Trying to find a photographer in this godforsaken city is so fucking hard.
SOMEONE PHOTOGRAPH ME NAKED FOR SG!
SOMEONE PHOTOGRAPH ME NAKED FOR SG!
Man, how I've missed this site.
I've had some health problems these past 8 months, which resulted in major surgery and a move back to my home in the Midwest.
But I'm fully recovered and finally getting back in to the swing of things.
Sometimes you just have to get knocked flat for things to get put back in perspective.
Life is funny like that, I guess.
And if nothing else, I have one hell of a gnarly scar to go with my tattoos now. Just another part of the story of my body and my life. I quite enjoy it.
How has everyone been?
XOXO,
Aperio
P.S. Anyone know of a good photographer in the St. Louis area?
I've had some health problems these past 8 months, which resulted in major surgery and a move back to my home in the Midwest.
But I'm fully recovered and finally getting back in to the swing of things.
Sometimes you just have to get knocked flat for things to get put back in perspective.
Life is funny like that, I guess.
And if nothing else, I have one hell of a gnarly scar to go with my tattoos now. Just another part of the story of my body and my life. I quite enjoy it.
How has everyone been?
XOXO,
Aperio
P.S. Anyone know of a good photographer in the St. Louis area?
HOW HAS THIS MUCH TIME GONE BY SINCE MY LAST BLOG????
Recap:
NEW SET IN MEMBER REVIEW! Ch-ch-ch-check it out, ya'll!!
New job.
New kindle fire.
New phone.
New sleep schedule (up at 4am for new job).
Same boy.
Same me.
((REAL UPDATE TO COME SOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!))
I hope you all have been well!
XOXO,
Aperio
Recap:
NEW SET IN MEMBER REVIEW! Ch-ch-ch-check it out, ya'll!!
New job.
New kindle fire.
New phone.
New sleep schedule (up at 4am for new job).
Same boy.
Same me.
((REAL UPDATE TO COME SOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!))
I hope you all have been well!
XOXO,
Aperio
Blog Post #4: Valentine's Day, Duck ponds, and Pineapple Vodka
It has been too long since I've posted. I kick myself for it every day, seriously.
Valentine's Day 2012 can be counted as a success, though not in the conventional corporate Valentine's Day way.
My boyfriend and I hung out with ducks and turtles in an orange grove, chain smoked double menthol cigarettes, and made old ladies uncomfortable as I likened a turtle's neck and head to an uncircumcised penis (Think about it. YOU CAN'T TELL ME I'M WRONG!)
We took a nap at 4pm and had a hearty salad and an edamame/tofu blend for dinner, took a shot of pineapple vodka with a pink sprinkle rim, and then he let me play the new Diablo 3 beta before he even did, which trust me, is saying A LOT, considering how big of a gamer he is and how excited he is about that game.
THAT'S RIGHT FOLKS! DIABLO 3 IS NOT EVEN OUT YET AND I HAVE PLAYED IT! (For the record, in my humble opinion, it is WELL WORTH the wait.)
I hope all of you had great Valentine's Days and had some sort of sex, preferably with someone else, but with yourself is always acceptable too.
XOXO,
Aperio
P.S. Got some photos back from a photo shoot, and if my already questionable lifestyle isn't enough to send me straight to hell, this definitely is. Haha. Mother forgive me.
It has been too long since I've posted. I kick myself for it every day, seriously.
Valentine's Day 2012 can be counted as a success, though not in the conventional corporate Valentine's Day way.
My boyfriend and I hung out with ducks and turtles in an orange grove, chain smoked double menthol cigarettes, and made old ladies uncomfortable as I likened a turtle's neck and head to an uncircumcised penis (Think about it. YOU CAN'T TELL ME I'M WRONG!)
We took a nap at 4pm and had a hearty salad and an edamame/tofu blend for dinner, took a shot of pineapple vodka with a pink sprinkle rim, and then he let me play the new Diablo 3 beta before he even did, which trust me, is saying A LOT, considering how big of a gamer he is and how excited he is about that game.
