Eve of the Month: Kelly Ripa

Congratulations to our Eve of the Month, Kelly Ripa!

Long known for her wit on Live with Regis & Kelly, and now known for her "32AA longs" we applaud Kelly for her candor, acceptance and humor regarding her breast size. Here's to Kelly being a role model for other women and celebrities, proving that being natural is beautiful.


To honor Kelly, we've included some video highlights below, featuring her talking about her small cup size. In one of the videos, Kelly comments that she thinks that Victoria's Secret is the only company who carries her bra size (32AA) without her having to shop in the children's section.


Fortunately, our Eve's Apples Lingerie Boutique (http://www.evesappleslingerie.com/), launching this holiday season, will be carrying fashionable, high quality, comfortable bras for women in 32AA and smaller (28 - 30 AA bras). Of course, we'll also be carrying bras up to size 36B and 32C.

In the meantime, Kelly is an inspiration for small busted women who love to "Celebrate Their Inner Eves."

KELLY RIPA VIDEO: 32AA LONG

KELLY RIPA VIDEO: BRA SIZE

KELLY RIPA VIDEO: STUFFS BRA

WEEKEND SALE!

I'm TOTALLY behind on announcing a fun sale at WhiMSy love this weekend! So, here goes...

All Bottle Cap Badges are BUY ONE GET GET ONE FREE!! Yes, you heard me right. Isn't that awesome?!?!?!?!?!  

(While supplies last!) 

This weekend only. Found in the FunkOlicious Jewelry section of WhiMSy love.

Offer ends Sunday Nov. 1st @ midnight PST.

{Email me at whimsy-girl [at] hotmail [dot] com or message me if you have any questions.}

♥

Vampire Birth Certificate

Vampire Birth Certificate - watch more funny videos

Many of you will remember, about 3 lifetimes and one hundred relationships ago, I wrote about "The Man." Internetland, I give you Ian Pfister. The vampire. He was a bit tanner when we dated, but whatever... Very good actor, truly great friend and fabulous all around blood-sucking-eternally-undead human being.

Happy Satan Weekend!

Favorite Halloween Joke

A cabbie picks up a Nun. She gets into the cab, and notices that the VERY handsome cab driver won't stop staring at her. She asks him why he is staring.

He replies: "I have a question to ask, but I don't want to offend you"

She answers, "My son, you cannot offend me. When you're as old as I am and have been a nun as long as I have, you get a chance to see and hear just about everything. I'm sure that there's nothing you could say or ask that I would find offensive."

"Well, I've always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me."

She responds, "Well, let's see what we can do about that: #1, you have to be single and #2, you must be Catholic."

The cab driver is very excited and says, "Yes, I'm single and Catholic!

"OK" the nun says. "Pull into the next alley."

The nun fulfills his fantasy with a kiss that would make a hooker blush. But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts crying.

"My dear child," said the nun, "Why are you crying?"

"Forgive me but I've sinned. I lied and I must confess; I'm married and I'm Jewish."

The nun says, "That's OK. My name is Kevin and I'm going to a Halloween party."

Australia Players 2009/2010 Rugby Polo Shirt

Australia 2009/2010 Rugby Polo Shirt made by Canterbury. Official Australia Rugby Merchandise released for the 2009/2010 Tri-Nations competition. Wallabies, Qantas and Canterbury logos patch on the chest. Qantas logos also patched on the collar and back. Players issue polo shirt. Half zip. 100% 'Elite' Polyester. Color: Cool Grey. New with tag.
Size: L
Prize: MYR 230

Where Are My Stripper Friends?

So yesterday I talked about the celebrities who are following me on Twitter and how I’m now kind of a big deal over there. At least in my own mind I am. I would appreciate your not trying to inject reality into this thankyouverymuch.

But, even with my great triumph there is still something missing for me on Twitter. Something that leaves me feeling a little empty inside. Yes, I’m talking about the lack of strippers who are following me. I follow a few strippers on there, and I’m totally respectful to them. I reply to them from time to time nicely and even RT when they say something clever.

But do they follow me back? No, they don’t. And it hurts.

