Monday, March 22, 2010
What is this all about?!
The Pin Up Project was made to highlight:
- Pin Up Artists
- Pin Up Photographers
- Classic Pin Up art
- Modern Pin Up art
- Models
- And everything else that might interest me!
I have always had a love for pin ups. I would have to say my favorite pin up model is Bettie Page. I plan to post everything I listed above, plus I will post fun things like movie reviews, video game reviews, and other junk! HAHA! Thanks for reading and I hope you continue to visit my site!
Bettie Page
Friday, March 19, 2010
Sometimes you hook up with a crazy chick
Lunatic and former Tiger Woods mistress Joslyn James just set up a website with all of the Tiger texts she saved. The former porn star told Bill Keeler, the host of a morning radio show on 92.7 The Drive she made the website because, “I just wanted the truth to come out and I wanted the public to know accurate information. People have been getting inaccurate information from some individuals, I’m not going to name any names, but also I feel like Tiger has to take full responsibility for his behaviour.”
This is the same woman who hired a lawyer to basically say Tiger Woods needed to directly apologise to her in his recent public address and that Back Woods Tiger knocked her up not just once, but twice. Yes, this former porn star, who has been called a pathological liar by her own Mother, is all about the truth. Which is why she released only Tiger’s texts and not her own. Wait a minute…
Here’s a link to her website so you can see that she’s all about the truth and not about getting publicity to pay for vaginal rejuvenation surgery.
One of Tigers’ Crazy Chi-Chi’s Made a Website!
Little Women
Little Women (or Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy) is a novel by American author Louisa May Alcott (1832–1888). Written and set in the Alcott family home, Orchard House, in Concord, Massachusetts. It was published in two parts in 1868 and 1869. The novel follows the lives of four sisters—Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy March—and is loosely based on the author’s childhood experiences with her three sisters. The first part of the book was an immediate commercial and critical success, prompting the composition of the book’s second part titled Good Wives, also a huge success. Both parts were first published as a single volume in 1880. Alcott followed Little Women with two sequels reprising the March sisters, Little Men (1871) and Jo’s Boys (1886). Little Women has been adapted to play, musical, opera, film, and animated feature.
Now that you’ve been educated about one of the more famous American novels of the nineteenth century, I’ll tell you this VISIONS post has absolutely nothing to do with Louisa Ma Alcott’s novel. I must sadly confess this post is really intended to display “little women” in “little pictures”…
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All by Sandrine Lemieux
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<i>Nine Flickr Sexy Groups!</i>
Once again, in our endless tour of the vast and untamed cornucopia of Flickr erotica, we feature a few of the sexier groups on Flickr. Pull up a chair, take your blood pressure meds, and enjoy…
Only Flickr member with safe search OFF will see most of the photos in these groups. Join Flickr free.
CLASSY LEGS IN STOCKINGS & HEELS
Sex Girl
Strap-on!
Soccer Moms Gone Wild
Topfree, That’s how life should be
Crossdressing Lovers
erotic dares
Fetish and Goth Models
Show Your Tits
Structurally Bound
By David Blackwell – creative commons
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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Photoshop Nude
Captargh7 likes to play with naked girls… and photoshop. The beauty in this photo has been photoshopped into the jungle. I’m afraid of bugs and lions and snakes. Captargh7’s model is so gorgeous, however, I brave the creepy, scary fauna to get to know her better.!
Here’s another of his blends, and one more.
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Phonogram: The Singles Club Review
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Before meeting Kieron Gillen and being charmed by him, I really wasn’t intending on ever reading this comic, but thank goodness I did. It would be a shame for anyone whomever 1. likes comics or 2. likes music to not read this series. Honestly, it is a masterpiece of tremendous integrity.
First off, let’s be honest, this is not a comic that’s for everyone. Many of the references to music and pop culture went even way and above my head (luckily, in this Trade Paper Back collected edition, there’s an index/reference guide to many of the references), but when there was one that I did get, I gleefully cheered for myself as I turned the next page.
Kieron Gillen handles the writing duties phenomenally. Blending music and comics is no easy task, and frankly, at first, I was rather confused. Such as, “why the fuck do I have a character on the first page breaking the fourth wall!?”
Actually the second page shown here, but still breaking the 4th wall with a Reader Appeal
There’s a tempo to every comic that comes off both through the writing and the artwork with the cleverly simple layouts. Lo and Behold, I turn to the back of my collected edition, and they actually created a playlist to listen to while you read the collected edition! Hot damn, I’m going to have to reread this while that’s playing because, allegedly, it actually matches up pretty damn well.
