Sex and The Southern Belle

(Hmmm...to be those noodles :)

FEELING: the Friday before a long holiday weekend long holiday weekends (lol) Atlanta Jazz Fest in Piedmont Park hitting the town w/ my girls new beginnings flirty texts BBQ and the smell of charcoal baked beans My mama turns 60 in a few days! being spoiled and getting my way chimmichuri sauce...on anything.... Peking Ribs  at least Fifty Shades of Grey is sparking folks sex lives Willow Smith is going to play Annie on Broadway (or so my mother tells me from watching GMA) chubby chocolate babies all my Kindle reading. Up next...Hunger Games. I am on Book 1 of the Trilogy. that John Travolta sex scandal is pretty funny NOT FEELING bittersweet endings there is no beach close to ATL..like a min hr's drive unsolicited peenus pics I havent been to NYC yet and all summer plans to go have been thwarted. why is it going to be so damn HOT? Why do I have to be at work the Friday of a long holiday weekend? I cant BBQ on my patio. Drats! not getting my way ...

To some..Sade's smooth adult sound epitomizes the 80s. While "Sade" itself is the band (also consisting of Stuart Matthewman who was instrumental in defining the sound of Maxwel and also formed Sweetbackl)...Sade would be nothing without it's namesake... Helen Folashade Adu, the biracial British/Nigerian who stormed the scene in the 80s with her smooth sound and gorgeous contralto voice. I liked Sade...but...It wasn't until I went to my first Sade concert last year...that I was enamored with her. She was beautiful and regal and everything and more...and at 53 year sold...was SLAYING chicks half her age! Seriously..she was great in person. She had that one single ponytail, signature red lips..then let her hair loose in one set...and had on all white..and rose out the ground...I was in awe in Phillips Arena.... It's hard to pick out one single solitary Sade song that I like. But...inspired by my reading of Fifty Shades of Gray (I pormise...a review to...

(D'Angelo......he's back :) )

Feeling: being aroused and teased (but in a good way) straight white teeth on super chocolate men the change of the seasons less pollen someone else washing my locs Fifty Shades of Gray...it's cheesy, fun summer reading It will inspire you to be a freak (I promise...a blog will come soon) funky colored pedicures (not ghetto) Pinterest nail boards best first dates ever!!!  chivalrous men NOT kissing on the first date...it means something Bose earbuds hard working men....that smell like sweat :) men's neckties funky Iphone cases Drag Queens I am so anticipating this Maxwell concert....whew..... Maybe I'll have a date.... *smiles* 40 and 50% off Sales My mama is turning 60!!  piercings in odd places quirky t-shirts Nike Training Club those cool Nike t-shirts that say "Don't Sweat Me" and stuff like that New product reviews coming soon I finally have a hold on the school/work/life balance....I think No more birth control pills....he...

The Queen LaBelle. . Patti Labelle still in her 70s...is kicking off her heels...making delicious recipes from her cookbooks.  Born Patricia Louise Holte-Edwards and for Philly and def part of the "Philly Soul scene"....She started out as a lead singer of Patti Labelle and her Blue Belles...and then in the conceptual R&B/Funk group "LaBelle" (known for their hit Lady Marmalde). But as a solo Artist, is where she has reigned supreme. I like a lot of Patti Labelle songs which totally defined the 80s for me.. (New Attitude, On my Own, When You've Been Blessed, You are my Friend, Over the Rainbow..etc..)  My mother even took me to a concert when I was 10.... But my fav has to be her only #1 to date .. "If Only you Knew". She soulfully laments to a guy that she likes..who has no CLUE that she is so into him that way.... kbooks...and giving us diva fierceness...    My favorite lyrics from that song: I dream of moments we shar...