Look, I get that strippers are leery of people. People are always trying to hustle them or wanting to preach to them or be judgmental and shit. And most the men who they come across are just wanting to live out the dream of having a stripper girlfriend. You know the one where every day would consist of her bringing her hot stripper friends home and he would get all kinds of free lap dances and then do some blow off one of the strippers asses and then watch the girls put on a sex show and then have a MFFFFF orgy. So, I totally understand their being careful.

But, that’s not me at all. Oh sure, I wouldn’t turn down the party thing, but I’m not looking to use them or set them up for ridicule. I think anyone who has been paying attention around here for very long will know that I truly love and respect strippers. And it’s a crying shame that I don’t have any stripper friends.

I think they’re missing out. I’m a very supportive friend and I would never crush their dreams or disappoint them by becoming just another jerk who was just trying to fulfill his dream of banging a stripper.

I’ve done my best to prove this to them over the years. First I’ve never been a cheapskate with them. In San Antonio there was this club called the Wild Zebra. Every Wednesday was $5 lap dance on day shifts. Night shift was $10. But, did I go on Wednesdays? Hell NO! You know why? Because I thought half-priced lap dances was an insult to the girls. Not to mention a stupid business move. Think about it. If lap dances are half price on Wednesdays, why would anyone go to the club on Tuesday or Thursday? They wouldn’t. They would plan on going the half price night and then business would be dead on the other days. They’re just taking business away from themselves and the girls.

As a side note, I should totally own my own strip club. I’m pretty sure it would be the most awesomest club EVER! And the girls would love working there cause I would never screw them over and try to take a big percentage of the money the girls make like so many clubs do. And I would get rid of the DJs. Seriously, every DJ in every strip club in America is a total fucking douche. Fuck those guys.

Anyway, back to my point. And I do have one. I think.

As I was saying. I’ve been a great customer of strippers over the years. I don’t get grabby with the ladies. I’ve never tried to get any freebies, or and extras or anything like that. Okay, there was the one chick in Vegas, but that doesn’t count. I was bombed out of my mind and she was the cutest thing I had ever seen. Besides, she gave me a kiss and told me I was sweet. So it’s all good, right? And I was sweet. I mean, “freaking adorable” is probably a better way to describe me that night.

As I said, I’ve always been totally supportive of the girls. I’ve supported their dreams of going to college and law school or med school or just go and get their degrees and do something different with their lives. I’ve listened to them talk about their loser boyfriends or when they rag on other dancers. I’ve totally respected that! If a dancer tells me that another dancer is a bitch and to stay away from her, I do it. And, I’m a great cuddler.

So, since I think I’ve pretty much proven myself as probably the best stripper customer on the face of the Earth. And proven how much I love strippers. So, I have to say that it really hurts my feelings that none of them are following me back on Twitter. Or, here in the bloggerhood for that matter. Yeah, there are some stripper blogs out there and I’ve been nice enough to leave supportive comments from time to time on them. But, they never respond.

Sorry, I’m starting to tear up a bit. I don’t handle rejection well.




Injury report…

Matt-Man is still in the hospital and is hoping to be sent home on Saturday.

Gary has been sick and hopefully is getting better. If not, he might should go see a doctor.

Wreggie has Bacon Flu Hamthrax H1N1 (Swine) Flu. Get better fast Wreggie!

Tacky to the Max (cont.)

Tia & I had a GREAT time hunting for the perfect tacky Christmas sweater! There were so many to choose from. Our shopping cart was piled high with all things awful & awesome in the holiday sweater department. We tried on 13 sweaters, all varying in ugliness. Some of the best were: a faux cross-stitch mitten sweatshirt, a completely sequined angel sweater, & a teddy bear sweatshirt--lined in gold glittery puffy paint! After our impromptu fashion show we both fell in love with some fabulous sweater vests.

Here's a video of our vests in action...

And, yes, I do realize I look like a Christmas whale. My vest is 3 sizes too big. I thought maybe it would make me look smaller because of the surplus in size. But, nope. And I'm pretty sure I broke that "black makes you look slimmer" rule by a longshot! Who cares though, it's all in good fun. And I have great plans for my tacky sweater vest. I'm hoping to pair it with some red leggins (wouldn't stirrup pants be the icing on the tacky Christmas cake?!) & a long-sleeved turtle neck.

