Last night I went and saw ‘The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus’ and absolutely loved it! Its rare when a movie takes me to a place that is so out of my realm yet brings me to places that I’ve been. I so often live in my imagination and as a child was taught to delve into my psyche and passion and creativity- that it has become such a part of who I am. So to see a movie that brings this all to life in a darkly psychedelic yet beautiful way, not to mention a cast that is stunning- I mean Tom Waits as the devil- chain smoking and making deals with his throaty voice, a voice that husks like the onset of a thunderstorm dark and sensual. I would probably make a deal with him too!
I actually went and saw the movie by myself, which at first wasn’t by choice, but given that I’ve been spending so much time with my friends lately, that it was kind of nice to be on a date with oneself. One of my best friends is leaving for a few months, and as much as I am excited for her to take an adventure I am going to miss her so fucking much- you become so intertwined with the people in your life and then for them to suddenly be gone, its a such a – stop- a “wow- what the fuck do i do now?” But- thats what this beautiful life is- always swirling and changing- like the feathers on the floor, leftover from a crazy party where everyone wore colorful boas.
With love and kisses-
xoxox- Morgana

Last Monday proved to be futile- no shoot- got all dressed up and prettied only to be canceled on half-hour prior to our start time. pretty lame- pretty predictable. one wants to have faith in people… so often disappointed. O well- hard feelings have been dealt with and I’m over it.
Wishing I could figure out how to fix the graphics on the join now page… its like every time I think I know how to fix it, my internet is so fucking slow that just times out… so… soon. Do know that the page still works- and You can in fact, join.
I apologize too for not getting new content up at a faster pace- part of it is, I am more picky about the people I work with and the quality of the content itself. Which when a opportunity like last Monday comes along, and then is canceled, its bogus and frustrating. Regardless, my website has been a source of joy for me lately- and I treasure and cherish it!

Its been a crazy beautiful week…. new faces- new experiences, new ideas…. slept for like 15 hours last night – my body catching up on much needed rest!

Helping out at JBTV on Thursday- super excited! Here are a few pics of me fondling this guitar…. this is why I like hanging out in this studio….

So its Monday- I did absolutely nothing last night and slept for hours- which felt great- I have been going out nonstop and it was relaxing to just nurse a beer and watch Its Always Sunny In Philadelphia. Now, I make some breakfast- re-touch some website stuff- have many errands to run- and then…. well… look forward to getting the shit fucked out of me by a certain someone. Purr…. yum…. damn its good. I find myself being submerged in the memories of the way my body feels, these knots are tied and keep the euphoria wrapped tightly around my loins. Submitting me to the pleasure, forcing me to be its slave, so I wait, and thrive on the sensual heat that surrounds me.

Anyway- I did a photoshoot for Backstagebetties.com the other day, super fun! we did it at JBTV studios- an amazing beautiful space, filled with kind and generous people. I am super excited about this project, and getting to work with the amazing photographer and bands. Seriously, check out www.getmadbaby.com for band pics, as the backstagebetties is still underway. For me personally, as someone who lives and breathes music, being able to be a pin-up girl for local bands- nothing makes me happier. Well- some things do- but this project makes me super excited! Here is a pic of my sexy ass……

I am posting a few pictures from Dahlia Freyas party almost a month ago now- just because they are too fucking dope not to share.

Remember the big black strap-on that I so enjoyed getting shoved down my throat- well heres some proof loves

ménage à trois….

three-somes… feminine lips against breasts slightly bigger than my own, soft hands,  new delicacies, romancing undiscovered areas,  hair falling against multiple arms and chests… the beauty of the human form intertwines to create – for just a moment- one being- and its absolutely fucking gorgeous!

Anyway- good fucking times

SO- I’ve always felt like a sexually liberated person-  but recently, I have become so comfortable in my own sexuality, that it makes me realize that I was never as open as I thought. Or not even open, just comfortable. Its only in the last couple months that I have become so ready to just experience everything, and know who I am, and be ok with that. Its a beautiful thing, to have no awkwardness or tension when it comes to sex. Or watching sex. Or listening to other people have sex around you. Or having sex in front of others. I think it took me being a single lady and re-discovering myself, to really experience me being ok with who I am, and not having to worry about how anyone else will perceive that.

Just finished Chuck Palahniuks, Invisible Monsters, loved loved loved this book! I think next to Choke, its my 2nd fave. One of my favorite quotes in it is, page 240:

“Rip yourself open.

Tell me my life story before I die.

Sew yourself shut.”

All of his books are completely bizarre, but I found this one more about self discovery and who we define ourselves are and what we do to make happiness an actual thing and not just something to search for. About finding your fears and terrors and embracing them to become someone who actually feels rather than just floats through life….  I would love to sit down and have a martini with that man. I bet he is a phenomenal conversationalist. And there is nothing I love more than a man who can stimulate me.