THAT'S RIGHT FOLKS! DIABLO 3 IS NOT EVEN OUT YET AND I HAVE PLAYED IT! (For the record, in my humble opinion, it is WELL WORTH the wait.)
I hope all of you had great Valentine's Days and had some sort of sex, preferably with someone else, but with yourself is always acceptable too.
XOXO,
Aperio
P.S. Got some photos back from a photo shoot, and if my already questionable lifestyle isn't enough to send me straight to hell, this definitely is. Haha. Mother forgive me.
Blog Post #3: SOUTHERN GOTHIC UP IN MEMBER REVIEW!
Why hello there!
My set went into Member Review TODAY!
It's so great to see all the lovely and kind words so many of you have left for my set.
Show some love! Nothing would make me happier than to be official and be able to deliver more sets for all of youuuuuu!
I've met some really great people so far, just today alone, and I'm so glad that SG already feels so much like home.
XOXO,
Aperio
P.S. Here's a little something to show my appreciation. It's not much, but I hope it will do.
Why hello there!
My set went into Member Review TODAY!
It's so great to see all the lovely and kind words so many of you have left for my set.
Show some love! Nothing would make me happier than to be official and be able to deliver more sets for all of youuuuuu!
I've met some really great people so far, just today alone, and I'm so glad that SG already feels so much like home.
XOXO,
Aperio
P.S. Here's a little something to show my appreciation. It's not much, but I hope it will do.
Blog Post #2: Blue hair, Black Hearts, and Saving a Dog in the Night
A few nights ago, on the way to dinner, I saw a German Shepherd puppy running down a busy road by my house. She was dodging cars and obviously lost. My boyfriend was in the left turn lane and couldn't flip a bitch so I made him pinky promise me (thumb kisses and all) that if we saw her again we would go back. But I was sad, because I was sure she would be hit before I got to her again. Goddamn you LA and all your freeways and stupid rules and lack of opportunities to just stop or turn around.
Fast forward 3 hours.
My boyfriend and I get back on the main road to my house and there she is, scampering along, scared shitless with her tail between her legs. I hit the pavement before the car even stopped.
My boyfriend and I, along with another good Samaritan and her daughter managed to coax the dog onto a side street and she flopped down in the grass, exhausted and scared. She had a collar that was rusted and too tight, but no tags. After an hour of sweet talking her and edging slowly towards her from where I sat on the curb, she allowed me to touch her and even to put her on a leash. She loved walking and stayed right by my side.
BLAH BLAH BLAH MORE INANE DETAILS GO HERE BLAH BLAH.
Long story short: She is now safe, and I named her LUCY. (And we're best friends for life, she and I, you can ask her.)
Lucy, Lucy mah gal:
AND, I added turquoise to my black and blonde hair. WOOP WOOP!
(Yes, I sleep with a blue fox and he wears striped socks. HIS NAME IS SOX, OK?!)
That is all she wrote for today, my friends. She being me, and not someone else.
LOVE,
Aperio
A few nights ago, on the way to dinner, I saw a German Shepherd puppy running down a busy road by my house. She was dodging cars and obviously lost. My boyfriend was in the left turn lane and couldn't flip a bitch so I made him pinky promise me (thumb kisses and all) that if we saw her again we would go back. But I was sad, because I was sure she would be hit before I got to her again. Goddamn you LA and all your freeways and stupid rules and lack of opportunities to just stop or turn around.
Fast forward 3 hours.
My boyfriend and I get back on the main road to my house and there she is, scampering along, scared shitless with her tail between her legs. I hit the pavement before the car even stopped.
My boyfriend and I, along with another good Samaritan and her daughter managed to coax the dog onto a side street and she flopped down in the grass, exhausted and scared. She had a collar that was rusted and too tight, but no tags. After an hour of sweet talking her and edging slowly towards her from where I sat on the curb, she allowed me to touch her and even to put her on a leash. She loved walking and stayed right by my side.
BLAH BLAH BLAH MORE INANE DETAILS GO HERE BLAH BLAH.
