses.
And, of course, a place where her exotic perfume will not be outdone by the scent of a rose.
He knows, that when they arrive at her destination, he will open the rear door of the Bentley for her, and will be met with the heavy scent of Connelly Leather mingled with the musk of her Coco Chanel perfume.
She will have already have removed her Harvey Nichols business suit. Her beautiful La Perla silk camisole and silk panties will be neatly folded beside her Louis Vuitton pocket book on the leather upholstery.
She takes with her only her silk scarf, and the golden bangles which she wears.
She has made herself a garland of poppies, worn loosely around her hips, and wanders freely in the field of poppies, with the gentle breeze catching in the folds of her silk scarf, the flowers and summer grasses brushing against her legs, for even they wish to be close to her, and the warm summer sun caressing her smooth skin.
Jeeves watches her from the Bentley. Soon, she will want to return.

Electra in progress