Hey kids,
I've been a long time without an update. Whew, I've been busy! Between shows, shoots, and just generally being awesome, I've overextended myself. But it's okay, because I'm taking a vacation! From Saturday to Wednesday, I will be in NYC wreaking havok with my loverpants Scarlett! If YOU are in NYC, leave me a quick note and perhaps we can hang out.

So the big news- I shot my segment for Playboy TV on Saturday! I am -officially- a Playboy model. I took them to go play Guitar Hero, showed them my extensive comic book collection, and went to the Silver Snail, Toronto's biggest comic book store, showed them my action figures, talked about SG and explained why Marvel characters are better than DC, and why video games are sexy. It'll be airing in February, so keep your eyes on the Playboy channel! You'll be able to recognize me...just look for this shirt:


Some of you were asking where I was in the newest Gothic Beauty. Look on page 42, I'm modeling for Plastik Wrap.
Some new pictures:


By Sang Photo for SoDaLicious clothing, for the Motionball Gala. MUA- Amanda Souza, the blonde model is Britnee M.

It's 7:30 in the a.m., and waking up before noon is passe, so I'm going back to bed. Don't want to lose my street cred!
Good night, good morning, good everything.
hexes and oohhhs,
love lucy

New things in Lucy-land:

• I'm going to be on a Playboy TV show called, "Around the World in 80 Babes". It's like a travel show with boobies. I'll be showing them how rad it is to live in Toronto, eh.


• Congratulations Sid and Trevor.


• Tekky, Martini, myself and some other lovely ladies will be representing Suicidegirls at The Everything to do with Sex Show this weekend. If you're in the area, come say hi and check us out in our fetish gear.


• I am glad Nana and her rape set were removed. I'd extoll on the subject, but I think enough of that has been done by members and girls much more eloquent than myself. Thanks to staff for listening to the community and not only removing the problem, but issuing an apology.


• Early Halloween present for all of you:

hexes and ohhhs,
love lucy

Some fiction for you kids to read, it's the beginning of a new project I'm working on.

Blowing Smoke Rings
You lean out of the window and push your bangs out of your face. You taste a mouthful of it as a gust of wind blows it into your lipgloss. You glower and contemplate just shaving your locks off. A shock and a new start's maybe all you need, and that will provide both. But winter's coming and god, wouldn't you look stupid in the end, with your bumpy head and all the scars on your scalp? And what are you, if not pretty? Your whole identity has become how you look.

If you're not careful,you'll end up dead at thirty of an overdose, just like all those young starlets with all face and no skills.
Marilyn Monroe.
Anna Nicole.

Or maybe that's what you want, isn't it? That's what all girls like you want, and you're all just too afraid to off yourself good and proper, once and for all. Look at you, nearly falling out of the third-story window so the room won't reek of pot, almost tumbling splat-flat onto the streets each time you cough.

These days, instead of eating, you sneak a joint outside the window.

These days, instead of exercising, you spend all of your time on the internet looking at pictures of cats and jerking off to that same clip of James Marsden banging Jaime King in Lies and Alibis.

These days, getting out of bed, waking up every morning and choosing to live, choosing to wake up from the asolute peace that you allot yourself more and more time in; these days, that seems more and more a bad choice.

You've smoked your drug down to the filter. You flick the butt onto the grass, secretly hoping there's something in there incendiary enough to make the entire lawn go up in flames. You feel a kiss of grim satisfaction as you see a tiny spark flare for a second and then die. It passes...no natural disaster to make your dramatic exit this evening. Tonight won't be your triumphant end.

You close the window and roll on the bed, thinking. The hard partying, the self abuse...the flaking out on work and waking up to a new face every morning...the knowing in your heart that your looks aren't sustainable and that in five to ten years you'll be nothing unless you can be tragic and brave enough to off yourself and therefore attain that immortal status that comes from great beauty cut off in its prime...face it, lady. You're a DUI and a little dog away from being your typical Hollywood st-HARLOT.

The numb feeling envelops you, leaving you warm and languid. You detach yourself from the harshness of reality and snuggle into your thoughts. You always tell people you're a writer, but you never write. You spend a lot of time writing, but you never write. It isn't because you don't want to write. You love creating stories.

You just hate telling them.
bd2007

hexes and ohhhs.
love lucy

My darling perverts! I have a post-trip update.

