Showing posts with label video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label video. Show all posts

5.12.2010

friends with benefits



thoughts? stories?

could spark some blissful journaling, hmm?


4.02.2010

sensual kemet

check this out!

{relatively work safe...material made for tv. found via twitter.}

2.27.2010

10 things you didn't know about orgasm

...or did you?

{if you're not familiar with the TED series, i enthusiastically suggest checking it out. lots of WONDERFUL information!}


12.12.2009

switch it up

let's chat a bit about the infamous switch, shall we?

...hold on, now.  for those of you about to run out of the post screaming, we're not gettin' into grandma goin out to the backyard or any s&m type stuff.*

we're talking about movement.



how many of you grew up being admonished for switchin', sashayin', puttin' your hands on your imagination, et cetera?

for those who took that advice to heart, how many of you have experienced lower back, knee, or hip pain as adults?

what some of our mamas and grandmamas didn't know is that the muscles that rotate your hips also influence the alignment of the muscles in the rest of your leg. furthermore, tight hamstrings can pull on your pelvic muscles, causing lower back issues.  any good massage therapist knows that if a client comes in complaining about lower back issues, it's a good idea to check out their legs and hips first.

still wanna stop switchin'?

traditionally, african women have wide hips and large backsides.  when we walk, we sway.  our indigenous dances incorporate all kinds of hip, glute, and core muscle isolations.

put another way: we naturally shake our asses.





when we don't allow fluidity in our movement, we lock up our energy, we lock up our unique beauty, and we lock up our spirits. consider the persistence of cervical and breast cancers, heart disease, fibroids, and chronic pain in our communities, and what parts of the body these dis-eases are targeting.

so, as you consider your own healing journey, don't forget to put that wiggle back in your step. your knees, back, and spirit will thank you.**





*not that there's anything wrong with s&m.  we're kink-friendly.  but you'll have to work out the grandma issues on your own.  unfortunately, she and her strong whuppin hand are beyond the scope of this blog...

**and if your mama bought you a hula hoop instead of fussing, more power.



12.05.2009

when is it too soon?

ms. abiola breaks it down for the ladies...

9.27.2009

quickie!

if you haven't heard of sara kruzan, you need to.


8.28.2009

Gbe rere ko ni olu-gbe-rere!

"Give me Good Things from the Great One who gives Good Things!"

enjoy this beautiful video of women celebrating the yoruba mother/ocean goddess, yemonja.


8.26.2009

8.12.2009

full disclosure

beloveds,

sometimes you forget your bliss.

there can be many reasons for this.

life can, very simply, get in the way: family emergencies, the needs of babies, stress at work or school...

there are situations where we give a little too much, work a little too hard. it's entirely possible to forget to hold on to our gooey, sticky sweet center. and that neglect can even be necessary to get us through a particular challenge.

your proprietress, obviously, is above none of this. so this is a message for us all:

forgive yourself.

if you find yourself unhappy, under-loved, overworked, exhausted, it's ok.

forgive yourself.

if you've been letting someone else have the big piece of chicken* (or tofu), painting your house other people's colors, forsaking your naked full moon dance, it's fine.

forgive yourself.

all is in divine order, and there's beauty in the breakdown.

as soon as you've realized you've given and/or done too much, you can always stop, relocate your center, and change.

don't berate yourself; the why's and what for's will become clear soon enough. it is enough to know when it's time to pack your things and walk away.

in solidarity, with love,

~:~ ms. bliss ~:~


*copyright, ms. oyin


7.27.2009

it's been a long time...

good morning, lovelies!

so sorry to leave you waiting. your proprietress has by no means abandoned this space, but life in all its myriad forms has been very efficient at distracting her from this project and bliss-making in general {a fabulous vacation notwithstanding}.

however, i hope that the dry spell has allowed you to check out some of the good stuff on the site, inspired you to get your own thing going, or led you to a great beach book.

we hope to emerge from the abyss sooner rather than later...maybe even with a new look, who knows.

in the meantime, don't forget to pat your pussy and remember your role.

yours in love & deliciousness,

~:~ ms. bliss ~:~

5.04.2009

triflin' ass love songs

there have always been some "love" songs that skirt the edges (or jump a good 6-7 feet over the line) of propriety. here are a few that come to mind, from the mildly offensive to outright blatant hussiness.