So I took some pictures of my cat the other night playing with my ball gag/eye mask— the thing is made of really cheap material, and using it for the first time the other day, realized that I never really want to use it again, so I am happy to give it to my other little pussy…….

So I really am quite disturbed and puzzled as to why I can barely keep my head above water when I play pool, but can give amazing head. Its really the same concept right? Maybe not…. whatever- I like playing with balls- I like shooting em’ around the table, I like putting them in my mouth… in fact I may have put a cue stick in my mouth last night …. maybe just to do some demonstrating. te he he….

The photo shoot the other day with David went super well- everything about it was smooth and yes the sex was fantastic- the pictures aren’t up yet because the photographer and I were supposed to meet up this weekend when he came to the city, but it didn’t happen, so hopefully he mailed them and I can get them in a couple days.

Its been a pretty uneventful weekend:  worked Friday, Saturday went and got margaritas with friends- they really kinda kicked my ass….. last night  I went and played pool with some boys- good times. Spent the afternoon yesterday watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and hiding from the rain. Love that fucking movie. There is a quote in the beginning that’s like , “he who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man” – Dr Johnson                                                                               obviously I feel like it could be turned around for a woman, but I like it immensely.

Anyway, think I am going to put some clothes on and head over to a friends house.

xoxox- Morgana

I’ve been trying to multitask for the past couple hours, between social networking, trying to post some craigslist shit, send emails etc… but i believe now i just need to focus, as the computer started to slow and the spinning rainbow keeps slowing my progess down. 

speaking of spinning rainbows, the gay pride parade was yesterday, which i throughly enjoyed even though the crowd was crazy and more often then not, extremely rude. Michael Jackson won with at least five floats paying homage to the late icon. Lady gaga and fergie/the black eyed peas all came in as the next most popular- obviously you can see what i paid attention too . – the drag queens were gorgeous and the dykes on bikes were super fucking hot, but our favorite float was the giant balloon penis popsicle thing…… rather, someone riding a balloon/penis atop a popsicle truck. super funny! Next year we’re going to get SWOP (sex workers outreach project) a float and walk amongst the glitter and dance music. 

after the parade we went to this party thrown by the most generous man, who was celebrating the pride with some love from his sugar daddy who though out of town, made a spread of veggie dogs, beers and oh so much love.  it was a high energy, sexual day – we had sex three times-   it was just one of those days! where the heat invaded your veins and the only intimate passion could cool you down!                                              twice in the  aforementioned bitchin’ house- where conveniently paper towels had been placed in all the appropriate places and swank music played from a beautiful stereo, just beckoning, encouraging you to come and get it on. we stayed and talked as the sun set, with like minded individuals who continued to amaze us with their all over beauty and kindness. Its so rare to experience that sort of camaraderie with strangers, its an amazing and lovely thing when it happens.

The breeze is blowing through the open windows, sirens scream in the distance, their cries coming inside with the wind. The computer plays some rock and roll as I try and rally to go meet David. 

love and kisses- 

Morgana

So we got back from Florida on monday, and as amazing as our long weekend was, I wish it were still rockin’ on…..

The entire trip was one party, starting at a layover in the Orlando airport where we ( I mean it WAS my birthday!!!) did shots of tequila and drank beer while we waited for the next plane to take us into Miami. The clothing optional, swinging Hotel that we stayed in was nice enough to send someone to pick us up once we arrived in the sexy lush city that is Miami, and he took us to our hotel in Hollywood, the hotel was such a trip (and I mean trip as in crazy time, not a long distance), and was a constant source of amusement and lust for the entire weekend.  We were by far the youngest couple there, but that didn’t stop much flirtation and eager eyes, not to mention a sensual massage from the aforementioned driver who apparently does nothing but live in this wonderland of sex and sunsets. The hotel had a rooftop pool, a sauna,  a sex swing and multiple playrooms that had nonstop porn playing and heart shaped red leather beds, the doors in these rooms I have to say were never allowed to be shut and everyone played either the voyeur or the exhibitionist, and more often than not, both.  Oh and I can’t forget the multiple bars…. Yeah it was pretty much the happiest place on earth.  The nude beach was a quick cab ride away and we laid in the sun for two days straight, leaving only when the rain began to fall and our skin began to blister. Never before have I felt such a connection with the Ocean, making love to her waves, tasting her salt,  being lifted up and offered to the sky.  mmmmmmmm………. amazing. 

On Saturday we went to South Beach, and watched the hip-hop flood the streets; breasts spilling out of tiny brightly colored swimsuits, stilettos and pimped out cars, booty quaking and all the works- and we didn’t even go to any clubs! We did not see David Caruso, or any of the CSI cast, which we were kinda bummed about, and even though we had a few malfunctions ( crazy cabbies, flight delays, a suitcase that was bumped to that following flight home) that trip was fucking perfect. 

