D-Files

Deep.. within the crevices..something stirred…yes.. it was the woman formerly known as the Dollymopp, this creature was still barely alive, covered in sawdust, toast crumbs and cement and other unknown detrious… yahoo!

I am alive!

My house still looks like shit though. (I only swear with a posh accent, ok).

Hahahahah!

I now have a real live KITCHEN, so there will be food, cooked in very expensive SSK pots n pans (new posh pots n pans tip from one of the boys, hehe) . I also bought some very exp knives, oooh the sharpest knives have I, I bled just looking at them. I tested them, you could cut atmospheres with these knives.

Why, only this very morn there was a new exciting dish called ‘toast’ emerging from this brand new kitchen, and forsooth, it was delishis.. it had real butter on top, and even….wait for it…a PLATE underneath to catch the sacred crumbs.

It’s all go! around here, lemme tell ya.

I will be ok for visitors at the end of July, not before! I keep finding interesting stuff and sitting down to peruse it. I keep finding stuff and going ‘Oh! there’s that thing!’.

If you know me already, you will know my odd-spin-off-on-tangent-style, so that’s what my tidying is like too. Why take 5 minutes when you can take 3hrs? haha.

The best bit…my new 20ft by 8ft ‘wardrobe’ of sorts, merged into the wall, an amazing feat, a 2 day build, and I love it.

Oh it gets better! I am going to paint a whole mural of Venice on it. The Lion, the Dollymopp and the Wardrobe..erm, in Venice.

On Thursday, I am off to a festival for 5days, my second ever, (I went to Glastonbury in 98, never again). My wellies, are courtesy of Michaela Warner, www.michaela-minx.co.uk  and we are going to live in a thing called a MYHAB, www.myhab.com for 5 days! Posh slumming…

See you when I get back..I should be ok to visit from 27th onwards. xxx

1st RULE: You do talk about DOLLY CLUB.

2nd RULE: You DO talk about DOLLY CLUB.

3rd RULE: If DOLLY says “stop” or goes limp, taps out, the RAVISHING is over.

4th RULE: Only ONE guy to a RAVISHMENT.

5th RULE: One RAVISHMENT at a time.

6th RULE: No CONDOMS, no RAVISHMENT.

7th RULE: RAVISHINGS will go on as long as they have to.

8th RULE: If this is your first night at DOLLY CLUB, you HAVE to be RAVISHED.

Who saw ‘Fight Club’ then?

No. I wasn’t!

I think I should be arrested, for…crimes against glamour though. I usually try to be some sort of arresting sight. The right kind..

I have been out in public wearing…dungarees and t-shirts, oh, the shock, the horror, the shame. I am not even doing any work! I just make tea in jam jars, and go for bacon rolls in the morning. Oh but wait! MY dungarees are cool 50’s vintage ones and my t-shirt has a suitably ironic nod to something we both know about. So even when I am looking like a tramp, I look like a tramp. Er, I meant vamp. Yes there ARE vampish dungarees! I have some, and they were £15.

The house refurb is slow but sure, it’s taking shape, but the state of the boudoir, well…you cannot imagine, my bonny wee boudoir is just a bonny wee bombsite..’I love the smell of sawdust in the morning’, ahh.. a line from Apocalypse When (is the boudoir finished for action)?

The only thing I can find is…a vibrator, yes, of course I would remember where that was? I need one, just one… and it’s an arresting sight, sure enough. Got to.. ahem, ‘blow’ the sawdust off first, eek..

www.tlc-trust.org.uk has a chatroom too, and I think it would be a great point of contact between people on the site? See my past post on TLC, the site’s beliefs and intentions, it’s a brilliant thing to be a part of. Add it to your site, raise awareness if you can. x

I think it needs to have set times for chatting, it’s very quiet right now!

My house is a building site inside…worse than moving house…Am having a complete new kitchen, flooring, whole house rewiring/electricals, central heating, plumbing, all at once too. What makes it even crazier is, it is full of the house contents, I have had to pack everything as if I am moving out, so it’s completely out of bounds for visitors for a couple of weeks. I will be fine to come out to play if you like, though!

