What do you think? A friend on a forum posted this girl and I thought the outfit was fantastically brilliant. Full body stocking...Mmm. Talk about erotic!
Showing posts with label Girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Girls. Show all posts
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Nice Outfit?
What do you think? A friend on a forum posted this girl and I thought the outfit was fantastically brilliant. Full body stocking...Mmm. Talk about erotic!
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Dark World
Ok, so yeah.
I've been thinking about getting a piercing. If you're a frequent reader of my Blog or a close friend your jaw might have just dropped, but hear me out.
I've really grown a fascination with piercings, and I suppose that's because they're a tad rebellious, awesome and kind of sexy too. Unlike the vast of teenagers, I missed my stage of growing-up rebellion. I feel that now as my lifestyle and appearance continues to molt, I must take a course of uncharted and unexplored form. And that all started with the urge to grow my hair long, but now, I want to - cheesy though it sounds - further create an identity for myself. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm more than happy with my current appearance, just looking to make myself all that bit more special. :-p This fascination with piercings started it's development ever since I not only moved to Vancouver, but started cracking to the dark and melodic tunes of Porcupine Tree. Go figure, I'm turning emo. Nah, just joking. I'll never be a skinny little emo boy with false dyed black hair.
But anyhow, I do admit to feeling that I've grown a curious indulgence into the world of modern 'punk' and 'emo'. That being said, I've grown a strong attraction to women of a darker nature; more rockin', more out-spoken. Girls with piercings, girls who wear dark make up and girls who dye their hair crazy colours. Yes, I've grown attracted to 'emo' and 'punk' girls. Please seeing the following pictures for examples:
Those who truly know me will know that I've never been one to follow trends, so I don't think this is just a passing phase but rather something that's been building up over the years.
And it's the good 'ol argument, eh? Beauty is the eye of the beholder. I know tons of people who would think these girls are disgusting. But of course, I whole-heartedly disagree with that. I think these girls are not only fantastically beautiful, but utterly special.
I know, I know. Some people are probably rolling in their graves right now, but oh well. You like what you like.
Oh wait - what was this about? Oh yes, the piercing.
The actual consideration as to getting a piercing of some sort is largely in thanks to a female friend (Wai-Lee) living in Burnaby, who I met online a few months ago. Actually, the two of us are planning meet up this weekend and go on a photospree.
Anyway, she's got five piercings herself; one in her lip, one in each ear and one in each breast nipple. After expressing my interest to her about myself getting one, she told me that she thought I'd look good with an eyebrow piercing. I hadn't put much into it before hand, but after a few days of thought I could finally see where she was coming from. And I now concur. Very much so indeed.
And after additional thought, I've been thinking a lip piercing would be pretty rad too. Mind you, If I do go through with it, it'll only be one of the two - not both. However, they are downsides to having either of them.
Lip piercing have a tendency to make gums recede. Even Wai-Lee told me that it has happened to her. Mind you, it's less obtrusive on the gums if the ring is placed to either the left or right as it leaves more roof for the stainless steel ring (and that's what I had planned anyway). Other than that, the piercing takes 2 to 4 weeks to heal in which you must use special alochol-free mouth wash and sea salts.
An eyebrow piercing is a little less of a hassle and is much less prone to causing bodily injury. However, the healing process takes 6 to 8 weeks and in that time, one must be careful not to mix oily hair jam packed with gel into the wound as it will cause an infection. Care procedures from this point are swabbing on a special cleaning soap on the wound 2 times a day. At this particular time, my hair is bloody long. Hangs over my brow and has even caused a few zits in this particular facial region. Could be an infection waiting to happen (assuming I get the piercing in the brow). And considering the time it's taken to grow my hair this long, I have no intentions of cutting it.
Having the opportunity to talk with someone who has to live with a lip piercing has greatly comforted me. After all, she does have first hand experience...
And no, I'm not worried about the pain and etc of the procedure it's self. On average, it takes them 2-3 minutes as they jam a needle through your brow and/or lip. Sure, it'll hurt, but only for a short second. Not to mention, I'm no stranger to pain. I walk around Vancouver with ripped up heels pouring blood into a nice pair of grey socks. And yes, it hurts like hell. I've got so many scars on my feet you wouldn't believe it.
