Lust, LadyG, Le Chou.

Bonsoir mes petits monstres! And what a lovely summer evening it is. I was trying to find some unique catchphrase to get people's attention, a hook if you will, and honestly the French people have so many weird nicknames for each other. Like "chou-chou" for example. "Chou Chou" is around the same status as sweetie, or honey, or muffin, except chou chou means cabbage. That's right. Cabbage. No doubt you would love for your significant to walk in the door, take you in his arms, and  whisper softly as he gazes lucidly into your eyes– "I love you, cabbage". I'm just going to put this out there, and say that I'm not a fan.

  

Nom?

 

Something I am a fan of is art. I happen to regard myself as an amateur art connoisseur. Basically I love all types of art, but only know a tad more about like drawing and singing. Less about all the other types of art. But I still appreciate widely. Lady Gaga may be a half-psychotic sick hypnotic fabulous bitch, but she's also a very provocative artist. For example, her new video Alejandro is seriously smashing. I love it. I'm a little addicted to her. There was this one article saying that someone named some baggy of drug after her. I could totally be making that up. But, because I love you all, here is the link

Seriously, just watch it. In my personal opinion, it's a representation of the struggle of humanity to reach this futuristic goal we have set for ourselves, mixed with the potency of Gaga's opinion about female sexuality and the freedoms gained so far. Aren't I the little film critic :)

*I know that we are young and I know you may love me*

Spicy. I have also just discovered this song Brown Skin. Talk about yummy, this is perfect for some chocolate love, if you know what I mean. Of course you know what I mean, otherwise I would have to be monumentally disappointed in you. And we both don't want that. 

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!!

I have decided to make a little list of things I'm lusting after in order to quench those desires a tad. Since none of these things are immediately accessible, admitting to them will most likely give me some sort of release, right? Right.

One. Silky something

Two. A car of my own

Three. An apartment (roommates are okay, parents are not)

Four. Chocolate

Five. Combine 1 and 4, add MAN (if ya get me)

Six. Sunny Beach Vacation

Seven. That Voice

Eight. Brown Summer Boots

Nine. A non-broken phone

Ten. Fall

Okay, I believe I'm done with that. And if I may, no spoilers included, Glee was fantastic, and I should know better than to watch the finale when I'm hormonal. I love good singing voices. They send shivers down my spine and make me melt like putty, and I cannot resist charm+a good singing voice. That combo will have me floored. 

Now that I have given you all tools to romance me, I will sign off with this yummy tidbit I fell across on the internet recently in honor of the fantastic Glee finale!

Eyegasmic

~Forever Yours