cocoa butter finger

i'm soooo busy pearldiving right now. i had a deelish supper of pork fried rice... my fortune said something about a romantic interlude tonight... hey, all i know is i have a date with this wild machine. we're supposed to get about six inches of snow up here tommorrow. i don't have too much to post for you tonight, except for the wild sunlit, coconut-scented, pineapple-oiled shoulder of this lovely tortoiseshell-hairclipped beach beauty. she's enjoying her world; via eating some melty florid butter-crunchy flavored chocolate. you dive right in, beach-girl... enjoy life... the gorgeous grit of clean sand and the sweet smell of sea spray in your young, utterly carefree north carolina-tanned mind. (hey, forgive my grammar; its a rush job.)

christmas in july

hey, the weather outside is frightful, but woah....! the sights on planetcool are delightful. here's a shot i found of a north carolina beach from the mid-70's. now, this is what girls should look like. no silicone, no 'booth' tans, no brazilian waxes, no thong suits, nothing but sweet healthy american girls with their natural selves, enjoying nature, with their long silky hair and hip-hugging slightly sagging suits. their smiles candid and real... as rob fetters once said, 'robust cornfed american beauties lick the salty rims of margaritas...' yeah, i know, i'm 90% straight, but still, i could look at this picture for hours. it totally blows my mind to know there are people out there who would honestly believe these chicks are so fat they like, shouldn't be allowed to leave the house. like, what kind of world do we live in? (click to enlarge)