Here are some pictures-

enjoy and love

xoxoxo- Morgana

As someone who travels very little, I am stoked to say that this coming weekend will be one that David and I are going to Miami. Its my birthday on the 22nd and so we thought we’d do something a little out of the ordinary. Even though the chicago weather has started to turn into a sunny mixture of shorts and warm breezes,  I’m sure Miami will take the cake as far as a beautiful day is concerned. I long for the beaches full of nudity – I mean as gorgeous as Lake Michigan as concerned…. its a little conservative.  Although I rode my bike down the path the other day, how stunning was the water, hints of foam decorating the solid blue mass. Its the time of year that  isn’t too crowded, the sea of spandex is manageable to maneuver in and out of and stray children are at a minimum. 

Its my normal monday at the moment, sitting naked in front of the computer, drinking my black coffee, face unwashed and hair unbrushed, listening to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs (perhaps buying a ticket for their show at the Aragon on the 26th), all while my electronic cigarette charges…. yes I have an electronic cigarette…. its very bizarre and I feel a little bit like a robot, but its pretty sweet! It has a nicotine cartridge in the base of the piece and along with some water vapor thats what you inhale. Its a new device and I would certainly make some changes for future designs, but all in all I dig it. Smoking is awesome but pretty gross, and this is not gross at all…. just a little odd and very futuristic

(Ok so I bought a ticket for the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s! I love them- anyone checked out their new album?Its Blitz,  not as good as Fever To Tell in my opinion, but I’ve been thoroughly enjoying it! Yeah this show is gonna rock, yeah yeah yeah it is!!!!!!!)

Well, I best be gettin on with my day… there are errands to run and showers to take. 

Kisses to all and to all a good day

xoxoxo- Morgana

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I am so sick of this snow, and although I spent all day yesterday in nothing but an apron and am thrilled that my apartment’s warmth allows me to do that, I long for the days when I can forgo my boots for sandals and toss off my layers for skimpy little pieces of cotton…. 

Yesterday was indeed the perfect little sunday… I made an early trip to the liquor store for mimosa ingredients and then walked to the grocery store to surround myself in beautiful colors and fresh fruit (even if its been shipped half-way across the world this time of year the produce department is one of my most favorite places) meandering through the isles as my wallet screams and my hands have minds of their owns… I love grocery shopping… I mean really love it…

Upon returning home I made corn bread and cranberry muffins, drank mimosas, followed by a huge salad and this amazing root vegetable pie with (more mimosas) these rosemary biscuits on top – a recipe that I took from the Bon Appetite, and I have to say, my finished product was as beautiful as the picture on the website. 

The oscars were mildly entertaining and fairly predictable, David tortured me and had the Barbara Walters pre-show on and I have come to the realization that she is my least favorite person on the planet…. In case anyone ever wanted to know, now you do…. 

And as mellow and uneventful as my sunday was… sometimes its the most beautiful thing… prancing around in my unstained apron, ass cheeks open for a spanking or squeeze, drink in hand, the aroma of home cooked meals caressing  our noses and loins. 

Today, I have some errands to run, birthday presents to buy, some writing to do etc…..

love and kisses to you all-

Morgana

This morning brings early sunlight and nothing to do… its beautiful!

The past few days have been pretty nuts, given that its been valentines day my day job as the poison ivy look-a-like florist has been so fucking busy, minimal crisis but hectic none the less… there were moments in these past few days that in between my smoke breaks and sugar free redbull swilling that I thought I may be in over my head and just wouldn’t be able to get everything done… that not one more de-thorned rose would be able to get put in the glass vase, that not one more phone call could be answered, that not one more valentines day card could be written… must I remind everyone how much I hate these fucking hallmark holidays?!

Friday the 13th we went to Cobra Lounge (love it love it love it!) for a valentines day massacre where some of our friends (Miss Maya Sinstress and Skank) were performing amongst the masochistic mayhem. Led by the afore mentioned Miss Maya Sinstress who is by far one of the most beautiful and talented ladies ever, the night was a medley of blood and breasts, music and misery, lust and lascivious looks and much much alcohol… one act, a Rev. B. Dangerous  whose bruised face screamed at the audience while sticking cordless drills up his nose, condoms up his nose, and fucking the audience with all his insane self mutilation. 

More bars and more shots of whiskey, pizza with shrimp on it, snowflakes, hardcore fucking and just to mix it up a bit a play at the Looking Glass Theatre, you know, to incorporate a little bit of culture in our day to day life. Which, I might add, we throughly enjoyed!

So as my coffee cools in my cup and the only sound is the hum of the ceiling fan, I mentally prep myself for the day… perhaps some breakfast, some shopping, and some good good lovin’!

much love my precious little bitches- xoxoxox- Morgana