5. joe, "all the things your man won't do". although this breaks with the old school vibe we were aiming for, a paramour deemed him worthy 'cause, "he's always tryin to be somebody's side piece". so here you go!




4. billy paul, "me & mrs jones". and they don't sound young, either...shameful!




3. luther ingram, "(if loving you is wrong) i don't wanna be right". lots of remakes on this one, but it seems mr. ingram performed the definitive version. either way, this has to be the most doomed affair on the planet. even the parents are against it. awful.




2. atlantic starr, "secret lovers". they know they're wrong, and the duet factor brings the trife level close to perfection. but, there is one that tops them all...




1. shirley murdock, "as we lay". 'nuff said.




and a couple of honorable mentions to...

the isley brothers, f. chante moore & r. kelly, "contagious". the justification factor isn't there, but the operatic skit? "low down dirty woman / back to where you come from"? trife. something nice: it is arguably one of the few times the isleys tried a "hip" sound that didn't sound utterly ridiculous.





pleasure p, "boyfriend number 2". this is a new single, so it's apparent that the youngbloods are keeping the traditions alive. but the stage name? i can't.

also see: "i love your girl".

4.19.2009

dangerous daggering

fellas, prowess be damned. if you wanna keep your boy in prime condition, daggering probably isn't the way to go.

this sista's blog title says it all.

the music and dancing have always been a favorite, and having come of age in baltimore club culture, your authoress is no stranger to sex on the dance floor.

but when you add this to all the fire pon chi chi man stuff, it's a shame it's come to this.

1.21.2009

an "honest" r&b song

hilarious...



aside from the obvious humor, we'll leave you to share and retort.


1.04.2009

quickie!

if you haven't seen man and wife, do yourself a favor and check it out.

shanda and scoop: black love for the hip hop generation.



12.13.2008

quickie!

the fabulous tangerine jones shakes her thang thang to the classic babalu



lesson learned: you ain't gotta be a size 0 to kick it.

12.08.2008

in the waiting room...



brand new heavies
"i don't know why"
{originally by stevie wonder}


I don't know why I love you
I don't know why I love you
I don't know why I love you
But I love you

Always treat me like a fool
Kick me when I'm down that's your rule
I don't know why I love you
But I love you
Oh you never stop your
Cheatin ways with another guy
You laugh in my face
Lord how long must I be disgraced
Cause I love you
Oh baby, baby, baby
I don't know why I love you
I don't know
You and me baby, oh
I don't know why I love you baby
But I love you baby
Oh darlin, darlin, darlin

You throw my heart down in the dirt
You made me crawl on
This cold black earth, baby
No I never, I never knew
How much love could hurt
Until I loved you baby
Till I loved you baby, baby
Oh baby, I can't stop
I can't stop crying can't you see
Here I'm pleadin on my knees
I'm on my knees
Won't you help me, help me please
Cause I love you, I love you baby
Sure enough, baby, yeah
I don't know, you don't know
We don't know none of us
Can't do nothing about it
I don't know, I don't know
Oh baby, I don't know, I don't know
Nobody can do nothing about it

12.06.2008

in the waiting room...

rihanna
"rehab"

~~



malcolm mclaren
"about her"


a higher vibration

greetings & salutations, beautiful people.

your friendly goddesses here at the maison de sucre have discovered a disturbing trend that we felt the need to share with our lovely guests.

while canvassing the web for sexy news, it became clear that the negativity surrounding love, relationships, and partnership in the united snakes* is clear, present and prolific.

no wonder the divorce rate's so high, the babies are struggling, and antidepressants are selling like ginseng and jyotishmati oughta be.

we've got to do better. where's the love?!?!?? you might find it in blogs and books, but where's the media dialogue on how we can become bigger, better, faster, stronger microcosms of the macrocosm**?

we all need love, whether it's from family, friends, or lovers. love prompts activism. love fuels change. when you love unconditionally and fully, from a place of security and understanding, you open spiritually and your reality becomes a vastly different place.

so, do something. now. no picket sign necessary.

pleasure yourself.
compliment a stranger.
hug someone you love. or find this guy.
do something good for your 'hood.
kiss a baby.
if you feel you cannot love, heal.

blessed as we are, good news about how we're gettin' down shouldn't be a needle in a haystack.

go out and make that news, sugarpies. pretty please?




*we are, after all, down with the red, black and green.
**oh. you didn't know you were a star, star?