November 5, 2011

Somewhere in your heart


He felt her like the most intimate fold on his body. Like the realization of what has been conceived, like something that you cannot translate into words. Somewhere under his heart she was lying, like a small miniature of this real one. He remembered her, close, dear, closer than his heart, somewhere on his bones, in the hiding places of knowledge of her, even before they met. Something so simple, clear, without a language, without words, just understandable, with eyesight, with skin, with ears. Being direct, with all her drawbacks, she was closer and dearer than anyone else - some beauty from a cover. Because she had this warmth, this soul,so earthly, and so feminine. Naked essence, taken unawares. Balance loss. Here she is, the real. How it hurts, and how sweet this is. And so, she made it up to him. She made this push on him. She understood what women understand from childbirth - the effort is hers, it’s she who must act.
Only this way, and no other way, a man and a woman meet.

October 26, 2011

Uranus in my life

One of the traits of Uranus (in astrology, that is) is to make us change our name. My Uranus, that is in its exaltation in the sign of Scorpio,  has had this effect on me - I have had nicknames in my professional/semi-professional and amateur life. Koshka - French photo model (koshka - photo model), which means "cat", Lovegoddesss, Sensuallady1, LoveWitch, Lily Was Here - my nicknames in video chats. Not to mention Avorodisa, looking so mysterious, but, in fact, just my real name reversed, spelled backwards - in some social networks (hubpagestwitter) and on the blogger, too! It took some time, also, to get used to the pronunciation of my name in French, with the last syllable stressed - Anna. Which is nothing like the Russian variant, stressed on the first syllable. And nothing like the English version, with the wide middle-mouth vowel instead of this deep back mouth one. 

A woman-sensation

A woman-sensation. An expectation of the touch. The mirror with no reflexion. A castle with no ghosts. A genie of a woman. Talking over the relationships - perfumed, ephemeral, unfaithful and occasional. Just the same. A woman on the verge of despair. A woman-memory. A woman-mania. Going back to the resurrection of the old stories. Immunized against the oblivion. In quarrel, a priori. ...with the flow of time. A woman running. Chasing after the running coffee. A woman-professional in catastrophes on the scale of a separate personality. A woman with the efforts of originality, with tortures of routine, with unmanageable tenderness. A hacker-woman who broke through the shell, broke down her fingers. Breaking the access code to your indifferent body, I am dissolved like chalk in milk, like a black kitten, in the dusk... I am melting in the air, like almond smell. A woman - a loop with no insurance. Time heals. Or wounds. Effect of envy because of the dose. 

October 11, 2011

The border age

30, the border age, the age of border. Life starts at 30. Real life. New perspectives open, both in emotional and external life. Somehow, the deeper I go inside myself, the larger I see around. Psychological issues. Killing inner parasites, vampires, agressors. Meditation. Layers of inner worlds. Imagination. Real landscapes of sorrow and loss, that, chewed upon, wear out their bitter taste and turn into something qualitatively different. Quiet voices inside me. The tighter you close me, the more room I get. Sensitivity. New sources of information. New resources of energy, both inside and outside. 

Immaturity

Too many guys who behave like teenagers. Adult men, of thirty, to forty years old, around me, that behave like teens... What's wrong? Am I attractive for them? Why do I attract them? Why can't they be adult? Is it a period like this? Is there a karma in this? I remember working in a summer camp with 13 - 14 year olds. No difference. The same emotional amplitude. The same uncertainty, carefully hidden under the mask of self-assurance. The same feeling of guilt and the need of dependence on someone wise, grown-up. The same unstable search for marks, evaluations, to be oriented on. How can they be so immature? 

September 23, 2011

My favorite witch




This is Lara Fabian, a French singer. ...and my favorite witch! When I watched this video for the first time, I got addicted to her voice and the manner of singing. She sings with her heart, and the work she does is that of an actress. Emotions are versatile, deep, sincere. You can read everything on her face. You believe her. You want to hear that voice again and again, so charming, so tender and so violent, so strong and, yet, so fragile.


Belly dance - new life of an old dance


The dance not of belly but of life


There is an Asian legend: a youth came to a wise man and asked: “Please, wise man, teach me how to tell the truth from the lies, the beauty from the ugliness. Teach me the joy of life”. The wise man thought a little bit and taught the lad to dance.