Oh, & Tia's vest has major bell overload. It's awesome! And the back is my favorite!

This picture, my fave of the day, shows some ugly sweaters that almost won us over.

Yay for silly days with friends!

♥

Pastel nude

 

A 2 layer technique applied on traditional medium, a transparent vellum sheet, one face its a graphite pencil the other face its soft pastel and its scanned with graphite close to the scanner to make the pastels more blurred:

I don’t check the anatomy, its just a test of this technique:

Pastel nude

 

A 2 layer technique applied on traditional medium, a transparent vellum sheet, one face its a graphite pencil the other face its soft pastel and its scanned with graphite close to the scanner to make the pastels more blurred:

I don’t check the anatomy, its just a test of this technique:

Wasps Graphic Rugby T-Shirt

Wasps Graphic Rugby T-Shirt made by Canterbury. Official London Wasps Rugby Merchandise released for the 2008/09 rugby season. Color Black. Used but in excellent condition
Size: L

Prize: MYR 120

New Brumbies Super 14 Rugby Jersey Childs - 2

Brumbies Super 14's Rugby jersey child size 2. NEW with TAGS ACT Brumbies Rugby Union Super 14's Jersey made by ISC Australia , embroidered with brumbies club badge and features sponsors logos on front and back, made from 100% cotton. Prize: RM SOLD (UK)

Gilbert Razor Mouthguard (Senior)

Made by Gilbert.
Razor tooth pattern mouth guard.
Available in senior size.
SOLD

Honeycombe Rugby Headguard Silver Black

Honeycombe Rugby Headguard made by Canterbury. Colour Silver / Black. High density closed cell foam padding with antimicrobial treatment. Unique Honeycombe
Prize: SOLD (UK)

Today’s monster

Inspired by Heather Hudson Monster a day blog I remember how fun is to do monsters, the liberty to do anything its irresistible:

And a 15 minute doodle of a man who stay on front of me in bus… his look is a worried one because I stare at him from time to time and he don't know why I do that, I was behind someone and he don't see my sketchbook:

Today’s monster

Inspired by Heather Hudson Monster a day blog I remember how fun is to do monsters, the liberty to do anything its irresistible:

And a 15 minute doodle of a man who stay on front of me in bus… his look is a worried one because I stare at him from time to time and he don't know why I do that, I was behind someone and he don't see my sketchbook:

Tacky to the Max

Last holiday season Tia & planned on buying really tacky Christmas sweaters. You know, just 'cause. BUT, that never happened.

Until today. We're heading out to the thrift stores to begin our hunt for the perfect ugly holiday knitwear. I hope the ugly sweater fairies bring us heaps of horrible cardigans. We're looking for the hideous, the distasteful, the unattractive. I'd honestly swoon for a sweater vest!

*Bedazzled? Bring it on!!

*A sweater featuring cuddly teddy bears wearing their OWN tacky sweaters? I'm sooooo there!

*Light-up Rudolph nose? I'll buy replacement batteries if I have to!

*Bells? The more the merrier!

*Giant life-sized Santa head complete with mop beard & other obtrusive facial features? I think I'm going to faint.

*Puffy paint? *SQUEEEEE!!!*

To be continued...

♥

Injury Report, Banana Day and I'm a Big Deal On Twitter...

So here's the blogger injury report...

Matt-Man is still in the hospital as of this writing. He has pneumonia (I think that George W. Bush spelled it "newmonia" in his ecard to Matt). Hopefully he will be getting out of the hospital soon so he can start getting better.

Although he might not want to leave that nurse that looks like Jennifer Love Hewitt. Totally understandable. And why does Matt-Man get Jennifer love Hewitt look-alikes for nurses? You know I would get some crazy psycho chick who thinks Dr. Mengele was a old softy.

Also as of this writing Starr's kidlet is in the hospital. Hope she is doing better and is home fast too.

And, Anndi's Chicklet has been sick all week too. Poor kid! Don't worry though, we have enough good thoughts and prayers for her too.

