Fatal Phallus Attraction.

Since my last blog post with the Youtube video of myself and my better half putting makeup on eachother (terribly), which feels like last year, I've not done much in terms of blogging or anything (you'll probably be pleased to know).

Well, that's because I hit a giant wall of creative block. Which was absolutely awful, and it happened just as I was beginning to start my business endeavour which I've always wanted to do. I wonder if I spooked myself or got intimidated by all the steps it requires to succeed. Anyway, I've really not been doing much to progress myself in anything worthwhile, as the level on my Skiyrim save proves...

I have though, gotten back up on my feet and I'm starting it again, yeeeeey!

During my block I discovered a few of my newly-discovered things to do. And that's draw dick pics.
That's right.
Dick pics.
Drawings of phallus'.

Here are my 3  favourite ones so far:

One thing which I massively felt I needed to inform everyone when I first showed the top photo of the dick on the crucifix was that it's in no connection to any religious terms. Every day of my life in whatever I do I don't ever think about religion at all. Not in a positive light or a negative one. It's just something I don't give two shits about. I'm a very very happy person, and that's because the only rules I live by are ones I have written for myself, and that is just to be a decent person and not bring anyone down. It's a very simple thing to go by, and you don't need to tell yourself you should memories paragraph numbers on a vast collection of pages.

The first photo shouldn't be taken seriously, however if you wanted to take it seriously, with the message 'stay erect or DIE' you could translate that into 'if you don't stay strong you might fall' / 'stay strong and you'll be fine'. Alternatively, you could very bluntly translate that into if that dick becomes flaccid, it's going to get pretty mangled to shit.


So yes, drawing detailed dicks has become quite the obsession for me. I've even invested in some watercolours and proper water colour paper. Yeah you heard me, money was SPENT to draw penises on. Well... my better half's money as a present :p

With my new bloom of creativity I'v also dyed my hair again. I used to have my hair all sorts of colours as I was growing up, from brown, black, luminous green, apple green, turquoise, blue, red, pink, yellow, blonde, white, purple... but always these colours were underneath my more normal-coloured hair and never an all-over do (well except for the brown, black, blonde and white).
I have decided to dye my hair a very pastel pinky purple. It has lingering blonde tones in it every now and then as my natural haircolour is peeping through. It sorta looks a bit like a Fruit Salad (those delicious 1p sweets. although Blackjacks were personally my favourite).

I'm really happy with how it turned out, and I actually really really like the patchiness of it. I've never worn extensions and I love to keep my hair naturally very long, so I'm not anticipating dying it again anytime soon to block out the blonde tones, as I have very little patience for anything to sit on my hair for a while unless it's just conditioner doing it's lovely job.

I have also discovered I have absolutely ZERO shame or shits given walking around topless infront of friends and strangers. Just a perception I have made with myself there. Ah dear.