Sorry guys, but I'll have to postpone my trip to Boston! I have a lovely invitation elsewhere for next week, but I will plan to visit in the spring. If you'd like me to take a special trip to see you in Boston this winter, please get in touch :)
I recently read an article about the sexy acronyms used in letters during the 1930s. The article talked about the book To the Letter by Simon Garfield, which explores the exchange between soldiers and their long distance partners, as well as other distant lovers, before and during World War II. They often used these acronyms to avoid public embarassment in case the notes happened to be intercepted.
I, for the most part, hate reviews. And, I'll tell you why.
I was drawn into a Papyrus store today (they know just how to feed into my pretty notebook addiction) and discovered the book, Porn for Women. I did the classic, yet awkward look around... "Is anyone watching me pick up this book?" All while thinking, "Well, Papyrus, you have pleasantly surprised me by including a dash of porn with your greeting cards and Christmas decorations." But, then I realized that porn for most women probably means something entirely dif
I decided to indulge in a bar of gourmet chocolate today. I just now opened it up to accompany my glass of wine. Guess what they include inside... A love poem!!
A nice gentleman brought this to my attention today. Another unoriginal girl who hopes to trick people with photos that don't belong to her:
I added a required "tell me a bit about you" on my booking form fairly recently. Some of you wonderful gentlemen like to say something brief, like your age and hair color, while others like to divulge much more. Either way is obviously acceptable, but I do like to know a little something interesting. I share quite a bit about me through this blog and the rest of my website, so it's nice to know a couple of interests of your own! It definitely makes for better conversation, as
It's funny when I get confused emails regarding a blank calendar. Plus, it doesn't help that my blog has gone untouched for a month.
Florida is amazing. Tampa is so perfectly laid back, possibly even more so than New Orleans! In New Orleans you have to at least keep up with the partying and/or festivals, but in Tampa (this is only based on a four day assessment, mind you) it seems like you can spend a lot of time doing absolutely nothing without any pressure. I walked down to Channelside via the Riverwalk. On my way, I asked this kid (any guy under 30 = kid) if I was headed in the right direction. First thing he said wa
Ah, yes, the city life. So much fun. I usually go to bed around 11pm at the latest. But, both San Francisco and NYC had me up until around 2 or 3am every night! There was so much to do and so much to see. In SF, I explored much of the city during the day... wandering around with hippies in Haight Ashbury, climbed up crazy hills all throughout the city, and tried to appear as local as possible (only pulling out the map when absolutely necessary). I spent lots of time with my friend who live
I was just out trying on new bras.
You like this one? :)
(side note: my hair is back to dark brown! I had fun with the chestnut, though. I might alternate between the two.)
...and the livin's easy
I was browsing through some of my old blog entries when I landed on one that made me smile—a quote by Anaïs Nin. I realized that I didn't ever go back and pick up on my thoughts on the realm in which we enter once we agree to meet one another. So, I shall. For you gentlemen, it must be especially exciting. I appreciate the beauty of a woman, so I'll admit that I browse, too (probably as much a
Some weirdo posted a fake ad of me: http://northcarolina.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/vip-elite-companion-ashley-adams-visiting-26/11552867
Please don't pay any attention to it. I never advertise on backpage.
[update] The ad has been deleted. Just so you know, I only advertise on Eros, Date Check, and p411.