Naughty Nymph Ramblings

That's right, it's Halloween year-round when you have hot outfits like this one in your lingerie drawers. This is another one of my most favorite exotic dancer outfits that I felt it was necessary to photographically document. The girls at the club would call these chaps even though they don't connect at the waist and are technically leggings. Whichever you prefer, they have a certain way of drawing more attention to the parts that aren't covered in the behind region. Definitely THE outfit to wear if you're feeling cheeky.



Anyhoo, there's over 100 snaps of me posing in this outfit for members of AmberLily.net. If the background looks a bit familiar that's because, yes, this is another Trixie-As-Photographer photo set shot at her home. (Thank you, *again* Trixie for having me over and shooting so many nice pictures of me.) I'm glad that one of my leggings/chaps outfits has finally made it into pictures. I've quite literally gotten a lot of mileage out of this particular outfit. That might be more obvious if I posted more pictures, but it's no accident that the outfit shows the most wear in certain areas. The little green spider webs are faded at the knees, the inner thighs and the gstring. A testament to how much fun I had dancing. ;)

Mmmm, yes indeedy...

Oh, got mentally sidetracked for a moment. In other news, I should have something *especially* worthwhile to share within the next day or two. I hope anyway! The news might break on my twitter first. So if you've got an account there, by all means follow me.

Just a warning, this is a little rant I've wanted to make for awhile now, and as a rant -- it won't be totally logical or make sense for most folks, but maybe it will help illustrate where I'm coming from. And what better day to make it than today when Sarah Palin resigns as governor of Alaska.

I wished people didn't think that look like Sarah Palin and Tina Fey because it COSTS ME MONEY.

Not sure how I got to this conclusion? Has my ego just instantly swollen up a couple of dress sizes because I've compared myself to two very famous people? Sure, it has, but what I've said still more true than I'd like. Throughout the last presidential election, I made a conscious effort to *not* be publicly political because in all honesty -- it's just not very me. I didn't and still don't have much faith in our elected government and spending much time thinking about it only adds another knot in my already severely knotted-up stomach. My own personal life overwhelms me. If you're spent any time on my blog, then you already know that.

So I didn't blog, or tweet, or talk about the election or its players in camshows. But that doesn't mean that it didn't reach me. Even without my being an outspoken crusader type, politics got into my work, my sex work. Against my wishes. Against my will. I've been caught in the middle of something I don't claim to fully understand, and it sucks. It costs me money because I bear just enough of a physical resemblance to both Sarah Palin and Tina Fey for me to be likened to both of them and what they represent. It's that last part that's causing problems for me. What do they represent? A whole mess of ideas that usually don't involve people's dicks getting hard or pussies getting wet. Ideas that make most people in my webcam show chatrooms angry or hostile or at the very least prone to belittling or ridiculing ME. It's particularly bad in my private camshow chatroom. People have turned me into a stand-in scapegoat, and it hasn't been fun.

Sure, there's been a few folks who've intended for their "Hey, you look like Sarah Palin/Tina Fey!" to be a compliment, but the nitty gritty is that the majority of the time what follows isn't pretty. If my one-on-one camshow chatters see me more as Sarah Palin then it's the perfect catalyst for them to try to abuse me because they don't like her. Vent all of their political frustrations on to me because she's not as directly accessible. I remember one private camshow I had where all my viewer typed throughout our session was verbiage along the lines of: "Yea, gonna hate fuck that republican pussy til it busts open" or something like that. It was more than I wanted to deal with, something I hadn't anticipated as we hadn't really discussed it beforehand, but at least I can console myself with the fact that was a show that I earned money for and maybe I provided much needed therapy in a safer venue for my aggressive chatter than if he'd wanted to take his frustrations elsewhere. I'm a big girl, I can always "End Show" if I'm being asked to perform in ways that I don't like or am not capable of. Ending a private camshow session is something I've very rarely resorted to because it's largely unnecessary. I've been a camwhore long enough to screen out unsuitable shows based on what my chatters say before we even have the opportunity to "go there". Obviously though, my experience and intuition aren't 100% infallible.