Now, that’s crazy cool. That’s like Zaireeka cool.
Sure, some of the writing comes off as a bit pretentious, but I believe that is mostly because Kieron really has a handle on these characters. He knows that half of these characters are fucktwats that just happen to be really compelling. Hell, he even admits in the appendix/notes section that he occasionally felt bad making fun of a couple of the bands through his characters, but he did it anyway because that’s what the characters would do.
Easily, he came up with one of my favorite characters ever: Silent Girl.
Look at those perfect facial reactions!
My favorite part of the series was easily the issue focusing on Seth Bingo and Silent Girl because it’s so formulaic with almost every frame being the exact same angle, never changing, showing different times, characters move in and out, the text never over does it, and only at the end does it change in a startling, lovely way. What’s accomplished in such a constrained area is really amazing and shows how tallented both Kieron and Jamie McKelvie are.
So, I suppose that I’ll move onto the art.
Each character looks different but still has a refreshing feel to them. Girls look different from each other! With different sized boobs and everything! It’s a real shame that I’m celebrating this, but it’s true that this is fairly uncommon. Heights are also different too, it’s great that every minute detail has been worked out.
Hell, Jamie McKelvie took giant steps in the art by creating a 3D rendering of the club and lining all of the stories up to make sure that the other club members shown in the background would be shown in the same place at the same time in all of the comics. That’s effort and talent to make things right. I’m really impressed with that much dedication, and, the thing is, it shows.
One unfortunate thing is that the back-up stories are missing from the collection. I didn’t read the comic as a series, so I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but I would have at least liked to see them.
Phonogram: The Singles Club has a goal from the very beginning. It accomplishes this goal and more, and there’s no doubt about it. For some people, 7 different perspectives on a single night set primarily within a club just does not seem interesting. However, I implore you to give it a chance because it blew my mind, and I believe it can do the same to you.
It’s upsetting that there will be no third series, but reading this one does make me excited to read the first.
Had I been reading this during 2009, it would have easily made it within the Top 3 comics of the year.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Girdles
You can find anything on Flickr. Anything. You want shots of white rats in ball gowns? Well, OK, not everything. But look what I found – a set of girdle photos! If you were before about 1962 you may well have a kinky attraction to these “foundation garments”.
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Girdles
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Boobs are In, Says NY Times
These are okay now!
According to the NY Times, curves are back: “To me, this collection wasn’t as much about returning to the glories of Bardot as it was about presenting an artificial and super-enlarged beauty — and where else could Mr. Jacobs go but to an era when women were still built like women, right down to their girdles?” writes Cathy Horyn.
Dude, Kara, we’re back in style!
Sexy Sets! (3/14/10)
When it comes to the female form some photographers look at the big picture, capturing all their model – head, legs, arms, feet, hands – in the frame. GlamourShootR is not one of those photographers; he likes his models in pieces. Each of his photos in the set DAIKIRI portrays just a single part of a woman. Luckily for us, he choose the better parts… Here’s a sample:
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Messmirettesland is another photographer who prefers the small picture when it comes to women. Her set NUDES is full of photos of just hands or feet or breasts, or even elbows. Here’s an example:
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Friday, March 12, 2010
Why the Mistress Never Wins.
This is your Captain speaking…………welcome aboard fuckers!
Ahhh yes, the mistress. What is a mistress? A chick that puts out and hopefully keeps her fucking trap shut. That’s it. Nothing more.
So what happens when the guy finally breaks the bonds of marriage? Well first let’s look at who the mistress competes with while the guy is married. The bitchy, nagging, bloated wife. Not much competition!! Anything looks good next to that! It’s not like the guy can freely go out and look for other prospects, guys are often lazy when it comes to this. If they have a chick that puts out and shuts up, that’s enough.
However once the guy is single, now the mistress is competing against every young hot piece of ass on the market. At this point she has developed a sense of entitlement with the guy, but what she doesn’t realize is that now she has taken the role of the nagging bitch wife. So the guy dumps her too.
Nothing wrong with a mistress, but ladies you need to know your fucking role. A mistress is nothing but a handicapped booty call. Once the bonds of marriage have been lifted, he’s going after the women he really wants to bone, and guess what…………it’s not YOU!
You’re now free to bang young hot chicks.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Moo
My esteemed friend Aurora sent me this link yesterday about a Manhattan chef who made cheese out of his wife’s breastmilk.
I’m an adventurous eater, and there aren’t a lot of things that make me go “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWW,” gastronomy-wise, but that is beyond the pale. What’s next – breastmilk yogurt? Breastmilk ice cream? Breastmilk cheesecake? Plus, how long would it take to produce enough breastmilk to make, for example, a wheel of gouda, or a brick of cheddar? That’s just ASKING for cracked nipples.