But enough about that, let's go onto initial reaction from others. And they are? Uhh, I've only two told people about it; Wai-Lee (the girl with the piercing) and my father. My father is quite sensible on the matter. Not over bearing by any means. Though honestly, he doesn't like the idea as, A) he thinks the girls won't like me as much and B) as short as it may be, the operation it's self. He's easily sickened and not a fan of hooks being ripped through any of his body parts. Haha.
Piercing Style:
As to the exact piercing, If it be a eyebrow one, I'd like something like this:
Love the green colour especially.
If I went with a lip piercing, I'd like something like THIS (green) or THIS (blue). Green's my favourite colour, whilst blue matches me eye colour.
I'm excited. And more so towards the prospect of a lip piercing than a brow one. Will keep you mofo's informed.
Ciao for now.
I've been thinking about getting a piercing. If you're a frequent reader of my Blog or a close friend your jaw might have just dropped, but hear me out.
I've really grown a fascination with piercings, and I suppose that's because they're a tad rebellious, awesome and kind of sexy too. Unlike the vast of teenagers, I missed my stage of growing-up rebellion. I feel that now as my lifestyle and appearance continues to molt, I must take a course of uncharted and unexplored form. And that all started with the urge to grow my hair long, but now, I want to - cheesy though it sounds - further create an identity for myself. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm more than happy with my current appearance, just looking to make myself all that bit more special. :-p This fascination with piercings started it's development ever since I not only moved to Vancouver, but started cracking to the dark and melodic tunes of Porcupine Tree. Go figure, I'm turning emo. Nah, just joking. I'll never be a skinny little emo boy with false dyed black hair.
But anyhow, I do admit to feeling that I've grown a curious indulgence into the world of modern 'punk' and 'emo'. That being said, I've grown a strong attraction to women of a darker nature; more rockin', more out-spoken. Girls with piercings, girls who wear dark make up and girls who dye their hair crazy colours. Yes, I've grown attracted to 'emo' and 'punk' girls. Please seeing the following pictures for examples:
Those who truly know me will know that I've never been one to follow trends, so I don't think this is just a passing phase but rather something that's been building up over the years.
And it's the good 'ol argument, eh? Beauty is the eye of the beholder. I know tons of people who would think these girls are disgusting. But of course, I whole-heartedly disagree with that. I think these girls are not only fantastically beautiful, but utterly special.
I know, I know. Some people are probably rolling in their graves right now, but oh well. You like what you like.
Oh wait - what was this about? Oh yes, the piercing.
The actual consideration as to getting a piercing of some sort is largely in thanks to a female friend (Wai-Lee) living in Burnaby, who I met online a few months ago. Actually, the two of us are planning meet up this weekend and go on a photospree.
Anyway, she's got five piercings herself; one in her lip, one in each ear and one in each breast nipple. After expressing my interest to her about myself getting one, she told me that she thought I'd look good with an eyebrow piercing. I hadn't put much into it before hand, but after a few days of thought I could finally see where she was coming from. And I now concur. Very much so indeed.
And after additional thought, I've been thinking a lip piercing would be pretty rad too. Mind you, If I do go through with it, it'll only be one of the two - not both. However, they are downsides to having either of them.
Lip piercing have a tendency to make gums recede. Even Wai-Lee told me that it has happened to her. Mind you, it's less obtrusive on the gums if the ring is placed to either the left or right as it leaves more roof for the stainless steel ring (and that's what I had planned anyway). Other than that, the piercing takes 2 to 4 weeks to heal in which you must use special alochol-free mouth wash and sea salts.
An eyebrow piercing is a little less of a hassle and is much less prone to causing bodily injury. However, the healing process takes 6 to 8 weeks and in that time, one must be careful not to mix oily hair jam packed with gel into the wound as it will cause an infection. Care procedures from this point are swabbing on a special cleaning soap on the wound 2 times a day. At this particular time, my hair is bloody long. Hangs over my brow and has even caused a few zits in this particular facial region. Could be an infection waiting to happen (assuming I get the piercing in the brow). And considering the time it's taken to grow my hair this long, I have no intentions of cutting it.
