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Loot Bags

I found a local queer artist (Lucky Little Queer on Etsy) who makes sapphic art and shhhhh don’t tell but I got these cute pieces for the loot bags for the upcoming Sapphic Slumber Party. I love them so much!!!

Babes Locked in Battle

Mars pinning down The Beekeeper, but not for long. 💘

Wicked Wands

Eden is such an industrious babe, when she couldn’t find a Canadian distributor for the heart-markers I have she decided to start experiamenting with her own. We tested her first batch out at the wrestling party, they are fabulous. She’s hoping to have them for sale soon. Stay tuned for info on how to get your own!

(Peach and Beth in the background getting that 80’s make up down.)

Be Cool Honey Bunny

My outfit for the wrestling party, in Eden’s room. (Side note she MADE the animal jewellery hangers and they are so cool.)

Ding Ding Ding 🔔

Turns out we have TWO black belts in the coven. Sabina and Bee. Here’s Sabina demonstrating a sweet pin on The Beekeeper. You can tell we were having fun. More to come, including a few fun stories. 💕

Marks and Milestones

I love marks, and I rarely get them. My soft tissues are stubborn, like the rest of me. Saturday night got a little wild, I was flogged hard by Ms.O with our new heavy white flogger. My ass and thighs were slashed with red welts, our session was long because I was enjoying the pain and warmth. We also tested out Eden’s new creations... she tried her hand at making some of those heart-shaped mark-makers I have. She did an excellent job (more on that later) and I was happily hit with the cute...

Down for a tussle?

Oh darlings. Our wrestling party was out of control and I’m gonna be sharing photos all week. Starting with this cute shot of The Beekeeper and Mars facing off with an arm wrestle. We had full-on wrestling, arm wrestling, and a balloon-popping wrestle/scissoring hybrid that I invented during the evening, all of which gave babes of all abilities and levels ways to get involved. It was such a fun and silly party, can’t wait to share the rest!

Be cool ❤️

Max helped me pick my outfit for tomorrow’s babely wrestling event.... here’s a sneak peek.

For your trophy case? 🏆

Eden made a belt for the winner of our wrestling night, and I made a trophy for whoever shows the most chutzpah. Yes, I glue-gunned it full of heart shaped glass beads. I’ll let you know who takes this beauty home tomorrow night!

Last Night

I had a date with Max last night at our usual hotel. I’ve mentioned before that each room is decorated by a different artist, well this one takes the cake! Please appreciate this INCREDIBLE feminist hair-porn wall piece. The longer we looked at it the more we loved it.

Fibre art installation by Allyson Mitchell

Wrasslin’

This Saturday is our first costume party in a long long while. My phone has been blowing up with coven babes sending me messages about their outfits for this kinky wrestling party. Max helped me pick my outfit when she was here last time. I modelled some things for her and she liked my retro look the best. These gloves don’t go with my outfit but another cutie is gonna borrow them. (With the explicit agreement that whoever wears them has to slap me with them. Because damn do I love leather ...

Party Prep

Going through old party photos and making promotional images is one of those fun behind-the-scenes jobs.

If you’re a sapphic patron who would like to attend the upcoming Sapphic Slumber Party send me a message and I can pass on more information.

Care-a-Lot 💘

Pretty sure I had these exact panties when I was a kid. Care Bears were one of my favourite things. I don’t really have an outlet for my “little self” these days, but I still like to indulge that side, tend to it a little.

Some of us like the snow...

My wild little pupper can’t resist frolicking in the fresh snowfall. I love this face so much. The main reasons I decided not to adopt the puppy last month is because my current little monster is such a handful. She was a rescue from a really shitty situation, and for the past two years we’ve been working on helping her to be a reasonable resident in our home. (I’m sympathetic to her... If you spent your first year in a cage with no human or animal contact you’d be a little excitable ...

⚡️

You know what makes me happy? Seeing her boots in my front hall. I want to frame this photo, an ode to her strength, her beauty, her nature. She was in my bed when I took it, I love having her close, having her in my space. She has brought so much tenderness to my life.

Sometimes straight girls hit on her thinking she’s a hot boy. I fucking love that her hotness defies gender. That no matter who people fuck they look at her and think “damn”. Her face is so beautiful it makes me w...

💄💋

We joked that if Elly ever made an album this would be the cover. Or that she should use it for her artist bio. What a beauty she is. ♥️

August 2018

Iconic

Max was telling me about one of her tinder dates, this one with a beautiful badass outgoing femme girl. They were super into each other, went out a few times, and when they went to hook up they realized they were both tops. They had both wrongfully assumed the other was a bottom. They were both so sure!!! “Why don’t you just bottom for tonight,” Max asked her playfully. “Why don’t you?” She replied quickly, with an eyebrow raised. Max put her hands up in forfeit, “Point made! Wa...

