Lip Crimes

I was robbed.....no, really, not for dramatic effect or anything.  I really was robbed.  And it turned out to be a lip travesty too.  On November 9th, some one broke into our back door (I don't imagine it was very difficult).  They took $8000 worth of technology and my purse.  Oh, there was a list of much more but a few of the most emotional hits were actually to my lip stash.  Like most beauty bloggers (and this sort of on-again-off-again blogger), makeup is life.  We live for the latest colors and we hoard our favorites....for years....no, you can't convince me that the shelf date means anything.

So here's what they took from my lip stash.

My Aerin Rose Lip Balm Lip Conditioner - At first, this purchase had all the makings of a splurge.  I adore Aerin Lauder's effortless style.  This soft balm with it's summery rose scent became a mainstay of my purse.  It had mended many dry lip episodes on my entire family.  A dab would do you, put on the finger and smeared over the lips.  The rose scent was not off-putting to my menfolk or at least not that they ever complained.  The strange thing is that this was one of the few items that was returned to me.  It had sat out in a watery grave, part of a few things tossed away in a back pack and found later by police.  I looked at that battered tube for months, thinking that it should be replaced.  It had lost it's luster, the tube a sad statement for how I felt about the robbery.  Eventually I tossed it out.  Sadly, I have not found the gumption to put it back into my purse repertoire.  I am instead carrying around a far less expensive ChapStick Total Hydration.  While it is quality and luscious in it's own drugstore medium, Aerin Lauder had won my heart with her Rose Balm. I was lucky that the robbers didn't violate me of my passion with her Perfect Nude lipstick which you will see on my lips almost every day.  I usually carry it with me but did not have it in my purse at it's on heavy rotation in my morning beauty routine.

Chanel (you can gasp out loud here- I still rant about it) - Rouge Hydrabase (no longer in production) Creme Lipstick - Leopard - a summery to fall orange - At first try, this lipstick had stunned me with it's vibrant color.  I wasn't sure that I liked the orange base but it quickly became my go-to "au naturel" which sounds strange since it was pigmented.  However, with an end of summer flush and transferring into the warm tones of autumn, it was the perfect transition color and I had yet to take it out of my make-up bag.  The robbers didn't bother to toss it away and I'm sure they now have great (if somewhat dated) lips.  I've been tossing around which Chanel color to replace it with and have yet to make a decision.  My husband who has to still listen to me occasionally moan, "Chanel....WHY?"  has urged me to replace it.  Just to have a Chanel item in memoriam in my purse (and perhaps a bit of a "F you raspberry" to the robbers, I tossed in my Bois de Iles Rouge Coco. Because of it's darker pigment, it doesn't have the same shimmery versatility on my lips as the Leopard did.  Anyone have suggestions for what this fair skinned, brunette might want in her new Chanel Lipstick.  Let's show those robbers a thing or two and get kissably sexy. 

 

Violet Blue's Bisexual Husbands Sizzles with Hot Threesomes

I’m really enjoying the new layout by Violet Blue who has gone rogue with her new publishing company, digitapub.com (get yourself there and get some goodies both sexy and techie).  I have devoured her introductions which are the perfect tease to the book and state her mission of sexual exploration in the most divine ways.  She includes bits of history, political perceptions, and juicy bits from the stories until you are one turn away from an orgasm.  

Bisexual Husbands is a book best taken is delicious sips.  Each story is sexy and well-written, but since the book is thematic, the basic gist of the stories are monochromatic.  This is not necessarily a bad thing but once I realized this, I had to tone down my usual urge to inhale the book and just read it story-by-story.  This manner of editing really forces the reader to do justice to each author’s contribution.  In her latest anthologies, Ms. Blue moves the reader from innocence to dirty, dirty fun.  The stories at the first part of the anthologies really do introduce the reader to learners or innocents.  In Private Lessons, by Emilie Paris, there’s even a teacher - a delicious, divine dance teacher.  Who hasn’t thought about getting schooled by the dance teacher with glorious abs?  By the time you get to the end of the book, you will see the mastery or absolute depravity in the complex luscious subjects, such as in Alison Tyler’s Sparks Will Fly where the wife brings someone back to the room who she met on the elevator at the hotel.  This kind of sexual risk might be above my level but that doesn’t mean I haven’t fantasized about it.  After years of editing erotic anthologies, Ms. Blue had a great sense of how far to push her readers into risk or taboo subjects.

Each story is partnered with either a drink recipe (which I”m going to have to try more of - Rogueish Gin Daisy sounds like my kind of drink!) or a sexy how-to article written by Ms. Blue, who is in her own right a fantastic writer.  I must say that I enjoy these pieces as much as the stories.  I learned quite a bit about strap-ons just from the short how-to in Bisexual Husbands.  Having never used one, I appreciated the no-nonsense guide on not just how to strap on but how to do it successfully for both your pleasure and your partner’s.

Don’t think that just because this anthology addresses bisexuality in men head on (pun intended) that these stories have little to offer to those who are not either bisexual men or the wives of them.  In fact, the turn on in these stories may reside more with the fact that these are all stories of threesomes and most (not all) of the perspectives are from the viewpoint of the woman.  All of these wives are supportive of their husband's sexuality and needs even going so far as to support and encourage the expression thereof.  Here’s where Violet Blue transcends the art of fiction to bring in her clear perspective, as spouses we should be supportive of the most terrifying aspects of our partner’s sexuality because in the end there’s pleasure to be gained from their happiness and fulfillment.  And that the terror of bisexuality is contrived by social perceptions and gossip.  These stories go a long ways into dispelling any myths about bisexuality, making the new narrative just about pleasure between consenting adults with a few extra partners thrown in for good measure.