Having the opportunity to talk with someone who has to live with a lip piercing has greatly comforted me. After all, she does have first hand experience...
And no, I'm not worried about the pain and etc of the procedure it's self. On average, it takes them 2-3 minutes as they jam a needle through your brow and/or lip. Sure, it'll hurt, but only for a short second. Not to mention, I'm no stranger to pain. I walk around Vancouver with ripped up heels pouring blood into a nice pair of grey socks. And yes, it hurts like hell. I've got so many scars on my feet you wouldn't believe it.
But enough about that, let's go onto initial reaction from others. And they are? Uhh, I've only two told people about it; Wai-Lee (the girl with the piercing) and my father. My father is quite sensible on the matter. Not over bearing by any means. Though honestly, he doesn't like the idea as, A) he thinks the girls won't like me as much and B) as short as it may be, the operation it's self. He's easily sickened and not a fan of hooks being ripped through any of his body parts. Haha.
Piercing Style:
As to the exact piercing, If it be a eyebrow one, I'd like something like this:
Love the green colour especially.
If I went with a lip piercing, I'd like something like THIS (green) or THIS (blue). Green's my favourite colour, whilst blue matches me eye colour.
I'm excited. And more so towards the prospect of a lip piercing than a brow one. Will keep you mofo's informed.
Ciao for now.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
I wrote this post this past Saturday on a sheet of paper and have just now gotten the chance to post it. Given that a terrible tragedy happened last night, I thought I'd better post it before I announce the bad news.
Oh my, where do we start?
How about we lay it simple: life is going well. Actually, "well" is more than somewhat of an understatement... "Fantastic" better describes how I've been feeling as of late. I feel better now than I have in the last seven years, and I sincerely mean that.
Finally, I feel as if things are going my way. Disappointments seems minuscule, meanwhile depression and unhappiness seem nearly non-existent. I've been waiting for this type of mental re-brith every since the beginning of this decade.
As I've explained oh-so many times before, the year 2000 was essentially a stop-gap in my life, but now - after a seemingly endless amount of problems - things are starting to look good.
Whilst I still have yet to sort my education, rest assure, I'm working on it. And when it's sorted, I'll welcome it with open arms. In the meantime, I'm just a happy person all-around. For instance, I'm feeling more confident not only about things as they are, but about the future. I'll just have to continue to do my best.
Other than that, I am pleased to say that my meet up with Mandie (the girl I met last weekend at Oakridge mall) went well. I truly believe that the two of us had a fantastic time together. However, that's all I'll say on the subject because I wouldn't want to be pushing my luck, but ultimately, don't believe it's fair to kiss & tell. I have a lot of respect for Mandie, and have no desire to treat her like some trophy. The only thing I'll say is that I really like her. She sets my mind and heart my free. I've never met anyone like her before, and am sure I never will again.
On the automotive front, Dad has bought a new car! Oh yes, it was time and let me say: it's one hell of a purchase. It's a gold/champagne coloured 1999 Acura RL 3.5 with just 54,000km. In short, the car is absolutely mind and has hardly ever been used.
And, umm, what else?
Evidently, I haven't been able to blog anywhere as much I have the past. Why? Well, it's not so much as I haven't the time, but more because I'm too busy enjoying life. Forum life, for instance, has taken a big hit. My usual online-forum visits have drastically declined. But you know, I don't really care about that. Silly though it sounds, I feel as if happiness has found me. And it's been a long time coming.
Oh my, where do we start?
How about we lay it simple: life is going well. Actually, "well" is more than somewhat of an understatement... "Fantastic" better describes how I've been feeling as of late. I feel better now than I have in the last seven years, and I sincerely mean that.
Finally, I feel as if things are going my way. Disappointments seems minuscule, meanwhile depression and unhappiness seem nearly non-existent. I've been waiting for this type of mental re-brith every since the beginning of this decade.
As I've explained oh-so many times before, the year 2000 was essentially a stop-gap in my life, but now - after a seemingly endless amount of problems - things are starting to look good.
