Saturday, October 29, 2005
Machismo I Fancy, Cyril Raffaelli
Cyril Raffaelli...
tell me what you see in this man, apart from his sleepy eyes, which roam far into the abyss of wonder. I love the way he doesnt pose for the picture, odd angle he has on. Blank eyes... haunting indeed. I like the way his mouth is sculptured and how his chin has stubbles all over. oh stubbles... And his thin face plastered with such resolute and stoicsm. You can wonder in his eyes and he grips you with silence, silence which will mean the world to you. You will sit silently, in front of him and he looks you in the eyes, saying things with his mind. You will leave your whole self, by just being with him.
What I look in a man, is his sensuality. He needs to do his own thing, leave me on my own, till I need him around. He needs to be brave, physically active and what I would call '
gungho', a lil tad of
solid machismo. Bad guys who balance their animal instincts as well as their well-deserve tact, win the most women. He will stand for his woman,
anytime. now tell me ladies, what whack can man be if they allow their mothers to make most decisions for them...?say with me..'what whacks..!' Thats something about Raffaelli that lifts me up into the heavens.
This bloke, is no where good looking, no where Hollywood material apart from him being in a few movies like The Transporter, Kiss of the Dragon, Mortal Transfer and the latest Banieule 13, but I find him unbelievably attractive. I am a sucker for underdogs and shy quiet but smart cool guys. Its the mystery in such guys, who make them Men when they pursue their women in the most genial and respectful ways. You can just get lost and elope with them and they will take good care of you. They hang out in brotherhood, make good friends who would die for one another. They thread their lives with well-defined goals and strive to colour them with success. Somehow they always get success. Despite their big social networks they remain in their own well-suited personality, they define their ownselves and it is always unique to the rest of the world. Yes, all this might all sound to perfect of any men to exist. And so, I am going to tell you that they too do have weaknesses, their disability to trust anyone they merely meet, they are sceptical of their environment, they think of the future too well, though you might think you know it better than them.
Tell me girls, with a lad so street like
Cyril Raffaelli, who needs a stewart, a car, an apartment, a good career, a school of friends to be secured with? You only need Cyril by your side. Oh did i tell you that Cyril is a martial arts artist? Strange of a French to be influenced by chinese martial arts.. First time I felt true machismo in any man.
Myra Abd Kadir~ at 22:50
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Sour Strawberry Season
Mornin Beautiful Sunshine ;) Honey glazed saturday....
Sprayed my secret scent of citrus potion, my creation.
I sauntered in my room, in my rooomy sleepwear and went to the window.
'Myra, what can be more beautiful than a sweet mornin.'I looked at my right arm and traced a tiny red bump, remnants of yesterday's blood donation. Mom was awfully proud, she swarmed me with delightful days when urs truly donated blood. Me Moms bought a hair masque for darling mYra. You guys have to know I did my hair... The onlyway to know how neat it is,
go figure!
I sat on my bed, running my fingers on my novel, EeWah passed me.
The Midnight Garden of Good and Evil, John Berendt. Encapsulating... Savannah, aprt of Georgia, is a well-hidden place which thrives in eccentricities and bitchy networks. One character I love the most is Lady Chablis, a drag queen who personifies the wholesome strength of 'never-die-er'. Hell, she has more estrogens than sweet me. With her '
Honeys' and '
Babes'. Her magnificent flamboyance is what every true woman should emulate. No frills.
"Two tears in the bucket, MotherF&*k It..." - pardon my lang Hons ...(Lady Chablis style....)In a list of eccentric charaters are Luther Driggers, the
Inventor who's passion is in insects, who would catch June Bugs and tie balloons to them and who would invent the most vile potion and send it into Sanvannah's water supply. Driggers carried the poison in his pocket everywhere! He is utlimatetly passionate about insects that he tied anestisized flies to his belt, so when the flies regain consciousness and fly all over him, it is easier to KILL them. But he is a Jolly good boyfriend to an obnoscious, vanity bit*h. Serena (darn) Dawes. Dislike mentioning about her, cause she epitomises this fat,
lardy (EeWah's style) waste-0f-space womb carrying indivudual, who bosses every underserving companion who are too unfortunate to be associated with such wretcheness.
Other colourful characters includes, Jim Williams, the pleasantly dignified man with dark escapades, Joe Odom, a no-goder who is blessed with a delighful personatily, Mandy Nicols, sweet lady with a sublte thinge of confidence and one wift of her blonde hair spoils the men to their bottoms, Danny Hasnford, a walking streak of sex and William Simon Glover, who enjoys walking the dog. If only the Patrick was
real. And let you in an a secret, sssshhh... but this whole novel is purely
non-fiction, Hon. Yeeesssssseee.....
If you wanna see the picks from my Bangkok trip : mairah.fotopages.com
Wanna Shout OUt to:
Zahdan Abbas,
DannyBoy: Missed you around really. Good job on SAM, Something about Melayu. It beguiled everyone, frm every segment of the Malay Population. From the Politics to the Domestic. I indeed feel the Malays might be repressed in their own shell. Indeed a decadence la, but its up us really. What I thought would be great was to insert the element of UNION, as in a binding factor which would make Malay a race instead of retrospective individuals. I always thought we need a leader in the Malay Society.
Claudine: Everything will be fine when we open our eyes one day. Don fret Missy. Keep ur head up. Will be around for ya alrighty.
Lin: Ur hair will get better alright, but till then I cant accompany you to the parlor, no more. Takes toooo long babe. But we go Johor more okies?
Khairun: My darling sis, my childhood best friend. You better keep fit Missy.
Mom & Dad: I love you.
Myra Abd Kadir~ at 10:47