Long story short: She is now safe, and I named her LUCY. (And we're best friends for life, she and I, you can ask her.)
Lucy, Lucy mah gal:
AND, I added turquoise to my black and blonde hair. WOOP WOOP!
(Yes, I sleep with a blue fox and he wears striped socks. HIS NAME IS SOX, OK?!)
That is all she wrote for today, my friends. She being me, and not someone else.
LOVE,
Aperio
Blog Post #1: Yes Means Yes!
Hello all! I'm oh so excited to be a Hopeful on SG. I have been looking up to these girls from the tender age of 16 (yeah, 16. I hung out with older kids, aight?) But it took escaping the sorrowful Midwest, transplanting to Seattle, uprooting myself from the Emerald City, and finally settling in LA - where I've met more like-minded people in one place than anywhere else I've ever been - to make me think to myself: "Well, fuck, why not? I can do this too!"
And so I did.
Human sexuality in this porn-driven (NOT referring to SG. I love and respect SG for its honest and REAL take on feminine beauty and sexuality), unrealistic, media-driven capitalist culture (where the currency is both paper money and skin - though more likely skin) we live in has disgusted, fascinated, and intrigued me for quite some time. It would seem that to advance in this culture you either have to know somebody or blow somebody. (Pardon my forward nature? Nah, not really.) I have studied it both personally and academically, through exploring my own sexuality (yeah, I've been around, baby) and exploring the overall sexuality of our culture as a whole.
I have come to these realizations:
- Fuck their standards.
- You (yeah YOU, all of YOU, and even me) are BEAUTIFUL.
- Don't feed into the rape culture bullshit that has been shoved down your throat since before you can even remember.
- See media-skewed sexuality for what it really is, and for what it is not. (It is not real life, or real sexuality.)
- Respect yourself and above all, LOVE yourself. (Every scar, every mole, every stretch mark - all of it.)
And to this totally fucked up culture in which we all undoubtedly reside (and cannot physically escape), I say this:
If you, society, had a face, had a heart, had a living, breathing body, had a soul, this is still all you would get from me:
And to everyone else, the misfits, the loners, the ones who look at the world around them and long for something MORE, my sincerest love, and my applause.
LOVE,
Aperio
Hello all! I'm oh so excited to be a Hopeful on SG. I have been looking up to these girls from the tender age of 16 (yeah, 16. I hung out with older kids, aight?) But it took escaping the sorrowful Midwest, transplanting to Seattle, uprooting myself from the Emerald City, and finally settling in LA - where I've met more like-minded people in one place than anywhere else I've ever been - to make me think to myself: "Well, fuck, why not? I can do this too!"
And so I did.
Human sexuality in this porn-driven (NOT referring to SG. I love and respect SG for its honest and REAL take on feminine beauty and sexuality), unrealistic, media-driven capitalist culture (where the currency is both paper money and skin - though more likely skin) we live in has disgusted, fascinated, and intrigued me for quite some time. It would seem that to advance in this culture you either have to know somebody or blow somebody. (Pardon my forward nature? Nah, not really.) I have studied it both personally and academically, through exploring my own sexuality (yeah, I've been around, baby) and exploring the overall sexuality of our culture as a whole.
I have come to these realizations:
- Fuck their standards.
- You (yeah YOU, all of YOU, and even me) are BEAUTIFUL.
- Don't feed into the rape culture bullshit that has been shoved down your throat since before you can even remember.
- See media-skewed sexuality for what it really is, and for what it is not. (It is not real life, or real sexuality.)
- Respect yourself and above all, LOVE yourself. (Every scar, every mole, every stretch mark - all of it.)
And to this totally fucked up culture in which we all undoubtedly reside (and cannot physically escape), I say this:
If you, society, had a face, had a heart, had a living, breathing body, had a soul, this is still all you would get from me:
And to everyone else, the misfits, the loners, the ones who look at the world around them and long for something MORE, my sincerest love, and my applause.
LOVE,
Aperio
