Thursday, June 10, 2010

IML 2010

People as always were friendly and fun. The Hyatt Regency, Chicago was very clean and beautiful. And IML will be there for the next two years.

I always think of IML as an arena flea market full of KINK.
There were booths for any and all tastes. Leather. Rubber. Latex. You name it….someone had it.
Videos. Cock rings and ball weights. Whips, floggers and bamboo were seen. I dare to say any of your twisted little secret desires probably had a place at one of the booths if you sought it out.

Instead of Lions and tigers and bears. My mantra was Whips and paddles and floggers, oh my.

The first place we hit as always was:
The Titan booth. Love my Titan boys. And PERFORMER OF THE YEAR was Titan Exclusive Tony Buff. You knew I’d to mention him. Didn’t you? No? shame on you.

Oh, and there was the condom bowls again this year. Though not as many as last year. Maybe they knew we’d be back. Hmm, that could be it, I suppose. We did find free samples of I.D LUBE and those went into our free little back packs from the FOLSOM STREET FAIR.

That reminds me, if you should come across some I.D LUBE a word of warning “A little goes a very VERY long way. Trust me!”

Ok, now on to the demos that we saw. The inflatable egg was back and a big hit again this year at the RECON booth. We saw the rubber wall that when the air is sucked out it encases their victims immobile.

There were floggings, light ones. Paddlings with yelps and moans. There were bondage tables with tied down boys. And others being laced into Full sleep sacks at Mr S. Leather.

Oh and there was a fisting cube too. You put a boy in, suck out the air and basically vacuum seal him in. You then can do what you will with him. For ever how long you want to use him.
You can fist him. Use toys on him. Edge him to your little hearts desire.
And keep in mind, the other end has his head sticking out with him not being able to do anything about anything. You can even turn the box so he is on his back with his face facing up… Another entire range of possibilities.
…Ok, I might need to go and dig out some of that I.D LUBE here soon. So let’s move on, shall we?

There was a boy who wore nothing but a jock and was handing out postcard size flyer's…out of his butt crack. Someone had written on his lower back ’TAKE ONE’ He was very lively and fun, bent over a table shaking his ass . A pretty young girl went up and took one…and smelled it. LOL.

Of course the booths and demos were only half the fun. There were those being lead around on leashes and being kidnapped. And the guy who was tied to a column, blindfolded in chastity in a straight jacket. The people are all part of the experience of the LEATHER MARKET at IML.

The dozens upon dozens of booths and spaces were amazing and interesting as always. So very much to take in. I always feel at home. Can’t wait till next year to do it once again.

Saturday, May 29, 2010


And here is the anticipated Grabby outfit! Tony Buff and his take amazing Cassock.

And as of his last post on Twitter. Folsom Flesh has won best fetish film. And his pup, Element had the honor of excepting the award for BLACKBALLED 7 for which he starred in. Way to go Pup!

Friday, May 28, 2010

I.M.L has begun

And I.M.L 2010 has begun. Leather mart opens at noon. Shibari class with Tony Buff and Derek DaSilva is this afternoon. And I believe the San Fran party is tonight. Which should prove to be amazing.

Instead of Dorothy saying "Lions and tigers and bears, oh my" While walking the Leathermart I can envision myself murmuring "Whips and paddles and floggers, oh my".

All though, I'll bethcha there will be a lot of Bears in attendance as well. ;)

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Ok, peeps, It is that time of year again. What time would that be? I.M.L of course.
Which stands for Mr. International Leather. There is something for every kinkster over memorial weekend.

International Mr. Leather has secured the Hyatt Regency Chicago to host the International Mr. Leather competition during the Memorial Day Weekend for the next three years, starting in 2010. Through the diligence of the management teams of both International Mr. Leather and Hyatt Regency Chicago Leatherfolk from around the world will again enjoy the unprecedented service and style the Hyatt is best known for. Located in the heart of downtown Chicago, The Hyatt Regency Chicago is ideally situated near the Magnificent Mile, considered one of the greatest avenues in the world. Immerse yourself in our “city within a city,” as this downtown Chicago locale links you to Blues, Jazz, World-Class Cuisine, Grant and Millennium Parks, Lake Michigan beaches and Chicago’s ‘front door, The Navy Pier, just steps away. Reservations for the 32nd annual International Leather competition can now be made through the International Mr. Leather website.
In 2010, the annual reunion of the Leather Tribe will begin on Friday, May 28th. The selection of 32nd man to represent the leather community as International Mr. Leather will take place on Sunday, May 30th. The weekend concludes with an all-out victory celebration Monday 31st at the Black and Blue Ball.