Most of the time, my chatters tend just use my look-alikeness as the excuse for NOT getting a private show with me. If my one-on-one chatters preferred to see me more as Tina Fey, then they seemed to have more expectations that I'd be more funny than I really am, and this REALLY takes us off course. My job is to be a sexual turn-on, and my sensual energy has a price tag on it that's paid in a per-minute-fashion -- not do a comedy routine in my free chat lobby for FREE. I suppose I could try to be more funny if asked to be so in a paid-for show, but you know, I've never been asked for that. Not once have I been asked to perform stand-up comedy in a private show.

I had high hopes that after the election was over that my term of being a Just-As-Good-As-A-Palin-Punching-Bag would be over too, but both Sarah Palin and Tina Fey have gone supernova famous, and there is no end in sight. It doesn't matter if Sarah Palin resigns as governor because she's not going to permanently leave public eye. Anyone who thinks she's going to fade away must be more blind than I am when I take off my "Sarah Palin Glasses". *Grumble grumble*

Perhaps what most bothers me, since I'm doomed to be a Palin/Fey look-alike, is how MEAN and HATEFUL so many liberals, people who claim to be "so much more fair and open-minded" are towards Palin. I don't want to be slammed for saying this, I'd love to remain all Swizterland-Neutral/Non-Political/Warm & Fuzzy, but maybe after reading all of this rant, it might occur to some of those in anti-Palin camp that being so consumed by hate/fear/loathing that you're constantly getting personal and blasting her and her family in your twitter isn't showing anyone how your political stance is better. It's breeding more of the same and that same winds up in my chatroom trying to hate fuck me or just fuck me out of money. It truly bothers me that it's probably because Sarah Palin is an attractive female that she is hated WAY MORE than her fellow male conservative counterparts. The way the hate missiles are launched at her and her children most likely wouldn't have happened if she had been born with a penis.

And it's not helpful that I'm not even the slightest bit flattered to be compared to Tina Fey. I never watched 30 Rock and I seldom catch Saturday Night Live, but I did hear about her interview in Vanity Fair and that's pretty much turned me off. Way off. I felt personally insulted when I read this: "I love to play strippers and to imitate them,” says Fey. “I love using that idea for comedy, but the idea of actually going there? I feel like we all need to be better than that. That industry needs to die, by all of us being a little bit better than that." Which industry is is that needs to die? Oh, right, the one I happily work in of my own choice, the adult entertainment industry.

Le Sigh.

Was this rant long enough for you? It's more than I intended to write, that's for sure. I wanted to unburden myself, and I'm certain that after I hit "Publish Post" that I'll instantly feel better. It's not as if I'm in a bad mood today or anything. I'll just be sure to NOT wear my glasses tonight when I webcam. I'll put on half a pound of black eye liner, a full pound of eye shadow, and lots and lots of red lipstick. Maybe then I'll look like the fun & sexy adult entertainer that I strive to be. Meow.

The owner of Camz sent all of the performers on the Camz network an email explain the recent tech issues: As it turns out, the building where the computers for Camz are hosted was to receive an upgrade to their air conditioning. Instead of doing the A/C units one at a time as instructed, they shut down all of the A/C units at once. The temporary units brought in were not enough to keep the data center cooled. This caused the data center to overheat and machines were shut down. The hosting company was not at fault since they were not even notified of the air unit upgrade. However, the end result was Camz lost a few core machines. This caused a great deal of downtime and instability. Long story short is that Camz has the new machines and is nearing the completion of many of the transfers that will once again add stability to the network. They've even taken it a step further and set up redundancy to their core machines to avoid issues like this in the future.

So there we are. You know what I know. What I wrote above is pretty much a regurgitation of the email I received. I'm optimistic that the worst is behind us and that my regular one-hour shows will more *regular*. My current weekly showtime is still: Tuesdays, 7pm ET / 4pm PT. See you tomorrow? Join my site to get a ticket to the show and see thousands of naughty pictures & hours of video of me to boot.

Figured it would be a good idea to record a vlog explaining about my group camshow situation -- Camz has been experiencing quite a few technical issues over the last month or so, and so it's been a gamble whether or not my shows would still be, well, showing. I'm going to see what's happening with my support request, and if they can give us any sort of time frame on when their server problems are going to be over. In all honesty, I'm not sure that they'll have any specific answers to give. Problems just happen.