Whilst I still have yet to sort my education, rest assure, I'm working on it. And when it's sorted, I'll welcome it with open arms. In the meantime, I'm just a happy person all-around. For instance, I'm feeling more confident not only about things as they are, but about the future. I'll just have to continue to do my best.
Other than that, I am pleased to say that my meet up with Mandie (the girl I met last weekend at Oakridge mall) went well. I truly believe that the two of us had a fantastic time together. However, that's all I'll say on the subject because I wouldn't want to be pushing my luck, but ultimately, don't believe it's fair to kiss & tell. I have a lot of respect for Mandie, and have no desire to treat her like some trophy. The only thing I'll say is that I really like her. She sets my mind and heart my free. I've never met anyone like her before, and am sure I never will again.
On the automotive front, Dad has bought a new car! Oh yes, it was time and let me say: it's one hell of a purchase. It's a gold/champagne coloured 1999 Acura RL 3.5 with just 54,000km. In short, the car is absolutely mind and has hardly ever been used.
And, umm, what else?
Evidently, I haven't been able to blog anywhere as much I have the past. Why? Well, it's not so much as I haven't the time, but more because I'm too busy enjoying life. Forum life, for instance, has taken a big hit. My usual online-forum visits have drastically declined. But you know, I don't really care about that. Silly though it sounds, I feel as if happiness has found me. And it's been a long time coming.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Weekly Catch Up
Ok, here we are. It's weekly catch up, and I'm absolutely burned out.
Evidently, I haven't been Blogging anywhere as much as I'd like since the arrival Christmas, but I hate to leave my precious online-diary (that's what these are folks - face the music) neglected. I don't even know where to begin to cover the last three weeks, but I'll do my best. It goes a little like this:
Hair:
My hair's longer than it has ever been before in my life.
HotorNot:
I once had a total of 17 double-match girls on HotOrNot.com and am currently speaking with five of them. Oddly enough, three of the five happen to be a great distance away from where I live. Whilst one of them lives in Vancouver (Mandie), the other four live in Calgary (Sarah - yes, that Sarah), two in Burnaby (Wai-Lee & Kendra) and one in Taiwan (Tiffany)
I recently got back in touch with Sarah -it's a long story - and have been talking to her about the possibility of flying into Calgary so that we can meet-up. Meanwhile, the messages between the two of us have gotten quite personal - not in regards to private life, but sexually. Not online-sex per se, but a definite tension. That's all I'm going to say.
Another girl who I just recently met on the site is one named "Wai-Lee". Thus far, we've only exchanged one email with each other, but let me tell you - big wow! I reckon she's one helluva of a girl. As she pointed out, she was stuck dumb by the fact that I not only had an IQ above ".5", but had something to say.
And the girl in Taiwan.... is just brilliant. She's not only very expressive, but artistic.
Meanwhile, Kendra's a Christian and Mandie is a complete video-game freak. They are all very different from each other, and I can't wait to talk to each one of them again.
Music:
Hmm, where are we here... Oh yeah, Rush and Porcupine Tree. 'Nuff said.
AutoSavant:
Just finished writing a new automotive article for AS, and having taken a long writing-break, it was an absolute pain to write. Took what seemed like forever.
Facebook:
I'm afraid to admit it, but I'm addicted to FB. I've been wasting countless numbers of hours on this site, and it's only getting more addictive as time passes. Not only have I've since long accepted my mother's invitation to be added as a friend, but we've exchanged a few emails - nothing of real importance - just a simple "Hi, how are you doing" kind of thing. Thankfully though, in contacting her, I've gotten her to post some old photos of myself (unknown age)
Oh, and I got my father to join Facebook too... (he's already addicted)
Miscellaneous:
I'm still looking to sort of my education, but my transcripts from Alberta have not yet arrived. It's taking a long fucking time. I suppose I'd better give them a call as I would not be the least bit surprised if one of those goverment hacks lost my request.
Over and out.
Evidently, I haven't been Blogging anywhere as much as I'd like since the arrival Christmas, but I hate to leave my precious online-diary (that's what these are folks - face the music) neglected. I don't even know where to begin to cover the last three weeks, but I'll do my best. It goes a little like this:
Hair:
My hair's longer than it has ever been before in my life.