I sampled my own breastmilk once (and c’mon, you know you did, too) but that one drop was all I needed to be persuaded of breastmilk’s utter untastiness. If my own breastmilk made me gag, the idea of ingesting an unknown woman’s breastmilk is completely incomprehensible to me. Milk from a cow with whom I’m not personally acquainted, or even a goat or sheep, is just fine, but milk that has been inside another woman’s body and passed through her nipples, intended for her baby, does not make my taste buds tingle with anticipation.
Biologically speaking, perhaps it makes more sense for humans to drink human breastmilk. Breastmilk is designed for human beings, just like cows’ milk is designed for cows. And there’s no real biological difference between a boobie and an udder. But boy howdy – those cows know how to do it right. Give me ol’ fashioned cow whipped cream on my pumpkin pie ANY DAY instead of BoobiWhip.
But I suppose lactating woman/cow comparisons are inevitable. I know I felt rather bovine while I was nursing – swollen, leaky, and regularly needing to have my milk removed (and it didn’t matter to my boobies whether it was by baby or by pump). In fact, I had a dream (oh no – here we go with the dreams again) while I was nursing that I was taken to a small booth, much like a department store dressing room, and told to wait until morning when someone would come ’round with a bucket and a stool. It made sense at the time.
However, I suspect this enterprising soul who concocted the fromage de decolletage was less interested in pleasing the palette than he was interested in making boobcheese so that he could SAY he did it. And that is something I understand, and even sympathize with. In a small, dark, secret part of myself, that’s one of the reasons I wanted to have sex, and to give birth, and to become a mother. SO THAT I COULD SAY I DID IT! So that I could taste the experience for myself – to savor it, or else scrunch up my face in disgust. These acts connect me with every woman who has ever conceived and carried a child and brought it forth with tears of pain and joy, and then thought, “NOW what do I do?” So, Mr. Cha-cha Cheese, I guess you and I are not so different after all.
But I still won’t eat it.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Gratuitous Lingerie Photo
VISIONS has a day job. A day job much less fun that seeking out erotic photos on Flickr and sharing them with the world wide web. Some days things go well; some days not so much… Today hardly at all.
Poor me… If I have depressed you I heartily apologize and offer you the sizzling photo below as an act of contrition!
By RJ Bejil – creative commons
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By RJ Bejil – creative commons
Hilary Swank Could GET IT!
Yeah, that’s right, apparently Ms. Million Dollar Baby/Boys Don’t Cry got a body on her. Word, son? Yeah, WORD! I already told you that the other Hilary could get it but it looks like she got some stiff competition from my penis Ms. Swank. Of course she still looks like Billy Bob Thornton with Gary Busey’s teeth but from the neck down she’s like BOOM BOOM POW!!
Spotted @ Hollywood Tuna
Monday, March 8, 2010
All's Quiet release new single for free download
The Bloomfield, Michigan band released their new single “Bitter Is An Understatement”. They posted the song for free download on their Purevolume profile. The band stated; “We think this song best represents our writing and progression as a band”. Go check it out, it’s 3 seconds to download then 3 minutes and 30 seconds of musical goodness in your ear canal.
Movie round-up #3
Today I bring a movie round-up of the many average flicks I’ve endured (plus a couple of ok ones) over the last month. I accept your thanks in advance for sifting through the junk and saving you the time wasted viewing some of the rubbish below.
