le calze rosse

levarsi le scarpette rosse per un po' è un gran sollievo.

Specie se al loro posto indossi qualcosa di più sexy. Non so se sono ancora capace di giocare a questo gioco, ma già il fatto di averne voglia è una nota positiva. 

Schiele è onnipresente nel mio immaginario simbolico e feticista, immancabilmente.

se lo dico io non mi credete.

La vida empieza en lágrimas y caca,
luego viene la «mu», con «mama» y «coco»;
síguense las viruelas, baba y moco,
y luego llega el trompo y la matraca.

En creciendo, la amiga y la sonsaca
(con ella embiste el apetito loco).
En subiendo a mancebo, todo es poco,
y después la intención peca en bellaca.

Llega a ser hombre y todo lo trabuca:
soltero sigue toda perendeca,
casado se convierte en mala cuca.

Viejo encanece, arrúgase y seca;
llega la muerte, todo lo bazuca,
y lo que deja paga, y lo que peca.

Francisco de Quevedo

"Io dipingo la luce che emana da tutti i corpi"

Egon Schiele

stanca di usare la tecnologia....

She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin’ makin’
Look at the way she shakin’
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin’ for her, go crazy face it
She’s so much more than you’re used to
She know’s just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you’re lap till you’re ready to pop
She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info
I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin’
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want
Baby this a new age, You like my new craze
Let’s get together
Maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy,
Spotlights don’t do you justice baby
Why don’t you come over here, you got me saying
Aayooh I’m tired of using technology, Why don’t you sit down on top of me
Aayooh I’m tired of using technology I need you right in front of me
In her fantasy, there’s plain to see Just how it be, on me, backstrokin’, Sweat soaking All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I’m ready to roll
I’ll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do, one thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
Different style, different move,
Damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinking about, All the things I do to you
Let’s get it poppin’ shorty
We can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen
Baby this a new age, You like my new craze Let’s get together
Maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy,
Spotlights don’t do you justice baby
Why don’t you come over here, you got me saying
Aayooh I’m tired of using technology,
Why don’t you sit down on top of me
Aayooh I’m tired of using technology
I need you right in front of me
She wants it, she wants it
She wants it, I got to give it to her
She wants it, she wants it She wants it, I got to give it to her
Baby this a new age, You like my new craze Let’s get together
Maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, Spotlights don’t do you justice baby
Why don’t you come over here, you got me saying
Aayooh I’m tired of using technology I need you right in front of me

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DE9IchvpOPk

Schiele

"Su azucarado olor ascendía por las narices de don Rigoberto, empalagándolo, y verificaban la consistencia de muslos, hombros y pechos, pellizcaban esas caderas, repasaban esas nalgas, se hundían en esas profundidades fruncidas, separándolas".

Mario Vargas Llosa, Los cuadernos de Don Rigoberto