HotorNot:
I once had a total of 17 double-match girls on HotOrNot.com and am currently speaking with five of them. Oddly enough, three of the five happen to be a great distance away from where I live. Whilst one of them lives in Vancouver (Mandie), the other four live in Calgary (Sarah - yes, that Sarah), two in Burnaby (Wai-Lee & Kendra) and one in Taiwan (Tiffany)
I recently got back in touch with Sarah -it's a long story - and have been talking to her about the possibility of flying into Calgary so that we can meet-up. Meanwhile, the messages between the two of us have gotten quite personal - not in regards to private life, but sexually. Not online-sex per se, but a definite tension. That's all I'm going to say.
Another girl who I just recently met on the site is one named "Wai-Lee". Thus far, we've only exchanged one email with each other, but let me tell you - big wow! I reckon she's one helluva of a girl. As she pointed out, she was stuck dumb by the fact that I not only had an IQ above ".5", but had something to say.
And the girl in Taiwan.... is just brilliant. She's not only very expressive, but artistic.
Meanwhile, Kendra's a Christian and Mandie is a complete video-game freak. They are all very different from each other, and I can't wait to talk to each one of them again.
Music:
Hmm, where are we here... Oh yeah, Rush and Porcupine Tree. 'Nuff said.
AutoSavant:
Just finished writing a new automotive article for AS, and having taken a long writing-break, it was an absolute pain to write. Took what seemed like forever.
Facebook:
I'm afraid to admit it, but I'm addicted to FB. I've been wasting countless numbers of hours on this site, and it's only getting more addictive as time passes. Not only have I've since long accepted my mother's invitation to be added as a friend, but we've exchanged a few emails - nothing of real importance - just a simple "Hi, how are you doing" kind of thing. Thankfully though, in contacting her, I've gotten her to post some old photos of myself (unknown age)
Oh, and I got my father to join Facebook too... (he's already addicted)
Miscellaneous:
I'm still looking to sort of my education, but my transcripts from Alberta have not yet arrived. It's taking a long fucking time. I suppose I'd better give them a call as I would not be the least bit surprised if one of those goverment hacks lost my request.
Over and out.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Christmas Eve
Wow. It truly is unbelievable that as I write this message, it is Christmas Eve. Seems like it kind of snuck up out of no where, if you know what I mean.
And you know what? This is the first Christmas Eve in the last seven years that I've actually enjoyed. And ironically, it also happens to be the first one that doesn't feel like Christmas Eve.
As I mentioned some time ago, I have had a string of awful Christmas' over the last several years. And when I say "awful", I truly mean it.
This year is a little different though. I'm feeling fantastic because the today has played out in a manor in which I wanted it to play out, for a change. And I must mention that even despite the horrible cold (throat, nose and head) which I've been fending off for the last three days, my Christmas hasn't been ruined even the least bit.
Woke up at 4:30am, ate and then surfed the net for a few hours. And after I saw that I had a new double-match on HotorNot.com, felt totally confident and happy. Really look forwarding to talk with her.
After that, I spent the entire day with my father around various locations in Vancouver; a few of which included Granville Island, exotic car dealers and Jericho Beach. So, suffice to say, I got lots of exercise today and am feeling completely refreshed.
And for the last couple of hours, I've not only been surfing the net, but rocking out to as much music as I bloody want. And because my house-neighbours went away for Christmas this past Saturday, I get to listen to it at any volume I desire. I've been listening to Rush and Porcupine Tree non-effing-stop. In fact, I'm listening to Rush's 1989 album, "Presto" at the moment...
Essentially what I'm trying to say is that I think what most people fail to recognize, is that Christmas is something different for everyone. While some people's idea of great Christmas consists of a big party, a thousand family members, turkey and a ton of presents, my idea of a great Christmas is a great deal simpler. Hell, I didn't even set up a tree. In fact, my house looks identical to how it did 6 months ago. No decorations, no nothing. And I wouldn't have it any other way. For me, Christmas is best enjoyed with few family members (my dad specifically), food (other than Turkey - perhaps Pizza), loud music and next to nothing when it comes presents. Truth be told, I hardly got any presents for Christmas this year, but couldn't care. I've got my dad, and I've got my music.