• I fell in love this weekend, with New Hampshire and Eggs Benedicte and the Tilton diner and Vitamin water and Ges and Scarlett.


• I spent hours playing the wonder that is skee-ball. I won myself a shark. I named him Jesus after you god-fearing, bible-thumping, Jesus-Fish sporting yanks I adore.


• But seriously, all the Jesus stuff kind of scares me, a little. I was okay with it all until I saw the Jesus bobbleheads.


• You Americans have the greatest cereals. You guys still have Cookie Crisp, and Fruity Pebbles, and Apple Jacks! I haven't seen those since I was a kid.


• Speaking of cereal, this weekend I pulled a move I haven't done since I was eight...I bought a box of cereal for the prize inside. The little mini Shrek light is awesome, but Eggo cereal is not so great, actually.


• Lemonkid tried to steal my husband.


• SG Montreal knows how to party.


• Kali gives great anal soliloquies when drunk.


• Martini got a pink triangle on her sleeve at the Montreal Tattoo Convention. Go to her journal and ask her to see it. She asked me to come with her when she got it. I think that means she's gay for me. But then, I figured that out a while ago, back when she got me drunk and then paid me a dollar to touch her vageener.


• On an...um...COMPLETELY UNRELATED note, Martini owes me a dollar.


• Dusti and Flit are really, REALLY cute.


• The boy's thermal is retardedly comfortable. I bought one for the boy this weekend and I've decided to keep it, instead.


• I actually bought clothes in colors other than red and black this weekend. I feel odd and old. But lately, with all the red and black, I was starting to feel like an extra in a My Chemical Romance video, only without the money, recognition or chance to stare at Frank's bubbly little behind. Boo to that.
• I got my results back from my doctor and I do NOT have the Rand herp.

Pictures.

Hexes and ooohs.
Love Lucy

I'm still in NH. I really like it here. It's a beautiful community and the no tax thing is awesome...I got an entire new fall wardrobe for cheap.

To you Montrealers, see you Saturday! I'm so looking forward to partying with Shazzy, Lemonkid, the beautiful Faye, my lover Martini, et all...and I cannot wait to meet the lovely Ges! I've had a crush on that girl for AGES.

Please, please, go give your love to Sharnyparny. She needs some support and good wishes now.

hexes and ooohhhs.
love lucy

Hey kids! I'm in New Hampshire and this marks my first trip out of Canada in, well, ever.
Y'all have a LOT of Jesus fish on your cars...what gives?
Here's my itinerary for the next week:
We're in Laconia, New Hampshire until next Saturday, with an overnight trip to Boston on Wednesday. Then on Saturday, we're heading to Montreal for the night, and then back in Toronto for Sunday evening. If any of you locals in Boston, NH, or Montreal want to hang with us, please let me know...the most important part of travel for me is all the awesome people I get to spend time with, so the more time I get to spend with new awesome people, the better my trip will be.

Hexes and oooohhhhhs,
love lucy

Hey kids!
First off, if you haven't gone to comment on Valdis' rejected set Pleasantville, please go do so...this set needs to go live!

Secondly, if you are in the GTA, come see me, Martini, and Tekky horrocking out (I think I just coined a new term!) at the Festival of Fear!


I leave you with some peektures. Taken by Jim Avicdar, clothing by Sodalicious, hair by Hair Enforcer

UUU-U-U-U-U-PDAAAAAAAATTTEEEE!

Okay, that was obnoxious. Now, onto your regularly scheduled programming:

Go check out this rejected set! It's awesome.
Valdis-Pleasantville



-My feet are smelly. Seriously, ew. I think I should shower.-I'm seeing a lot of stars recently.

-This is my hubby. Those are my hands. By StaticFlux. Fantastic photographer and great guy.


-There's a street party going on outside and I'm in here, like a schlub, on my computer. There's a fetish party I'm missing tonight because my new ID hasn't come in the mail yet and I need sleep because tomorrow I have a shoot with this gentleman for this clothing company. I can't wait!

-Fuck you, my name is Beulah.

NEW PEECTURES!
By Gordon Lau:

Guitar Hero night with Tekky, Lisseth, and RedVinyl:

Tune in tomorrow for more updates and a dissertation on Why I won't be giving the new Bourne money any of my money!

hexes and ooooohhhhhs,
love lucy