8 things

1. I got a notification from Dropbox that it was too full and I needed to upgrade or make room. Fuck an upgrade, so I went through and found some of the last pics my ex took of me. Fuck him, but my bum and hair look cute so here! 🍑

2. There are so many good things coming up here, next weekend is our GLOW party. Stick around for March to see alllllll of the kinky babe tussle pics! 🤼‍♀️ We also have a very sensual Spring Ritual 🌷🌱✨ planned with the coven, and the 7th S...

The Back

I told Max we need to find somewhere for me to wear this dress. She said I could wear it to give her a lapdance. 😳

Anatomy

She spreads her hand across my collar bones, thumb pressing against one side, pinky touching the other. She fawns over how little my clavicle is, how she can hold the whole thing in one hand. She kisses my wet lips, tells me I’m pretty, I melt for her.

When she holds me sometimes she lazily runs her finger tips along each one of my vertebrae from the base of my skull to my tailbone, tracing each one. She feels out the little muscles around my spine, sometimes names them out loud. She...

Tease 💘

This dress is so innocent and so slutty and there’s never an appropriate place to wear it.

Love Note 🍎

I got an unexpected love note from Elly in the mail, funny because I’ve been writing about her and sharing old pictures. It surprised me but it filled me with goodness. Apples and apple blossoms have really strong personal symbolism for me. Every house I lived in growing up had an apple tree, and the same is true for my mother. When my Dutch immigrant family moved to Canada after the war they worked on farms, eventually becoming apple farmers, some of my second cousins are still running orc...

Petty Poly Win

This is so petty but also so funny and I have nowhere else to share it.

My husband’s parents are American, conservative, religious and generally quite rigid. While we’ve never rubbed our lifestyle in their faces they see us as being counter-culture in many ways, and they have always led with a very WASP-y “don’t ask don’t tell” vibe.

But now we have this situation, we’re honest with our kids. We don’t lie about our other partners. The kids don’t think it’s a ...

Muse 💋

Elly always called me her muse, which thrilled me to no end. But she was my muse too. Some of my favourite photos I’ve taken are of her, her face, her body, our love. I love reading some of the words I wrote for her, they came so easily, inspired by her beauty and talent. I love how my pictures fueled her paintings and her painting fuelled my words and my words fuelled her arrival in my bed and her arrival in my bed fuelled more pictures. A constant exchange of creative adoration.

I ...

Poly Vacations and Positive Attitudes

Next week my husband is going on a beach vacation with his other partner. I’ve been suggesting for a while that he plan a solo getaway. I take trips to NYC to get a break from the demands of parenting and family responsibilities, and reconnect with friends, and I know how restorative it can be to have a change of scenery and some time alone.

A few months ago he asked what I would think about him and Ms.O taking a sunny getaway together instead. This is new in our poly lives. Neither ...

August 2018 💋

Elly, photo by me ♥️

February

It feels like February. The ground is hard and life has been Grey and cold. I’m grateful for those who bring me warmth.

Happy Valentine’s Day 💋

I think this might be the most romantic photo I’ve ever taken. I love it so much. It captured the eroticism and sensuality and high femme adoration of this entire afternoon in bed. I think it represents the feminine side of my sexuality perfectly. There are so many things about it I love; her focus on the mirror, primping, the playful lipstick marks all over us, evidence, the fact that she’s grinding against my leg, her beauty. It still feels like a dream, but I was there.

August, ...

Hard Limits and Her Softness

I can’t stop laughing this morning remembering some unintentional kink negotiation Monday night with Max.

We were snuggling, there hadn’t been any wrestling or resistance so my guard was down. With no warning she pinned my arms up and TICKLED MY FUCKING ARMPITS WITH FERVOUR.

Now I’m a kinky fucker, but tickling is a very hard limit for me. I hated being tickled as a kid, it made me feel so powerless and claustrophobic. It’s something I don’t enjoy. It’s always been of...

My Valentine 💝

I just got home from the sweetest valentine’s date with Max. I baked her a whole batch of chocolate cupcakes and she surprised me with this bracelet, a heart charm engraved with a lightning bolt. We walked from our hotel to the Andrea Gibson show, betting on how many of her tinder dates we’d see there. “Eh, can’t be worse than Pride,” she said with a smile. Andrea was brilliant, their words are always just the right thing. I’m trying to find the name of the first poem they perform...