Halloween just isn’t a big deal here in Australia. Trick or treating isn’t something that people get ready for and expect to have kids knocking on their door wanting sweets. The idea of dressing up is always something I like, for a party or whatever excuse.
What are you guys and girls dressing up as this year?
As we all know, the idea of being nude is a good one in my books, and nude sport, or at least watching nude sportsmen has always been an even better idea. Last night at aerials I may have proven to myself that it’s not at all a smart idea, no matter how visually appealing it might be.
We were learning a new trick that has to have been invented by a woman. There are many of these tricks in the reportoires of aerialists I’ve discovered but this one was the worst yet. If I’d been asked to try and father a child last night, I highly doubt it would have been at all possible.
There is a young guy in the class who is only 14 and is at a performing arts school. He’s a lovely kid but definitely a quirky kid. If he weren’t at an arts based school, I hazard a guess that he might be bullied. BUT, either the kid is wearing very un-supportive underwear or he’s doing rather well for himself at such a young age. Either way, a couple of us have noted that unless he is careful, it’s so “out there” that it is in danger of just being ripped off and it would be a shame to lose something obviously so large that I’m guessing has never been used by anyone else.
This week is travelling along nicely for me with a good week at work and class last night was challenging and great fun. The big part of the week for me was Monday morning’s couselling session. I have to say, while I’m not expecting miracles I do feel like it’s going to be beneficial. The counsellor was really good, challenging the way I look at some things and approach things. I’ve got some homework to do for next week’s session.
Anyway, enjoy the hot pics of naked men in reflection.
This is Mark Spano. He’s my pick for this year’s Australian Idol. He’s in the top 6 and has a brilliant rock voice. He sings the kind of rock songs that were around when I was at high school, like INXS and other Aussie bands like Noiseworks. Last week he absolutely nailed the Kings Of Leon song, Sex is on Fire. Last night he sang this beautiful version of the Stones “Angie”. He’s very sexy in a rough blokey kinda way. Yum.
This is Matthieu Helman, he’s only 22 and look at that body! Is his waist smaller than my thigh? He’s a stuntman and model who is a delicious mix of Asian and French. What a great arse on him!
Any long-term readers of this blog will realise that I have a few issues and insecurities around relationships and men. I’ve been fucked over by a couple of people in the last few years and it’s shaken me a bit. I’ve never had a lot of confidence around relationships and like I said yesterday the Sex and the City movie leaves me crying my eyes out because it pushes buttons about not being enough to keep someone, being cheated on, dying alone and all that stuff. Melodramatic I know, but you get my point.
SO, tomorrow I’m starting the process of having my baggage repacked so that rather than having to check it in and pay excess, it will hopefully now fit in the overhead compartment and stop crippling me. Everyone picks up little souvenirs to put in their baggage from relationships past, it’s just whether it’s souvenirs worth having or should they just be thrown out along with the guy?
Guys I meet clearly see the neon “desperate” sign above my head and run a million miles. Yes I want a relationship and I don’t think that’s a bad thing, but I do want to be able to say that I’m content if that doesn’t happen.
I have six sessions lined up with a counsellor starting tomorrow morning, once a week. Fingers crossed it will help. If I feel like it’s getting my baggage from a full matching travel set, to just a small overnight bag, and I need to keep it up, then I will certainly keep it going past the six sessions. Now… where do I find a straight jacket to match my new jeans?
My mother will attest to the fact that I was born really early and that I’ve never been late for anything in my life. Today though, I accidentally took that a little far. This year daylight saving was moved to start 3 weeks early here, so it started at the beginning of October and we all put our clocks forward one hour. Last night without my knowledge my mobile phone went forward another hour, because last night was when daylight savings would have kicked in normally. So I got up, got my stuff together and headed for the beach like I planned at around ten. I rang a mate to see if he was joining me as planned. He said “I thought you were leaving around ten?” I said I was and he proceeded to tell me it was only 9.30 now! Once I worked out what had happend, I had a chuckle, opened my book and proceeded to chill out on what was a fairly quiet beach at 9.30am.
Late in November, Angelo is bringing another exhibition of his beautiful manscapes to Sydney. Come along to the Blank Space Gallery in Surry Hills to check them out!
I don’t know why they did it, but they had a bloody good laugh doing it. I am intrigued as to who came up with the idea of getting naked, getting a small bouncing castle and sliding down the stairs in it. There has to be an assumption alcohol was involved.
I’m reminding you all that you have 6 days left to get your Aussielicious Film Festival entries in. Not that I’m really expecting you to, as the response has been totally underwhelming, with one entry so far, but I’m still hoping. This video is a news story and kinda goes well with the tone of Aussielicious, ie hot guys naked in public. Who doesn’t love that?
Finding the right pair of jeans has always been a dilemma for me. Years ago at the end of high school I was a loyal Levi 501 boy. Now, I’ve tried many different brands and most of them feel like they are up around my nipples somewhere. While trying not to look like someone desperately clinging to their long-gone youth, I also don’t want to be wearing the kind of jeans my father could wear.
I had a fantastic pair of Diesels that I bought about 5 years ago but they finally gave up the ghost about two years ago after intensive wearing, I just wore them out. I’ve had another pair of diesels that I bought on sale, because I just can’t justify that kind of money on jeans, but they were the ones that ripped recently and needed replacing. SO, I found a style that fits me really well, I like them, and, heaven forbid, they aren’t as expensive as my car, which isn’t as much of a stretch as it sounds. I had a pale wash pair of Lee L2’s, and today I bought the same style in a different colour. It’s such a personal thing with jeans, we wear them so much, they have to make you feel good or you are going out feeling less than your best.
Today I went and got a few things I needed and a pair of jeans that I wanted to replace some that ripped a little while ago. The jeans were discounted so of course I went and spent the discount on the Sex and the City Movie DVD. I don’t know why I torture myself like that. It makes me cry every time. It’s like those people who cut themselves. It’s emotional self torture.
Our silks teacher is getting us to play around with doubles tricks and the girl I’m working with is so much fun, but it got me looking around youtube. I found this gorgeous routine with Nick Beyeler and another hottie at Les Farfadais. It’s simple (looking) but stunning.
Today some presale tickets went on sale for the third and final Sydney show in Kylie’s X2008 tour. So I went online in the first minute of their availability and I have two tickets in the first section! I can’t wait. I’ll get to have a warm up on the Sunday night further back and then, knowing what to expect on the Wednesday, being so close I’ll be absolutely stupid with excitement. I get weird at a Kylie show. Love it.