Hotel Life - Room Service

Hotel Life - Pool (1)

Visited two different lakes. Unfortunately, it was too cold for swimming (much too cold). But I did rediscover - since my childhood, of course - the fun of hotel pools.

I found it rather interesting that there were floor-length windows on one wall of the pool room. I took a walk down that street, though, and with the daylight outside, you can hardly see anything that's not right beside the window. From inside, though, it makes for a pretty neat contrast, between the humid pool environment, and the people bundled up outside in the cold, blustery weather.

Hotel Clones

In hindsight, I wish I'd put more thought into this image. But I was busier than I expected, and also concerned about filling my phone up with a week's worth of pictures before making it back home to dump them onto my computer.

That was the spatial version (i.e., what you would see if you existed simultaneously across all times). Now here's the temporal version (what we would normally see):

(This is really only a rough outline. Again, I wish I'd had more time to spend developing the concept - something like a morning routine sort of video, perhaps).

Closed & Open

Hotel Life - Morning Views

Sometimes it's cold climbing out of bed in the morning!

Hello world!

Hotel Life - Shower Cam

Plus: a two part video documentary!

Part 1 - Getting Clean

Part 2 - Getting Dirty

Fitting Room Fashion Show

Fitting rooms don't often have enough room to set up a good shot (hence why I'm always tilting my camera on the diagonal just to get my whole body in the frame), but - conceptually - I really like the idea of the fitting room fashion show. I've been playing around with video a lot more now that I have a halfway decent video camera right on my phone, just a pocket's reach away at any given time. And I've been looking for some novel approaches to presenting my fitting room adventures (the combination of trying on new clothes, and getting undressed outside of the home, is rife with photographic potential), which can get samey after a while. So I hope this turns out well. There's not much room for choreographing and filming separate takes, when I'm already self-conscious about taking too long, and causing someone to get suspicious about what's going on in there...

Anyway, I liked all these dresses (and the scandalously low-cut shorts) so much that I bought all of them except for the first one (because as cute as it is, that cut won't stay up on my flat chest at all), and the wedding dress, which wouldn't even remotely fit across my shoulders.

Innocent or Prurient

I grow bored of trying to figure out (let alone argue in defense) whether it's prurient or perfectly innocent, but I take delight in any opportunity to strip completely naked outside of the house, especially in the midst of a public environment - even if I am doing so in a private booth, albeit with the hustle and the bustle of the marketplace all around me.

Fitting rooms and family restrooms are ideal for this, although I have to admit to occasionally eyeing those photo booths you see at the mall longingly, with their flimsy curtains and dangerous vulnerability (and photo evidence to take home with you!).

Most people get dressed before leaving the home, remain dressed all day, and only disrobe after returning home. To mix up that continuity by getting naked at any point during the day, outside of the home, is exciting, in a way. I guess whether that feeling is motivated by prurient or innocent intent is a moot point, after all - because as long it's done behind a door or a curtain, it's completely harmless either way.

Hiatus

You may have noticed lately - what with the belated posting times, relatively uninspired photos, and lack of writing to accompany them - that I am struggling with this daily project. I was out of town all last week on short notice (that is, without enough time to prepare a week's worth of quality material), and that's just the tip of the iceberg. So, though I have some great photos from my travels I am looking forward to sharing, the truth is, my basic living conditions - that had previously facilitated this project so well - have changed, and I don't have the freedom I had planned on having to cater to my artistic whims. I can't even guarantee being able to celebrate all the holidays I wanted to celebrate (beginning with an absentee St. Patrick's Day, and continuing through a lackluster Easter).

Instead of struggling to stay afloat, I think it'd be better to take the pressure off and just focus on making the best pictures I can when I can actually manage to do it. This isn't the project I wanted to present to the world, but there are some things in life you just can't control. I have a hard time committing to defeat (especially because it's not my desire to give this project up, but the inaccessibility of the conditions I need to complete it), so I'll continue posting as long as I have something to post, even though I've already become very lenient on deadlines. But if service becomes intermittent at any point, or you encounter a hiatus, well, at least now you won't be surprised.

Hotel Life - Mirror

Pinch

Boredom

Stroking

From front and back!

Pornography

Pikachu of Walmart

I was wearing my Pikachu dress in Walmart (in honor of last week's cosplay), and my partner saw this Pikachu hat sitting nearby. It was a perfect match, lol.

Summer Shopping

It's only spring, but as far as I'm concerned it's still winter. However, the temperature lurched up into the '80s for a day or two without warning (why couldn't this have happened last weekend, when I was parading around the city in a Speedo?), making it feel like summer, at least for a hot minute (I don't imagine it's going to last). And then I remembered I need to buy a new pair of shorts! So I grabbed a shirt to try them on with, and ended up trying on a bikini too just for the hell of it - because why not?!