And you know what I'm going to do first thing tomorrow morning? I'm going to listen to Rush's "Snakes & Arrows"... And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it. Now this is what I call a great Christmas.
Oh, and here's something that makes me that little bit happier.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Common Characteristics
Rather than going through the entire process of explaining my affection for girls with dyed hair yet again, I'll leave you with this link >> I Love Dyed Hair
Anyways, in looking through HotorNot.com over the last couple of days, I have noticed there is a specific set of characteristics for girls who like do dye their hair. The first and foremost being that nearly all of them have piercings; particularly face piercings. Not that I'm complaining... Oh no, I haven't a problem with a few piercings as long as the face doesn't look like a jewelry rack. The second most common characteristic and the one that doesn't fit my personality, is that most of them are hardcore emo chicks who are into hardcore punk and metal music. Additionally, most of them aren't into "regular" looking guys such as myself, but more the emo type rocker guy who - naturally - plays in a band. And lastly, they like to party and drink like a hound. Therefore, most aren't anywhere close to my personality type.
They're not all like this, but truth be told, close to 85% of them are. I feel disappointed, but I guess I should have known better.
In any event, here are some of my favourite "dyed hair girls" that I've found on HotorNot.com over the last couple of days:
My comments:
Picture 1: Very interesting application of dye. Cute girl too.
Picture 2: Hair looks fantastic. She's cute as well!
Picture 3: This girl is one of the best I've ever seen on HON. And yes, I'm being serious. I like her a whole lot! Love the application of dye too; the colours (green & red) are applied in a streaking style.
Anyways, in looking through HotorNot.com over the last couple of days, I have noticed there is a specific set of characteristics for girls who like do dye their hair. The first and foremost being that nearly all of them have piercings; particularly face piercings. Not that I'm complaining... Oh no, I haven't a problem with a few piercings as long as the face doesn't look like a jewelry rack. The second most common characteristic and the one that doesn't fit my personality, is that most of them are hardcore emo chicks who are into hardcore punk and metal music. Additionally, most of them aren't into "regular" looking guys such as myself, but more the emo type rocker guy who - naturally - plays in a band. And lastly, they like to party and drink like a hound. Therefore, most aren't anywhere close to my personality type.
They're not all like this, but truth be told, close to 85% of them are. I feel disappointed, but I guess I should have known better.
In any event, here are some of my favourite "dyed hair girls" that I've found on HotorNot.com over the last couple of days:
My comments:
Picture 1: Very interesting application of dye. Cute girl too.
Picture 2: Hair looks fantastic. She's cute as well!
Picture 3: This girl is one of the best I've ever seen on HON. And yes, I'm being serious. I like her a whole lot! Love the application of dye too; the colours (green & red) are applied in a streaking style.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
I Love Dyed Hair
I know I've mentioned it before, but I just feel the urge to show my further appreciation for Girls who dye their hair radical colours. Having seen many more Women with coloured streaked hair since my last post about the subject, I have come to the conclusion that this trend is the shit (excuse the ghetto slang). This has got to be one of the biggest female trends out there, and I absolutely love it.
Now, don't get me wrong - I realize that some Girls make a complete hash out of dyed hair. Sometimes it can look so awful you wish to stab a pair of scissors in your eyes... But when it's done right, it can truly be something wonderful.
As for the colour: well, I like most everything, except for blue. Blue can be alright in small doses, but an entire head dyed with blue colouring? Ohyyy..
Anyways, I'll pulled up a few examples (off Google) of what I like:
These are the more conventional examples (partially streaked).
Below are two which are evidently insane; much less subtle than the above, but you know, I still think they look great.
And now to answer the question you're most likely wanting an answer to: man, what the hell are you thinking?
Actually, I find the whole fascination with it as interesting as you probably do. Why does someone like myself - conservative, not flashy, quiet - happen to have an affection for girls with crazy coloured hair? Well, I guess it's because It not only symbolizes a sense of independence (rebellion too, I suppose), but confidence, as well as character. Any girl who is daring enough to dye her hair completely green has got to be an interesting person. And as far as I'm concerned, that's sexy.
