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Friday, June 8, 2012

For the few of you that follow this blog...
I have moved. I now post all of my personal stuff on a blog that lets me track IP addresses. :P
I'm now posting over at http://FuriesMag.com
Thanks loves!

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Suicide Girls

For those of you that ever had a question as to why I would do it or why I ever left:

The first time I got on SG was back in 2005. The boyfriend that I had at the time was a controlling nutjob. I was feeling really insecure and I needed an outlet to express myself in a sexual way where he wasn't involved.
I decided to leave SG because the aforementioned nutjob was getting pissy and it wasn't worth the hassle.
The second time I got on Suicide Girls was after I had my son. I was desperate for a way to reclaim my body for myself. Not only did Suicide Girls help me to take back my body, it helped me to reclaim my sexuality. SG and the members of SG helped me to become more confident in myself. Not to mention, really helped to increase my sex drive and strengthen my bond with my husband.

When I left Suicide Girls, the second time, it was because I had regained my sense of self. When you're really secure in the way you view yourself sexually, it frees you up to trust your partner more and to be able to explore more with him, especially if he's the one taking the pictures and helping you to feel sexy. Not to say that he wasn't a little happy that I resigned my hopeful status on SG. He was. But, because he let me go on that journey, I now feel that I can trust in him more to be able to let me be who I am.

I have stayed in touch with some of the friends that I made on Suicide Girls. I would never go back and undo the experience that I had. I am a very sexual person. That's part of who I am. To deny that, would be to deny a part of me. It was a liberating and powerful experience. You can judge me for it, but that makes you the bad guy, not me.

So, yes, there are nude pictures of me on the internet. AND, no, I am not ashamed. I don't even plan against taking more nude pictures in the future. It's always an option. I might even sell prints again. My husband is actually quite a talented photographer. When I'm 60 and starting to sag, I would like to look back and see how great I had it at one point.

One day, if my kids ever see them, I will explain what I was feeling and what I was going through. Hopefully they will understand. At the very least they will respect the decision that I made, because I am raising my children to be respectful, compassionate people. It never had an effect on who I was as a mother, because that is a different part of my life.

Be proud of who you are. Even if other people don't understand it.

love.love.love

[Also, don't forget that all of my paintings are 50% off in my shop on my website and all of my novelties(t-shirts, candle holders,etc) are also 50% off in my store on Etsy. I need the capital to start making these dresses!!! (I'm still very excited about it if you can't tell.)]



Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Are You Sure?

I found this today whilst "googling" myself:
http://boropulse.com/2011/04/red-rose-follow-up/


Usually I google myself out of boredom and get nothing out of it, but today, I'm really glad that I did it.


Especially because this article is partially incorrect in a couple of ways.
The city doesn't demolish a building if it's not up to code. They cite the owners first. The owners have to pay fines. The city isn't going to put money into tearing down a building if it isn't condemned. The Red Rose was never in danger of being demolished.
However, I did personally speak to a contact of one of the owners on the phone. She stated that they would rather sell to someone that would save the building, but that it has become too much of a monetary strain to keep it up to codes when their renters don't pay. It's an old building. Upkeep is extensive and needed on a regular basis. The upkeep is too tedious for the owners. They don't want to have to worry about it anymore.
They will start looking through bids to accept one sometime in the Fall if someone doesn't come up with the funding to buy it and restore it.


If there is a private investor or a way for a group of people to come together to buy the building that would be great. I'm still willing to hold a fundraiser to help restore. If you buy it with the intention of restoring it, please let me know.


It worries me how the 'boro Pulse doesn't even contact the person that they're quoting to get the information correct or to see if there have been any updates. Apparently, they've read my blog, but they don't really follow if they didn't see this article(http://lizkzook.blogspot.com/2011/03/got-600000.html) about me speaking with the owner's wife.


love.love.love


EDIT:
I forgot to mention that I also reached out to Greg Tucker, President of the Rutherford County Historical Society asking if they "might have an interest in this as well."
My reply from Mr. Tucker was: 
"I suggest you talk with Gloria Christy at Shacklett's Photo.  She was recently talking about a use for the old Red Rose building.  GT"
So, obviously, the Rutherford County Historical Society has no interest in the building.


I'm open to ideas if anyone has any.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Got $600,000?

Okay. I have to say, right off the bat, that I'm a little sad.

What I can say is that I had a very nice, very genuine conversation with the owner's wife. They are all sad to see it go. They have a sentimental attachment to this building and my heart really goes out to them for having to struggle with it for so long.
The only way that I can personally save The Red Rose is if I can raise $600,000 or find an investor to buy it.
The owners have had bids on the property. If it doesn't sell soon, they will accept a bid. 
They have no interest in The Red Rose any further than that.
I still hold out a small amount of hope that someone will take an interest and buy the building before a Walgreens makes the highest bid and it is torn down - like in some late century romance novel.
That's just the kind of person I am.

For now that's all I have.

love.love.love