The Box
Another mediocre effort from the guy who gave us Donnie Darko. The Box puts to us the premise that a young couple is delivered a box with a big red button on it and pressing the button will grant them 1 millions dollars. Great you say, but of course there’s a catch. Pressing the button gives them 1 million dollars but also kills someone they don’t know. In the end, it’s all a big test by aliens (of course) to see whether the human race is worth saving or if we’re all greedy little fucks. Suffice to say that everyone seems to press the button. The other catch is that the unknown person who dies is the last person to have pressed the button, so you get your million but you’re pretty much guaranteed to die soon anyway. There’s a bit more too it and I thought that at least the end was logical, but otherwise The Box is average. Starring Cameron Diaz and some guy.5/10
Fire in the sky
A bunch of hicks head out to chop wood and run into a spaceship. Probably more interesting if you’re into fairies and UFOs, but I’m not. Based upon the ravings of a real person whose story about alien abduction has been pretty much debunked over the years. Amusing but ultimately not worth the time unless you’re short a few dozen IQ. The bit on the alien ship is well done and by far the most entertaining. Starring the terminator who could turn into liquid metal.5/10
The Mothman Prophecies
Apologies in advance, I watched this movie late at night so some details are fuzzy. Richard Gere stars as a guy who, years after his wife’s death, starts experiencing odd things. He goes for a drive one night and somehow ends up many hundreds of kilometers away in a different state. Like with teleportation and shit, or something. Anyhow, that’s not important. The town he ends up in has experienced many weird things. A ‘Mothman’ appears to some people and gives warnings of future happenings to others. Gere’s wife appears to communicate with him, I think. There’s also a premonition of something to do with a river and many deaths. In the end a bridge collapses but through his choices and actions, a youngish female cop whom he flirted with throughout the movie doesn’t drown. The end. I kind of liked this movie, it was well made and just a touch creepy. I expected more scary based on the reviews I’d read but it will probably depend on your fear tolerance. 7/10
Battle RoyaleA bunch of Japanese schoolkids are put on an island with random weapons and commanded to kill one another. The last survivor will be released, but if there is no result after a specified time frame they will all die when the collars they wear explode. This movie explores what depths people will sink too when fighting for survival and how the dictums of law and society are sometimes the only things keeping certain people fro doing as they please – in the case killing all the people they dislike. There’s a decent ending and some good characterisation here, though the ending is overly drawn out. Battle Royale gets a thumbs up as well.6/10 The 4th kindJunk. An interesting premise but laughingly put together. Another movie based on the ‘real-life’ accounts of a few crackpots. Not at all believable and even worse, it’s presented as an actual documentary – ‘real’ footage and recordings interspersed with reenactments, sometimes side by side in split screen for reasons that can only be ‘arty’. The fourth kind title comes from their being different levels of alien contact as specified by the FBI (or was it CIA), from first kind to fourth kind. The movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind uses the same designations. ‘Starring’ Milla Jovovich.3/10
Here’s a picture of Milla Jovovich to make up for the crappy movie she participated in.
Milla Jovovich
The Death of Music Videos
When MTV decided to eliminate the “Music Television” portion of their iconic logo and corporate mantra a few weeks ago, it signified that they finally acknowledged what many people snidely joked for years regarding the channel’s programming. With music networks like MTV and VH1 devoting less time to the music industry selling staple, it made me wonder about their relevance in pop culture. For example, how will people know that Chad Kroger of Nickelback still has that weird perm-and-beard combo?
Not being the young scamp that can devote hours on end to watching TV or whatever the kids do these days when they’re not experimenting with the weed and the sex, I rarely get to see what passes for music videos anymore. And the ones I do see fall into five categories:
- A clumsy mixture of a band playing interspersed with a heavy-handed narrative barely connected to the song lyrics. (50% of music videos)
- BLING! BOOBS! BOOZE! BUTTS! REPEAT! (48% of music videos)
- Live footage of a band playing, being a self-congratulatory ode to the band’s fame in disguise as a thank you to the fans (1.2% of videos)
- Musicians trying to be deep by having “normal people” holding up signs that point out who and what they are. (“Firefighter,” “Human Being”) (0.7%)
- Artistic expressions of music and visual talent. (0.1%)*
*Note = my math skills are equal to my exaggeration skills
So that last category is sorely lacking nowadays, as the focus on making iconic videos is all but gone. The last video to truly wow me was “Bad Romance” by Lady GaGa, a visual spectacle of glitz and lunacy that delighted my senses. And just when I was feeling hopeful that the music video could become an art form (like black-and-white photography and food canning) due to low expectations, I saw a video that has me writing off the music video medium permanently:
I guess this person goes by the name Orianthi, a mindfuck of a name for a mindfuck of a video.
On first glance, there is something off about the video for “According to You”. Perhaps that “something” is the guitar in the foreground. This distracting object follows the video’s shrill, emo protagonist throughout, going from her bedroom to a concert where said shrill, emo person is singing. The word creepy is not bandied about enough anymore, and it definitely needs to be used to describe a stalker armed with a guitar that plays music at another person’s concert — let alone everywhere that this young woman turns up. (That’s like starting a game of flag football during the Super Bowl.)
Seriously, the minds behind the video should be locked in a room and studied for clues as to how this was a good idea. Maybe the guitar is a metaphor for something randy? Perhaps they’ve been using Chatroulette too much? And it’s distracting, to the point that it gets in the way of the other bland notes in the video. And when it disappears for a few seconds, it’s a relief and an oddity — like, did the guitar stalker decide to go take a piss? Is he or she tuning their creep-tar? Are they physically assaulting suitors for Orianthi’s affection?
