Christmess Hells (Christmas Bells)……. For whom does the bell toll…..

Greetings Skinlovers.

It’s been a long while since I wrote anything. So here we go.
I think this post will me a potpourri of subjects.

The season is upon us and people rolled out the “Christmas Cheer” (you know the one they dust of once a year instead of being kind all year round). No I am not going to bitch about those have done so in the past (read my past blogs).

Yes I am still cranky, I thought with the passing of my father I would de-stress but no now it has fully blossomed into distress. Seems like people have this fear that death is contagious so one is ostracised from “Social Events” which is fine with me. I can live with that.
That said peopling is really an irritant to me in general because of their inability to compartmentalise their superficiality. O well.

I am sorting myself out and finding my way through the mist of their nonsense. Like I said before there used to be a safety valve pressure release filtre but now that is gone. I will say and do as I please more so than I did when father was alive (yes, I took his thoughts into consideration, does that make me false, no just considerate).

Now is winter of my discontent, now is the time to shed all the nonsense (and maybe some weight).

What boggles the mind is that people are unable to comprehend that one is not sociable just yet.
So I miss out on a lot of things because people assume one is not interested.

Anyway throughout this one discovers ones good friend and closer acquaintances, which is good, one mustn’t rely too much on Social media friends who are also frienemies. 🙂

That’s enough waffling on for now. will share some pictures with you. (hope I haven’t repeated to many……:-D



This one is unfinished.    

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Ruminations on mortality…..

Hello Skinlovers.

Long time, as some of you may have noticed I haven’t been posting in a while. Many things factored in that.
Mainly I was overwhelmed, physically and mentally drained.
My father passed away on the 20th of July. It was 14 daays of sheer hell for him before that, pneumonia, water on the lungs, and sepsis.
It was an ordeal, he passed he is at peace and main thing is that no more suffering for him.

These things happen all the time it is part of the life cycle, but what boggles the mind is how people deal with it.
For example my brothers and I are very Scandinavian like that, we deal with realisms and practicality while we see others being histrionic. I am just amazed at the socially awkward platitudes that spout forth from peoples mouthes. It’s fascinating in a tragi-comic way.

People who are usually well-formulated wind up with a strange form of foot & mouth disease where each time they open their mouth they put their foot in it.
Here’s a friendly hint:
If you have never experienced loss of loved ones, or death of any sort, I suggest you keep your mouth shut and DO NOT give the greiving person any advice on what they should do. Another prohibited thing is to ask “What are you going to do now”, really? Seriously? Nope no not all done.
Keep your council to yourself. The only persons that have any form of allowance in these matters are people who have lost loved ones.
Losing a parent is the one time where you stand back, and say NOTHING (if you haven’t been down that road), just show that you are there.

Another funny thing is how people treat you like a communicable disease, avoiding you for fear of cathing “It”! I mean it is tragi-comic, and absolutely laughable.

And to the narcissistic pricks who somehow cannot fathom that this is a provess, but in their egocentric world they phone you and here’s how the conversation can go:

Person: How are you? ( and before you can say anything)
Me: I……
Person: My (Any person who is in their life) is (insert inconsequential irrelevant problem)……
Me: I………
Person: Rants on……..
Me: Whoa Nelly. W The FLying Fuck….. Do you think I really want to hear that right now, really? On what plain of existence do you think it is okay to phone me and start painting your melodramatic shit on me?
Person: Why are you so touchy?
Me: Hangs up. And blocks number.

Yes people like that exist.
I could regale you with stories from other kinds of situations like this but suffice it to say I will not.
I think this clarifies a few things.

Will try to be more active in posting stuff.
So now these dates are the “Handle with care” dates for me:
20th of July.
28th of August.

Be safe live life.

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Art for art’s sake a journey through some recent works……

Hello Skinlovers!

Just a friendly reminder that I do draw.





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Sad days.

Hello Skinlovers.

These are indeed treacherous times.

When an Orange Buffoon does exactly that which he claimed his predecessor did, and heads of to one of the worst culprits agains human rights, to kowtow to their whims and then some more. But he brought profits to the arms dealers, so that’s okay.
When he is steeped in deceit and lies but no where do the words impeach him appear from his party. Ergo they are guilty and complicit and should be treated as such.