Mind you, that doesn't mean that I'm not interested in girls with naturally coloured hair - oh of course not. I love naturally coloured hair, but just have a great deal of affection for crazy coloured hair too.
Now, don't get me wrong - I realize that some Girls make a complete hash out of dyed hair. Sometimes it can look so awful you wish to stab a pair of scissors in your eyes... But when it's done right, it can truly be something wonderful.
As for the colour: well, I like most everything, except for blue. Blue can be alright in small doses, but an entire head dyed with blue colouring? Ohyyy..
Anyways, I'll pulled up a few examples (off Google) of what I like:
These are the more conventional examples (partially streaked).
Below are two which are evidently insane; much less subtle than the above, but you know, I still think they look great.
And now to answer the question you're most likely wanting an answer to: man, what the hell are you thinking?
Actually, I find the whole fascination with it as interesting as you probably do. Why does someone like myself - conservative, not flashy, quiet - happen to have an affection for girls with crazy coloured hair? Well, I guess it's because It not only symbolizes a sense of independence (rebellion too, I suppose), but confidence, as well as character. Any girl who is daring enough to dye her hair completely green has got to be an interesting person. And as far as I'm concerned, that's sexy.
Mind you, that doesn't mean that I'm not interested in girls with naturally coloured hair - oh of course not. I love naturally coloured hair, but just have a great deal of affection for crazy coloured hair too.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Emo's & Their Activities
So what about 'em? Well, it had recently occurred to me that I had yet to write a post about this supposed new sub-culture of Goths which we refer to as "Emo's". If you haven't a clue as to what an "emo" is - which honestly would surprise me - check Wikipedia's entry HERE.
Anyways, it's no secret that those classified as "emo's" are not openly welcomed by the general public. They are most always criticized, ridiculed, made fun of - you name it, actually. Often they're stereotyped as "Satan Worshippers", "drug addicts", "suicide-thinkers", "depressives", "complainers" and God knows what else. Talk to most anyone, and they'll say: "emo's, what a bunch of losers".
Though here and now, I have something to get off my chest. Something which I haven't told even my closest of buddies (until now) for the fear of them not understanding. I don't see why everyone hates them so much. Now don't get me wrong, I'm as guilty as anyone for making jokes in relevance to them, but deep down, I do it purely it for personal entertainment and think no where as little of these people as some do. It's just a sub-culture, it's nothing evil or demonic. Truth be told, tis no different that some materialistic metrosexual bastard who buys things for self satisfaction and boast-ability. I think no less, or no more of them than the emo culture. And I pose the question regarding their complaining: are they really that different than "us"? Hell, I know tons of people who are nothing similar to that of am emo and complain to no-end. And myself... I complain all of the time; non-stop in fact. Yet, I'm not an emo. If complaining makes me emo, we might as include everyone who has a Blog and a MySpace too.
In any event, another reason why I wrote this post is because I once knew a girl who was pretty much an emo. She didn't have dyed hair, nor ghostly makeup, but she did wear lots of strange black clothing (long coats), complained to no end, and had somewhat of a boys haircut. And despite that, we became great friends and no, she didn't draw satanic circles on her bedroom floor. Nah, she was just normal. Admittedly though, I know that she had the hots for me, and thus is most likely the reason she befriended me in the first place - though we were never Boyfriend and Girlfriend.
And though I'm not into the whole emo thing, I wouldn't have any issue dating someone who is a bit of a emo or social outcast; whatever you wish to call 'em.
Anyways, it's no secret that those classified as "emo's" are not openly welcomed by the general public. They are most always criticized, ridiculed, made fun of - you name it, actually. Often they're stereotyped as "Satan Worshippers", "drug addicts", "suicide-thinkers", "depressives", "complainers" and God knows what else. Talk to most anyone, and they'll say: "emo's, what a bunch of losers".