Orianthi and Michael Jackson: guess which artist made better music videos?
Enough about the damn guitar; the song itself is just as bad. Reading like a sophomore’s blog, the viewpoint of a girl that tells off her verbally abusive partner/boyfriend/age-inappropriate-gentleman-caller has been done to death and done better. Lyrics like “According to you/I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away/I’m the girl with the worst attention span/you’re the boy who puts up with it/According to you” make me giggle like a 10-year-old hearing a dirty joke. I’m not in the song’s demographics, but I don’t care.
Taking me out of the hilarity were lazy pop-rock hooks and wailing solos that were like a homeless person at an Academy Awards party: out of their element and sticking out like a stinky thumb. Calling further attention to the idiocy was the focus on the girl playing the stinky hooks with her gee-tar — with stalker guitar in the foreground. Whee!
You might be asking, “Why am I hurling such vitriol at a tween-targeted music video?” Besides digging under my skin, it stuck out as an example and result of the dying art form. While most elements were ripped from elementary music video creation, the examples of trying to be inventive (stalker guitar) stuck out for the wrong reasons. And the song being bad made my ears sad. As music videos are about selling the artist’s music, it made me want to tell people not to buy Orianthi’s work.
But is anyone paying attention to videos anymore? Are television networks right to wind down their focus on the format that launched music careers and became a medium in themselves? If stuff like Orianthi is any indication, the execs and viewers have already checked out.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Site Updates, WTF?!
So as you must have already seen the sites them changed and so did the about page. Now originally the whole idea was to write stories about women, blah…… So I got together with a friend and decided that wasn’t a good idea. So now you can trust Shades of Beauty to bring you nerdy news, hot women, tech junk, and more almost everyday! I am sticking with this, because this is what I know, haha.
**Also remember that you can follow us on Twitter, we tweet all day, you’ll like it!
**One more thing!!! Do you guys like this picture of Angelina Jolie? Cause its my new icon/avatar thing!
<i>(Big Breasts, Yiddish)</i> גרויס ברעסץ
A volf farlirt zayne hor, ober nit zayn natur. That’s certainly true for me. Old I may be, but I’m still the horny skinny teen I was long, long ago… Warning, none of these tits are kosher…
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Dropsy – Real Cowgirl – She’s Proud — Floaters
Hammer Jugs – Mirror Mirror — Septuplets
Black & Boob – Latex Sweetie – Heavy Construction
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MotherLOADED Updated
MotherLOADED.net has been updated and I think you should really take a look, you wont be disappointed.
The MotherLOADED forum is looking for more members, please join; updated daily!
Enjoy this hot blonde and more at MotherLOADED!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Super Robot Wars Then and Now - Tuesday Tunes
What happens when you take JAM Project and their old-school anime sensibilities away from the vaunted Super Robot Wars series? A whole lot of fan service rushes in to fill the vacuum. You get Mizuki Nana playing a busty fairy princess, and watch an opening sequence that’s so shamelessly fan service-oriented that one of the girls fondles herself and looks enviously at the other girls. Why, back in my day of playing Super Robot Wars, the opening song was called “Rocks” and consisted of a lot of shouting the words “SUPER ROBOT” over and over again. And we were happy with these things! Check after the jump for what I’m used to out of the Super Robot Wars series, and not this seiyuu idol stuff!
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to play my newly arrived copy of Mugen no Frontier Exceed in a corner where no one can see me, so as to hide my shame.
The aforementioned Rocks was the opening for the first Super Robot Wars game I played, OGs for the PS2. It has a great guitar intro, and goes down quickly from there, but it still gets stuck in the head quite easily:
However, my friends shoved Super Robot Wars music down my throat years before, and the defining song of Super Robot Wars history is definitely the epic Skill, which is a concert favorite and a karaoke staple. It’s hard not to love the song with the incredible live performances they keep putting on at Animelo:
Man. That song makes me want to punch a robot in the face. With my MANLINESS.
David Hamilton Demoiselles
Long famed as a controversial figure in the photography community…David Hamilton is the master of the soft focus. His images capture the subtle sensuality of women in their everyday lives. While some of his work may push the envelope according to fashion standards of the 1990’s, today their racy-ness pales in comparison to the bodies of work of, say Tom Ford or Terry Richardson. I think you all know how I feel about nudity (whatever ya got…shake whatcha got) but however you may feel about these, they have greatly influenced modern fashion expression, and are certainly art in their own right…Enjoy!!!
Xo
K
” a distinction must be
made between eroticism
and pornography; the media
have blurred the disparity to
an unforgivable degree…”
David Hamilton
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