If you're a member of either of my sites AmberLily.net or NymphFeet.com -- trust in knowledge that I will find another broadcasting method for my once a week group shows, if necessary. Stay tuned!!

When BigD had first told me that my first comic book love Archie Andrews was proposing to Veronica Lodge in the 600th issue of Archie, and that it was all over the news, I wasn't the least bit surprised. Not even a smidgen. (Well, okay, I was surprised it was all over the news since "Archie" hasn't been a mega-trendy comic in awhile now.) If Archie was ever going to be forced to choose between Betty & Veronica, my vote was for Veronica as she made the most logical sense. I know, I know. That's not the answer you'd expect from me, is it?

I read Archie Comics for a few years mostly during the span of junior high (or middle school as it's called in Southern California) and have quite the collection gathering dust in storage down there at BigD's mom's house. I used to draw fashions for both Betty & Veronica and even had one of my designs chosen for Veronica in an early issue of her self-named title. I also used to write little articles or reports that the kids send in to Archie Comics that they in turn publish within a few of their titles and award small monetary prizes to. Winning those 1st & 2nd prizes with checks for $10/$12 (the exact amounts escapes me) not only were my first publication credits but totally fed my comic collection -- the funds literally went back to Archie in the form of subscriptions to all of my favorite titles. "Betty's Diary" was at the top of my list. Entire issues all from Betty's perspective. I loved Betty. Betty Cooper is the epitome of the "girl next door." Always sweet. Always doing the right thing. Always so conscious of what others feel and think. Always. And she never changed, at least not much over the years I followed her inner most thoughts. Too often, an almost complete doormat to Archie; he walked all over her in favor of Veronica without even a second thought most of the time. It was heartbreaking. The times that Betty actually did win Archie's attention were bittersweet.

The argument should not be Betty versus Veronica for the role of wife to Archie, but rather -- why would Betty want to be with someone who never truly appreciated her natural beauty, talents or intellect anyway? Archie's choice was clear to me years ago. The epitome "boy next door" wants what he wants, and he wants the stunning brunette heiress who has *actually* had some character growth in recent years. True, I haven't picked up an issue since I moved out of Memphis and left my favorite comic book shop behind, but at last glance -- Veronica wasn't a spoiled brat princess *all* of the time. Okay, so she'd still be flippant with her friends feelings, but she *learned* from her mistakes and made more efforts to be more like Betty while still being herself in the stories I remember. Veronica isn't heartless or brainless, and is more than just Gossip Girl precursor. Don't believe me? Go on, pick up a few of her issues, and you'll see she's more complicated than that. To say that Archie's making a mistake, isn't giving the characters, or the folks who've shaped them, enough credit. A marriage between Archie and Veronica is more challenging for those characters. There's more passion between them. Archie has never said that he sees Veronica more "like his sister" than his girlfriend. Once you hear words like that come out of Archie-kin's mouth, how can anyone think that his ultimate choice would be Betty Cooper?

Naturally, I'm not sure that I believe that this wedding will take place, that the legendary love-triangle will truly end. But it looks like I need to find my way to a comic book store, ya know, just to be sure.

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Even if it's not warm enough here in the Pacific Northwest for us UNfeathered types to take a dip, you won't hear Boy Duck and his companion Girlfriend Duck complaining. These two ducks are regulars at our apartment complex's pool. How do I know they're regulars? Well, since the Exercise Room is frequently closed with all of the remodeling this place is doing, I've started going on walks to help make sure I'm getting *some* kind of exercise and fresh air. I see Boy Duck almost every day I'm out. I wouldn't imagine that the chlorinated water would be good for them, but I'm not sure that there even IS that much going on chemical-wise since no one else is using the pool. Or probably even will until maybe next month. So Boy Duck and Girlfriend Duck have the place to themselves, and they give me something to look forward to after I've huffed and puffed my way up and down the steep nearby hills. I made sure to bring my camera with me this last time so I should share what a great couple they make.



I hope that everyone is enjoying their Memorial Day Weekend!