And Bubblewench's husband was just diagnosed with Testicular Cancer a couple of days ago and will be going in for surgery soon. So, let's take some of those good thoughts and prayers that we were giving to Matt-Man and send them his way. Oh I'm kidding. There's still enough to go around.

And finally condolences go out to Mimi whose father passed away. I'm very sorry for your loss.


So, it's been a bad week here in the bloggerhood. Let's all take care of ourselves and Jesus, go hug someone and tell them to take care of themselves too.

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Wednesday is Banana Day…

Me at the grocer store this morning: “Man, it’s busy here today.”
Clerk: “It’s Banana Day.”
Me: “What?”
Clerk: “We get a shipment of bananas on Wednesdays. We’re always busy on Wednesday morning. Tuesdays are really slow because everyone figures they’ll just wait another day until we have new bananas.”
Me: “Okay, good to know.”

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Aaaaaaaaand, apparently I have arrived on the Twitter scene in a big way.

A couple of days ago the one and only Spencer Pratt began following me. Yes, me! And it's really him cause it's a verified account. Well, not long after that, Spencer's beautiful bride, Heidi Montag began following my friend Kim. Needless to say I was more than a little disappointed that Heidi wasn't following me too.

Anyway, on Tuesday Kim tweeted that she needed music recommendations for her long drive to Chicago next month when she moves there. Being the helpful kind of guy I am, I recommended some Britney Spears, Miley Cyrus and pointed out that Heidi Montag had a new single out. You can hear it HERE.

A while later this little bit of magic appeared on Twitter...


That's right bitches. Heidi Montag not only started following me, but she re-tweeted me! This is big. Trust me on this.

Well, I thought it just couldn't get any better than that, but I was wrong. Oh hell yes was I wrong! Check out what I saw about an hour later....


Yup, THE Miley Cyrus replied to me. Now I know that there was a big deal about how Miley quit Twitter, but it's very possible that she has returned and this is her new account. You know Billy Ray was wanting her to return to Twitter. So, I'm just going to believe that it was the REAL Miley that replied to me. She's just sweet enough of a person to do that too.

Oh and then a few minutes later Miley started following me also.

So, I'm now being followed on Twitter by Britney Spears, Spencer Pratt, Heidi Montag and Miley Cyrus.

Please don't be jealous. Not everyone can be as cool as me.




Also, the WWC words for next week are "Fair" and "Night Life."

Turn exercise

The most important thing if I want to do comics its to know how to keep characters attributes when they turn:

Another head doodle:

Another old drawing:

Turn exercise

The most important thing if I want to do comics its to know how to keep characters attributes when they turn:

Another head doodle:

Another old drawing:

I Hope My Bike Takes You Straight To Hell

 

"(Drawn from memory. May not be to scale.) My bike was stolen from my front lawn last week. It is a one-speed bike with a skull flag and a lightening bolt on it. The lightening bolt and flag may have been removed. This bike was brand new from the store. NO REWARD. I don't even want this bike back. I just made these flyers to tell you that I hate you, bike thief. I hope you ride my bike without a helmet and get hit by a monster truck. I hope my bike takes you straight to hell."

Hot damn! My kids keep asking me what I want for Christmas and now I know! A one-speed bike, with a skull flag and a lightening bolt, that will take me straight to hell.

And World Peace.

Vintage Lingerie Ads: Part 24

1919 H&W Corsets

Vintage Fabric=Happy!

I just recently did a trade with a fellow handmade creative in Spain & what I traded was a bundle of 6" squares of some of my collection of vintage fabrics. I thought it would be neato to put a couple of these bundles in the shop just fer fun. I call 'em Happy Stacks & you can get yours now!

♥ ♥ ♥
(To see what I received from the trade click HERE & HERE.)
UPDATE: I totally goofed on the pricing of these, so go check out the new l-o-w price!