Aftermath

Back Stage

In my nude-colored panties and petal-shaped pasties. Sometimes you don't want what's underneath your clothes to upstage your outfit. -_^

Normally, I wouldn't wear anything underneath a towel, but under these circumstances, you want to be double (or even triple) covered. I actually have two pairs of underwear on - a thong, in addition to these nude boyshorts. That way, if my safety pins should happen to fail, I won't be exposing myself to anyone. Yeah, I know, it'd be a better world if these kind of wardrobe malfunctions were considered the rare treats that they are, instead of a potentially serious crime. But, well, there it is.

Privacy in these changing booths was minimal. For one thing, the cloth dividers were diaphanous - opaque enough to obscure details, but translucent enough to enable the visibility of silhouettes (so, no getting away with any hanky panky :-p). Yet I still had someone pull the curtain aside and peek in while I was changing, to see if the booth was occupied.

What's more, the second booth I changed in (at the front) had a significant gap between the cloth dividers at one of the corners - the corner that just happened to face the door! So, anybody walking in, if they happened to be standing in the right spot, and looking in the right direction, could pretty much see everything as I stripped naked and changed into my costume.

Not that any of this bothered me, of course. ;-p

Naked Cosplay

This is actually the canonical version of the cosplay.
I just wear a towel in public to avoid expulsion/arrest.

Technically, Pokémon don't wear any clothes, am I right?

seifuku ga jama wo suru,
motto jiyuu ni ai saretai no

Candelabra

Kitchen Ace

(And taking names :-p).

Lounge Chair

Make yourself comfortable...

Crawling Back To You

"Most things I worry 'bout will never happen, anyway."

It looks neat, but crawling around like this is really bad for my hair, as it tends to get caught under my hands and in my knees, and then I run the risk of pulling it out. >.<

In The Doorway

Covered

As anyone who's ever drafted a public indecency law has surely learned, delineating which patches of skin should be considered "indecent" (when neighboring patches less than an inch adjacent may be deemed perfectly acceptable for public exposure) is an exercise in arbitrariness. That's why these things often focus on landmarks like nipples/areolas, pubic hair, and the genitals themselves (e.g., penis, scrotum, labia, anus). After all, how should one measure the curvature of a breast, or a pair of buttocks?

As it is, though, removing one's pubic hair limits the amount of real estate that must absolutely be covered, giving you some measure of leeway - who's to say if that particular patch of skin lies within the "pubic area" if it is just as hairless as any other? The imagination thrills at the possibilities!

Pink Rocks

In case you haven't seen it before, this is my latest guitar acquisition. I've wanted something pink and girly for a while now, and I came across this one - Daisy Rock's Rock Candy - used at a Guitar Center. It was priced to move, so I snatched it up. That's how it got its name - Serendipity. It sounds good, and looks incredible. I love the way it sparkles in the light. I imagine it would just dazzle under a spotlight. I like the color so much I got matching nail polish! Maybe someday I'll play it properly for you. :-p

Mopping the Floor

(Edited for time constraints)

Another entry in my "naked chores" series. My favorite part of this one is the "Easter egg" you can catch if you watch the left side of the screen at about the 0:48 second mark. Isn't it somehow more interesting knowing that I'm not alone? I think so.

Living Deliciously

When I stumbled upon this t-shirt online, I had to have it. It commemorates my favorite scene from The Witch - in my opinion, one of the greatest horror movies of this millennium (not to overhype it, lol). In this scene, the last survivor of a Puritan family living on the outskirts of colonial America, after being rewarded for their divine fervor with the unrelenting torment of an indifferent universe, is given a tantalizing offer by the devil, who asks, "wouldst thou like to live deliciously?" It's not that he's asking her to sell her soul (although it could be interpreted that way), but more that he's giving her permission to enjoy the good things in life (like frolicking naked in the woods, and relishing the pleasure of sexual ecstasy), something her Puritan ideology forbade, and for what? Unending suffering. So why not try the alternative? God wants you to suffer. The devil just wants you to have a good time.

Now let's get real. Blind faith is not a virtue. It is a handicap. Just because I question the authority of men who claim to speak for God, does not make me evil. If I do not believe in a God, it does not mean that I do not believe in goodness. And if I relish antagonism against the church, it's because I rail against the bureaucracy of spirituality, which is a perversion of the divine. God does not dwell in houses made by human hands. Lucifer is the protagonist of the Bible, a courageous rebel standing up to an authoritarian (and genocidal) ruler. Satanism is virtuous in the sense of its original etymology - not as a form of worshiping darkness (a Hollywood fantasy), but standing in the role of God's accuser, demanding justice for wrongdoings. If God is evil, then Satan is our salvation. Consider that the devil is stereotypically depicted using imagery of pagan gods - a literal case of demonizing foreign cultures, committed wholesale by Christian imperialists. The truth is more complex than those who would whitewash history for their own benefit want you to believe.

Easter Dress

My favorite part of Easter - besides giving me an excuse to listen to Jesus Christ Superstar, eat candy, and cook deviled eggs - are the pretty, springy, pastel dresses marketed to girls. I wouldn't mind an excuse to dress up and go out in my "Sunday finest", just without all the religious baggage attached.