IML History
As I look back, the history of International Mr. Leather reads like the history of the leather community itself, though it was never planned that way. It simply grew with the community as we all did, and reflected the best of what the leather community had to offer.
In 1979 no one knew that International Mr. Leather would become a phenomenon. I certainly didn't. Together with my then lover and partner, Dom Orejudos, I simply wanted to take a good thing a bit further. ...
Back then, if you were a leatherman coming to Chicago you were coming to the Gold Coast. One of our most popular promotions, the "Mr. Gold Coast Contest," often drew out-of-town contestants. It was so popular it outgrew the bar so we made plans to move it to one of the Michigan Avenue hotels. Dom thought our change of venue called for a change of name. I suggested "Mr. World Leather." Dom, my artistic genius, didn't like the sound. He suggested "International Mr. Leather" and that was that.
--IML founder Chuck Renslow, from the book International Mr. Leather, 25 Years of Champions
The event that, in 1979, outgrew the Gold Coast bar it originated in, has over the thirty years since then outgrown a number of Chicago hotels; expanded from twelve contestants the first year to now drawing regularly over 50 or 60 from a number of countries; and now yearly draws thousands of assorted leather folk of all ages, races, genders and kinks to what is now felt by many to be the Leather Family Reunion.
Here, we've brought together the names of all our past contestants and sponsors, along with photos of all the winners, and posters and logos - many of them originally drawn by Chuck Renslow's partner Dom Orejudos, aka Etienne.

A Day Pass is required to enter the Leather Market. A $5.00 suggested donation with all proceeds going to the Leather Archives and Museum. (Note: you must be 21 to enter the LEATHERMARKET.

Just a few of the dozens of booths that will be present this year are:

Visit the LA&M in the Vendor Mart Booth #1004 (leather archives and museum)

Bound Gods
Chicago hell fire club
Mr. S. Leather
And of course TITANMEN.

And as Tony Buff says "OWN YOUR FETISH!"

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Helllooo out there

Hellloooo out there in Blogger land. I know it has been a long time-no see. I doubt there is even anyone who still checks in, but in the off chance there is...HELLO!

I finally have a new computer. I hate windows 7. Maybe hate is a harsh word. Windows 7 confuses me. lol. I loose things. It eats things and send things out into the Ethernet never to be seen again. And usually it is the most important things that disappear.

I have blog posts ready to go, so check back in...OK? yeah, I'm sure you all will. lol.

I have missed you all. I really have. Now if I can just figure out how to keep all the spam from being added to my comments I'd be a step ahead.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

I struggle

I struggle.
I struggle with many things. Time. Money or lack there of. I struggle with being a mom, almost grandma and work.
But the thing I think I struggle with the most is who I am and who I want to be.
See, I have no sensor when it comes to just saying what pops in my head and out of my mouth. I just let it fly most of the time. But, I find that I am trying more and more frequently to suppress that urge….and that BUGS THE SHIT OUT OF ME!

I want to be that 80 year old woman who farts and yells at the manager at the grocery store because he is trying to make her stop running over people in the motorized wheelchair. “Get out of my way, or YOU’LL BE NEXT box boy!” Ya know?
That is who I think I am destined to be. I believe at that age I will have earned the right to be pissy and argumentative. And no one will have the right to take it away from me.

I still have a few years before I am THAT 80 year old me. But, I still want to yell at kids at work. I have no problem with giving them stink eye and have the urge to make the little shit ones want to cry. I think, if their parents aren’t watching them and have dumped them in the toy department or on the fitting room sofas. There little asses belong to me. And if they are tearing up my department after I’ve told them to stop i.e running, jumping, climbing, and opening packages, I have the right to throw them out on there little spoiled, snotty asses, or at the very least tell them “Santa Clause hates You, and he is on his cell calling the Easter Bunny as we speak. You’re not getting ANYTHING this year kid. Now whine about that.” And just walk away.

It is really hard for me to censor myself sometimes. And I feel that it is not fair that I should have too. I was sitting in a doctor’s office about a year ago and there was a little boy, maybe five. And he was on the floor, crawling around, making a fish face with those fish lips and doing something akin to swimming with his arms. This older woman walks in, takes one look down at the little boy and says. “What are you supposed to be? A fish?” the little boy didn’t miss a beat. He continued to stare at her, and just sucked in his jaws, with the fish lips. She responded “Yep, fish it is.” And walked away. I loved her!

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Dead relative

Anyone who has known me for awhile now, knows about ‘death’ week. This is from October 25 to November 1st. My dad passed on Oct 25, my mom Oct 30 and my only sibling, an older brother on Nov 1st. So, you can see why I call it death week. And no, they weren’t all at the same time. But still…
I’ve always felt that whoever decides these things are holding Oct 28 just for …you all can bite me! Then it would make a complete and creepy week.

My brother and I weren’t close; I had only talked to him a few times in the eight years since our mother died. I loved him, but just didn’t like him much. He felt the same way about me. He always said that I thought I was better than he and his family. Which I’m not sure if I came off acting like that or not. Point being, we weren’t close.

So three years ago when the call came that he had died of a heart attack I was hurt but hurt more by the news that he had died SIX WEEKS EARLIER. Ok. Nothing like letting me know…say SIX FREAKING WEEKS AGO! I can almost say that I wouldn’t have thrown myself onto the casket and wailed…


So, I have no idea where he is buried or even if he’s buried. They could have cremated him and he’s hanging out in someone’s clothes closet.

I can’t help but wonder about that.

If you have a dead relative hanging around in a plastic bag in your closet or cedar chest. Do you pull them out at Holidays? Do you set a place? Do you put them at the head of the table as an honored guest and make a toast? Do you pass them around from house to house for different holidays? What is the etiquette for dead relatives in bags?

Knowing my brother, he was always stoned. I mean really stoned. So, perhaps they didn’t bury him after all. Maybe they smoked him. And I bet he was really good.

Don’t judge me.