Do you think women took care of their shape a long time ago? Modern women go to fitness clubs, take care of themselves and find time for exercise. But how did women keep fit, their body flexible and the joy of life earlier, in ancient times? They danced!
One of the most colorful female dances of the past was the belly dance. Probably, many of you think that this dance is exclusively the skill of the eastern beauties from the harems of the rich men. Some think that the belly dance has nothing to do with the East, and it is an exotic and erotic show to entertain male audience. But does this really cover the real meaning of the eternal eastern dance?
Belly dance has been performed in many eastern counties: Egypt, Greece, Ancient Rome, the Middle East countries.
At the beginning of the twentieth century a bigger interest to this dance was provoked by scandalous performances of Mata Hari. The dancer affirmed that she was a performer of Indian temple dances. Because of her, many people in Europe related the eastern dances exclusively to India. The belly dance got its present name on the exhibition in Chicago about a century ago.

September 21, 2011

Strip dance: revealing emotions in the moves


When you want to seduce



From the start, strip was undressing while dancing. In Ancient India, priestesses got naked and moved slowly to appease gods' glances. Nowadays, strip dance has a new meaning. It is the dance of beauty, sensuality and femininity. It supposes creation of a little performance which not only makes your own heart beat more quickly, but also will stop the glances of the occasional (or maybe not occasional) viewers. Strip dance is the revelation of the most secret desires. It is the incarnation of the body and soul release. It is the emotions that speak through the body. 
Strip dance gives people the pleasure to admire the natural beauty of a human body. Strip dance is the emotional expression through the sexy body moves. It is the combination of slow and fast, gentle and exciting moves. The body transforms desires and emotions into gracious etudes. We all pursue the perfection of the movements but few are able to master it. 

Strip dance, technically


Strip dance is a dance lesson with elements of striptease. It is aimed at developing flexibility of the body and will help release oneself in the beautiful sensual dance. 
Strip dance is a type of dancing aerobics. It supposes many amplitude moves, sitting and standing, which are done in a sitting position as well as in a standing position. The change of positions takes place while making these moves. So, strip dance takes a lot of energy. 
Anyways, strip dance practise develops the body muscles, trains the movement coordination, and gives you the confidence of a really seductive person. The dance is based on the following scheme: the dancer first goes down on the floor beautifully, and then elegantly goes back to a straight-up position. 
Strip dance has included many styles: modern choreography, elements of the Eastern and Latin American dance, acrobatics, plasticity and improvisation - united by the erotical character of the dance and the aim to seduce and flatter. 

Famous strip dancers


At different times, different dancers referred to the theme of strip dance. Dancer Mata Hari performed strip-tease professionally. World-wide famous dancer Isadora Duncan was not ashamed to dance with a naked chest. The first known strip dancers came from Greece and Assyria. They performed erotic movements as the service to the cult. In India bayaderes depicted strip scenes showing the encounter of mortal women with gods.
Dita Von Teese, nowadays, performing since 1992, is a fashion icon and burlesque star. She is famous for her cocktail glass show. She also performed in the famous Paris cabaret Crazy Horse . But her real image that conquered the hearts of so many men started to be created in the strip club Captain Cream.

Strip dance styles



Strip dance - dancing trend of erotic dances. It pays attention to the development of flexibility, as well as to the hip swinging, caresses, etc.
Pop-strip - the trend in the strip dance which is determined by the popular modern music. It has its specialty: the combination of sensuality with the drive of the modern music.
Strip plasticity - It's a more slow trend, paying attention to improvisation. The movements are done to a slow sensual music.
Pole danceIt's the dance around the pole. Most elements are borrowed from the professional strip-tease. This kind of dance requires good preparation and resistance.
Still, strip dance is much more exciting when performed than described. Dear ladies, what are you waiting for?


Dreaming about stripping tonight

Still feels very unreal to think that tonight I might be performing. Sitting here, in a dull and empty office, it's difficult to believe in being a star. But back at home, in front of my web camera, I will work wonders. I am the queen of the stage. I am the observed of all the observers, sensual lady, moving slowly, seductively, sexily... I already imagine my viewers holding their breath and watching me tease them. No physical contact, yet, the sharp feeling of somebody else's presence, intense, attentive. 
Slow moves, bows, snake-like, I am a mysterious woman leading to my secret world. 
How would you describe pleasure? Where does it hide? In the eyesight, teasing your eye with the desirable body lines? In the hearing, bringing to life lovely melodies making your heart beat? In the smells, addictive memories of the women whom you could hardly touch, but their presence, subtle and evident, was disturbing you? In satisfaction of being with the beloved one, the one you almost depend on? In the feeling of a touch, a caress, a light whisper on the ear, a gentle kiss? In the memories or the reality of a sudden and almost violent sexual act, some kind of electricity, magentism and the drive between the hot bodies?
Warm waves of pleasure, or, rather, the coolness of being suddenly uplifted from the burden of the scenarios imposed from the outside....
Queen of my own world, full of mystery and beauty, shaking and always changing, magical....