And the ones he is visiting are the ones responsible for most of the terror hitting Europe.
When Manchester is just another in a long line of vctims to fall to the horrors of a coward.
Really you thought you would make a point at an Ariana Grande concert.  When the authorities were well aware of what was going to happen “allegedly”, and when the atrocities just keep on piling higher and higher and the insanity just doesn’t stop.

Manchester….. It’s now that the people crawling out of the woodworks start saying what about (fill in appropriate atrocity here). That’s not the case at hand. Children, and innocents wherever they are and whomever they might be are blameless how dare they target them.

Faith in humanity though is raised slightly. The Mancunians proved they are how I remembered them, a stalewart breed. I am in awae at their response.
I doff my hat.

My heart once again goes out to EVERYONE who has lost someone due to terrorism and cowardice anywhere in the world,but for now, it is mainly with the people who suffered this brutal attack.

until the next one, and believe you me it’s not the end. The arse-wipes will keep at it….

Sad sad days ahead.


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Ruminations on the dance (a metaphor of life perhaps?).

Hello Skinlovers.

Back after a long absence, well I have been kind of busy with the boomerangs of life’s foibles.

So I posted a status which reads:

It’s been a while since I ruminated on dance so here goes.
Dancing is a form of soul expression and a language that speaks to the universal spirit. It’s is life, it is spirit, it is sensuality it is fun.
Now Tango, Salsa and many others are latin based sensual dances, in order to express them fully you have to let go of inhibitions, restraint and so many things.
So Bish please, if you are so caught up in what people think of you and how you look then step away from the floor and let the people who feel it do it and show you how.
Note: Very few in this town have it. They might be technically proficient but there dancing has no duende, no spirit, no life, all I see is people moving but no soul. Kind of reflects our society where people are alive no living though.
So the lesson is let go of yourself and let the beat control your body.
Be profoundly uncaring of what society thinks.
Set yourself free (with the caveat that with freedom comes a certain amount of responsibility). “
I see people dancing and counting their steps, and I am not impressed, I see people moving and they do not feel the beat nor the Rhythme (I like spelling it like that mind your own business).
Why do you go to dance. For some dudes it’s their only way of getting in touch with the fairer sex, and to try and get to know girls and that is a commendable thing (and then there’s the darker side of that but that is another conversation for another time). I like that the “stigma” of dance has been abolished and more and more are getting into it, it is also a great leveller no relegated to middle-class and upwards, it is all across the board.
Nothing negative for now, but wait for it I can ruminate on that too.
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Contemplating your navel and other ills…….

Hello Skinlovers……

So here we go:

Whine whine whine whine.

Seems that’s all I hear these days.

“I didn’t get (insert whatever), my life is over I’m depressed” What The Absolute Fuck is going on.
Everywhere I turn it’s drama of the insignificant & irrelevant kind. I feel as if I landed in a kindergarten of spoilt entitled creeps.
Listen I am all for the soul-searching but this contemplating your navel and absolute narcissism is insane.

Life will throw a monkey wrench into your works, your plans for life will be derailed (more than once). And that is a promise.

Now for you low-life sludge creatures who dare and sit in judgement about me (and others) and my/our life choices here are a few things you might not know.

Life’s thrown me some curve-balls here are a few of the many:

I was training to sing opera and I had perfect pitch and range, and then I got Bronchial pneumonia and  Bronchial fever which effectively weakened my lungs, was ill for months due to MD’s incompetence and effectively lost lung capacity and damaged my voice. Curveball 1

I was one of the highest paid performance artists in the 80’s. But what you didn’t know was that I used to dance ballet on points, yes I did, was very enthusiastic (will not say great, but okay) and then one night my ankles gave out. There was that part gone. Curveball 2.

I had a patent on an invention for a household item, and was supposed to be heading to Marseille to promote it, while driving down there we crashed I lost two dear friends, I luckily survived no injuries except concussion.
Curveball 3.