Though here and now, I have something to get off my chest. Something which I haven't told even my closest of buddies (until now) for the fear of them not understanding. I don't see why everyone hates them so much. Now don't get me wrong, I'm as guilty as anyone for making jokes in relevance to them, but deep down, I do it purely it for personal entertainment and think no where as little of these people as some do. It's just a sub-culture, it's nothing evil or demonic. Truth be told, tis no different that some materialistic metrosexual bastard who buys things for self satisfaction and boast-ability. I think no less, or no more of them than the emo culture. And I pose the question regarding their complaining: are they really that different than "us"? Hell, I know tons of people who are nothing similar to that of am emo and complain to no-end. And myself... I complain all of the time; non-stop in fact. Yet, I'm not an emo. If complaining makes me emo, we might as include everyone who has a Blog and a MySpace too.
In any event, another reason why I wrote this post is because I once knew a girl who was pretty much an emo. She didn't have dyed hair, nor ghostly makeup, but she did wear lots of strange black clothing (long coats), complained to no end, and had somewhat of a boys haircut. And despite that, we became great friends and no, she didn't draw satanic circles on her bedroom floor. Nah, she was just normal. Admittedly though, I know that she had the hots for me, and thus is most likely the reason she befriended me in the first place - though we were never Boyfriend and Girlfriend.
And though I'm not into the whole emo thing, I wouldn't have any issue dating someone who is a bit of a emo or social outcast; whatever you wish to call 'em.
Monday, September 10, 2007
A Great Present
One of the few presents that I recieved for my Birthday yesterday, were these photos from an online friend. They're so great that I thought I'd share them on my Blog.
Once again, thanks Brian.
Once again, thanks Brian.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Saturday Boredom
Hmmm...
I'm reporting here (wtf, is this a news station?) from my home on this warm and sunny Saturday afternoon.
In lieu of my birthday this tomorrow, I am planning to just chill-out this weekend. Not doing anything cool I am afraid, more rest and relaxation if anything.
Just came back from my daily 45 minute walk. Feeling ok...
Went to Best Buy earlier today to pickup a few CD's - those ended up being Tom Cochrane "Victory Day" and Tears For Fears "Songs from the Big Chair". Excellent albums the pair (to say the least).
Other than that, I went ate at a Vietnamese (or was it Chinese...) restaurant where I encountered a stunningly beautiful part-Pakistani (or at least I assume) girl. Better yet, she was showing interest in me long before I even noticed her.
She arrived a little after I came into the restaurant and ordered.
Once my plate arrived, I started to eat and noticed that she was staring at me from across the room and trust me, it was not because I was in her focal point. Why do I say that? Because when I looked over at her, she quickly looked away with a slight shade of embarrassment attempting to make it look like she was not looking over at me. You know, that silly cat and mouse game us Humans oh so like to play.
What a spectacular looking chick too.. Absolutely beautiful and in a classic sense. She wasn't overly trendy, just nicely dressed. To be honest, I can hardly believe a girl that good looking was looking at me... Of course, I could be entirely wrong (about her looking at me because she thought I was attractive), but I somehow don't think so.
OMFG..eh?
I'm reporting here (wtf, is this a news station?) from my home on this warm and sunny Saturday afternoon.
In lieu of my birthday this tomorrow, I am planning to just chill-out this weekend. Not doing anything cool I am afraid, more rest and relaxation if anything.
Just came back from my daily 45 minute walk. Feeling ok...
Went to Best Buy earlier today to pickup a few CD's - those ended up being Tom Cochrane "Victory Day" and Tears For Fears "Songs from the Big Chair". Excellent albums the pair (to say the least).
Other than that, I went ate at a Vietnamese (or was it Chinese...) restaurant where I encountered a stunningly beautiful part-Pakistani (or at least I assume) girl. Better yet, she was showing interest in me long before I even noticed her.
She arrived a little after I came into the restaurant and ordered.
Once my plate arrived, I started to eat and noticed that she was staring at me from across the room and trust me, it was not because I was in her focal point. Why do I say that? Because when I looked over at her, she quickly looked away with a slight shade of embarrassment attempting to make it look like she was not looking over at me. You know, that silly cat and mouse game us Humans oh so like to play.
What a spectacular looking chick too.. Absolutely beautiful and in a classic sense. She wasn't overly trendy, just nicely dressed. To be honest, I can hardly believe a girl that good looking was looking at me... Of course, I could be entirely wrong (about her looking at me because she thought I was attractive), but I somehow don't think so.
OMFG..eh?
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