What I'll Miss Most about You ...is your tongue It's rough padding... Both hot and cold.. licking me to the core of my soul Thick...long...pink. I focused on that part of you with exquisite delight You parted my lips... like turning the pages of a book. tracing the layers of my pussy like you were thumbing through the yellow pages You used to lick my thighs like a Bomb pop on a hot summer's day off the back of the Ice Cream man's truck How on earth did you learn linguistics so cunningly?? I will miss how devastatingly accurate your tongue was How it knew each spot to lick...to speak to...for the proper outcome My neck became a well to drink from My toes became lollipops My fingers the most delicate morsel My nipples...hard chocolate drops My lips tingled at your touch But my clitoris reaped the benefits IT was as if your tongue had the gate code to me IT was able to unlock every key IT was able to pluck and coerce me Under your tutelage....

I first heard Teena Marie when my uncle, who was a teenager at the time and lived with us, used to blast "Square Biz" and try and break dance in the living room floor. LMAO! That used to tickle me so much...and I honestly had no idea she was white until I got old enough to look at music videos. Teena  Marie, born Mary Christine Brockert, in Santa Monica , CA, is better known for her association with Rick James (their hit Fire and Desire is still that jam!) and her "vibrato" (SN: My friend Tee says Teena sounds like a bleating goat...nah..that's Rhianna...LOL) and her vibrato and her exceptional FUNK on bass guitar kept her above the rest.. She def was the queen of "Blue Eyed Soul" before it was fashionable to call it that. She died of a brain aneurysm the day after Christmas 2010. It was so sad and shocking. I like a lot of her danceable tunes. But to pick a "ballad" was hard. It was toss up between this song..and "Portuguese Lov...

Hello Dearest... Yes...it's me. I was going to write something else but instead.. ..I want to tell you thank you. Yes....Thank you. I know it is surprising....but I want to tell you this now... Thank you for letting me believe in lust at first sight....that someone can find even the curves of my cheeks sexy. Thank you for letting me get excited about all of the possibilities...even if they didn't manifest....it made me excited.... and to know I have feelings...is a good thing. Thank you for inspiring so much poetry...poetry that I had no idea was inside of me... I wrote until my fingers were developing callouses. Thank you for having me believe that Darius Lovehall is possibly real..... Thank you for introducing me to new things...like new drinks....and new poets...my shelves overflow with Neruda and new volumes of Dylan Thomas... Thank you for making me laugh...laugh a WHOLE lot...sometimes until tears rolled down my face. Thank you for letting me vent...

I feel like I grew up with Monica Arnold (now Brown...as she married B-Baller Shannon Brown of the LA Lakers). Hailing from my hometown of ATL, Monica was a sassy 14 year old when she dropped on the scene with her debut album Miss Than g. She has had lots of hit, including a Grammy for her duet with Brandy "The Boy Is Mine" (which I wore out). Her vocal range is immense..from gospel rifts..to bluesy tracks...to duets with Usher....and a few others.  She had mature vocals even then...and I've loved (almost) every album she put out. She's endured a lot..including witnessing her boyfriend's suicide..leaving her kids' father after a 10 year relationship and now, finally finding love. Monica is awesomeness..(not to mention..how FLY is her hair all the time? Jeesh...) If I had ONE complaint (which is rare)..is that Monica needs to do more of these mid-tempo joints and DEF more ballads. She is a singer..not some hip-hop diva  wanna be singer. She can SANG...I mea...

I mean..Michael Ealy's beard in that pic. Just the though of that beard...grazing thighs..as he looks up with those aquamarine eyes and butterscotch skin..and is that a tattoo I spy..... *sigh* *shudders*

"You can hear this, close your eyes .I just want you to listen to me.. Humor me please? .It's not easy to be adored, you in particular you have a tougher time with it than most, I get that, but I want you to give it a try. Think of it as an experiment. I promise I will be very wonderful at adoring you, Annie. It's an area where, I think I got a great deal of talent. You're worth the adoration Annie, you're worth it, and the fact that you don't believe it, has nothing to do with whether it's true or not, it is true for me, and that is all that matters."- Sam #2 from "HappyThankyouMorePlease