There are many more. Losing loved ones to cancer and other diseases and accidents. Losing all your money because of bad judgement and trusting people. Being stabbed in the back more times than you care to count that if I had as many knives sticking out of me as I had been stabbed with I’d look like a porcupine!

I rarely talk about these things, and people think I am cold and maybe I am, but I deal with what life throws me.
I have Glaucoma and I might lose my vision if the medications stop being effective and/or I cannot have an operations,
I am battling that.

Migraines/ Partial headaches that cannot be stopped due to the glaucoma one medication cancels out the other (and please don’t bother giving me advice on medications and how to handle it, just zip it, I am nearly an MD as those who really know me can testify to).

I have been stuck in this place, effectively putting my life on hold and pausing everything, because of familial reasons, and I am not complaining, life here is good no rat-race to speak of.

I don’t want pity, sympathy or understanding, what I am trying to point out here is that life can and is shitty a lot of times. Things will definitely not always go your way, you either crumble under the pressure and/or you rise above it, you want to know how I did it (and no I am not a life-coach, just a pragmatic bitter grumpy old elitist).
I fall flat upon my face more than once. What I do is I pick myself up dust myself off and say “Plot Change” and then do the following (best advice my late mother gave me):

“See the problem, acknowledge the problem, deal with or solve the problem (if possible) and move on. If you have made a mistake own it, and if you have an opinion you have that opinion and belief until a better one comes along, be flexible and not rigid in your thoughts and deeds, see that people are weak and they lie (for whatever reason) and life will be much more easier.”

Life has been good and dammit life has been rough, but to sit there and see all the BULLSHIT spewing from some peoples mouths is just too much, and the drama of it all, SERIOUSLY (yes I also admit everyone hass problems which seem monumental to each individual, but come on give it a rest)………

And to those who will say “let it go” I say Fuck you. No I will not let it go, that’s just condescending and twee. Step away from the fortune cookies bitch! Walk a few centimetres in my seven and half inch heels and let us see how well you do! Just Saying.


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Morning ruminations on Influenazas and Gurus. 03 – 02 – 2017.

Greetings Skinlovers!
Grammas back.

Been a while so I thought I’d pop by and say howdy and leave you with a bit of thoughts.

Morning observations:

I do not follow Mac cosmetics middle-east. 😀
Simple reason, that kind of make-up just is not my style.

Also why I do not follow MANY of the regions “Influenzas” (note I said many not all so get out of my facials). My personal preference does not swing that way, my style is european refined not levant insta-disaster (which let us be honest is a lot, again not all, but a lot).
I have seen many of my friends get caught up in that whole messy kind of thing.

admittadly it looks good on camera, but in real life, nope no way. Also I want to see all those godammned influencers make up after 4 hours of dancing, and NO FILTRES (yes I know you guys out there love them filtres), to the point of nonsense.
How dare you claim that your make-up is perfection when you have photoshopped the hell out of it and filtered the life out of existence……

My reasons for distrusting the influenzas and gurus:

Sponsored content.
Shady ethics.
Totally biased and insincere.
And the fact some promote dangerous fads. Really Nair to remove eyebrow hairs. Naughty.

And the list goes on.

Remember in life. Just because someone is certified it does NOT make them qualified, that goes for gurus, influenzas, and personal trainers. Just saying.

It applies to a lot of gurus and as I said Influenzas.

I will not listen to ANYONE waffle on about skincare and how good it is, when they are:

1) Botoxed.

2) FIlled up the wazoo

3) Had ever single damned procedure done to their bodies and face.

Sorry. Your credibility has gone done the drain when you have done stuff like that. Don’t get me wrong I like seeing people take care of themselves, but the state of the ridiculous has taken over, everyone is a clone nowadays, I have seen amazing botox, fillers and such and plastic surgery that blows my mind, conversely I have seen the stuff of nightmares.

How can I take them seriously whenever I look at their perma-frosted faces eyebrows like bats so high they are twins for the Joker (first movie, Jack nicholson). And trout pouts with lips so big they could french kiss a moose (since y’all are C
anada freaks). 😀

Look no filtre!
(If you believe that I have some prime real-estate in the Bermuda Triangle I can sell you for a decent price). 😀


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