Work and things that gather on my desk

Work and things that gather on my desk, originally uploaded by brokeneyeball.

currently working on the painting, started it yesterday! I love detailing :)

Work and things that gather on my desk

Work and things that gather on my desk, originally uploaded by brokeneyeball.

currently working on the painting, started it yesterday! I love detailing :)

Star wars X-Fighter carrier…

A sketch I draw in the waiting turns from Medieval Total War: Shattered Steel add-on:

And an old drawing, as you can see like all the kids of my age I was Star Wars dreaming, X-FighterCarrier :

Star wars X-Fighter carrier…

A sketch I draw in the waiting turns from Medieval Total War: Shattered Steel add-on:

And an old drawing, as you can see like all the kids of my age I was Star Wars dreaming, X-FighterCarrier :

Stephen Colbert: Don't Ask Don't Tell

Schmormons. Bah-hahahahahahaha!

3-2-1..Blast Off!

Sometimes I want to launch like a rocket to the sky. And forget about laundry. And ignore the bills. And pretend not to see my long list of things to do. Gliding high & obliged to do nothing but fly...

♥

Altered Fs ....

So, first thing I gotta do today is send out another shout-out to the Matt-Man who is still under the weather. They’ve tossed his ass into jail the hospital. As of the writing of this blog I don’t have much information though. If you get a free couple of minutes please send some good thoughts or prayers Matt’s way. Even if you think he’s an asshole.

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You can join WWC here, or on Facebook or on Flickr.


Brought to us by the fabulous Tink, formerly of Pickled Beef. This week’s words are “Altered” and “F.”

Flat tire…


Another Flat tire…



Yes, that is both of my rear tires that are flat. How exciting is that? There’s some road construction near my apartment and I guess I drove over something that my pretty old and worn out tires couldn’t stand up to. Either that or somebody who owns a tire shop is desperate for business and is going around letting the air out of some people’s tires.

Actually it occurred to me this morning that the road construction is being partially funded by money from the stimulus money passed earlier this year. So I guess this is yet another thing that is all Obama’s fault. Damn, that guy never misses a chance to cheap shot at us little people.


Here are a couple of pics I took a few years back of a B-1 Bomber. It’s both Fast and can Alter the landscape…




These two old buildings have been Altered a lot by time and weather…

My Own Little Traveling Guide

After my last post I was asked if I am trying to change the Mormon Church or the country. The truth is it would be ludicrous, and obscenely narcissistic, of me to think I could change either one.

Many years ago I was told the following story: There was once a King who decided to hold a contest. He gathered everyone in his kingdom together at a certain place on a certain road that led to his castle and announced that he would give a great prize to the person who traveled the road the best.

Each person tried to out do the next in creativity, strength and agility – dancing, spinning, walking on their hands, cart wheeling and hand springing… They created outrageous bicycles and other wheeled contraptions. They all did their very best - even when, one by one, they came upon a large pile of dirt and rocks in the middle of the road that they had to stop and climb over.

As every person reached the castle the King asked them how their journey down the road had been. And every person answered the same way – it was great except for that annoying pile of rubble in the way.

The King threw a feast for all who had participated and as the celebration was coming to a close, in walked one lone straggler – a young man, tired and hungry, hours later than the rest. In his arms he carried a large wooden chest. The king asked him what had taken him so long and he apologized for being late, explained that there had been a pile of rubble in the road that he had stopped to clean up. He had found the chest under the rocks and had come to return it to its rightful owner.

The king stopped the festivities - announcing to the crowd that this young man had won the prize, a chest full of gold, because “He who travels the road best is the one who makes it better for those that come after him.”

That’s all I am trying to do – not because I think I am super special or am after any sort of prize but because I really believe that is how I am to live my life. All any of us can do is to share where we have been with others that are traveling on the same road and do our best to make the journey safer and better for them. If people don’t want to listen to what I have to say, or don’t want to be affected by things I have to share, then they absolutely don’t have to. There are millions of people whose life path is nowhere near mine. I’m just doing my best to ease the hearts of fellow travelers who feel the same pain I have felt and are climbing over the same obstacles I have – that’s all.

And, yes, I’m still committed to figuring out how to do this from a clown car rather than an army tank. Maybe we’ll have to settle for a polka dotted tank that shoots bubbles and sunflowers and chocolate kisses. And an occasional shot of Tequila...

Doodles

Without eraser that's why they look so messy

Doodles

Without eraser that's why they look so messy