Then when it’s all done, you will even be able to see my kitchen at last! (no-one has ever been allowed since I arrived here.)

..Oh yes, and make me a coffee whilst you’re there, one sweetner, and put the milk in last..x

I am going to buy everything new for the new kitchen, today I bought new cutlery, because we all need a good fork don’t we?

Calling me will probably be a better idea than emailing me right now too…

I am delighted to find a new rev on C69!

He also added that I am ‘A Real Lover Experience’ too, after a few other boys there have said this about me..well, I do try my best! I got a 9/10, so I am very pleased!

It helps a lot when the boy chooses well…there is a hint for you..it takes two to tango. The brain is the biggest sexual organ, so use it, when choosing.

And more supporters.

www.tlc-trust.org.uk

The TLC trust is an organisation supporting and advising people with disabilities if they should ever want to meet a sex worker.
Everyone needs a cuddle, human warmth and contact, able bodied people forget that disabled people have desires and feelings too, and this site addresses this. It is a much forgotten or ignored issue, and becoming disabled could happen to any of us at any time. I know I would still have the same thoughts and desires and feelings, how about you?
Dr Tuppy Owens started the site, you can find her informative blog on there too.

Hey hey, have a looky here! Lara, a Lovely Lady I know is now available in London!

Fulham SW5, to be precise, Parson’s Green tube, and 5 mins walk. A very nice boudoir in a lovely area of London.

I have met Lara, she is a naughty English Rose, so.. come and tweak her Rosebud..

Lara is very attractive as you can see, never mind the slight blur, you can see that she is indeed. Rosebud lips too, and naturally so! You can see her site at www.laraescort.co.uk  lots more pics and a blog too, have a read there..

This Rosebud is blooming with soft petals this summer…!

No jokes about prickly thorns and bushes..haha.

I have been so busy lately..thought I deserved a good old shopping jaunt. For three days! I have been wowing the shops with my enthusiasm.

My shopping jaunts are done alone, and I have the plan written down, I am not a normal shopper at all, I don’t do this browsing thing, no, I know what I want and know where the action is.

On the list.

Casual 50’s for me, tattered and torn dungarees, gingham shirt, headscarves, prom dress, cocktail dress, bowling shirt. Any thing else that might fit a photoshoot.  

Vintage shops, got the menu planned, though small tangents are allowed, as is phoning ladies when accidently seeing the item they should be having.

So the call goes, ‘Hello, there is a thing here, It’s you, you need to see it, I will send a pic, front n back, tell me if you want it, it’s xxx pounds, it’s vintage 40’s there is only one of course, and it’s your size’ .

So I hope it fits her! it will look like a dream on her.

After this and several bags, I have late lunch and coffee, then the next plan, book shops. Then clothes again, then books again..and so on! But a plan is there…!

Only the best bookshop in the world, since 1797, it has to be Hatchard’s on Piccadilly. 

www.hatchards.co.uk

And when you want art and fashion trade history? You must visit R.D Franks in Winsley St, just off Oxford St.

www.rdfranks.co.uk

R.D Franks like me, it is near my old art college, and I have been a regular visitor for years, what a lovely cornucopia it is, books that you wouldn’t find so easily.

No one clicks on my ‘Tart Art’ section…so I will make you look!

www.marchesacasati.com

I think she would have been great fun to have known.

For the first three decades of the 20th century, the Marchesa Casati astounded Europe. She was infamous for naked night time strolls around Venice in particular, with cheetahs on diamond studded leads, as her companions. Her house in Venice, is now the Peggy Guggenheim museum.

I have the book of her life story-‘Infinate Variety-the life and legend of the Marchesa Casati’, by Scot D.Ryersson and Michael Orlando Yaccarino, and you should read it too.

She should have been a Dollymopp…I guess she might have been the best.