Sequoia Redd

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more fun with a vintage polaroid…more to come

The Winter Solstice is approaching…I’ve updated my MySpace status…I am now preparing for bitchy emails from poser pagans again…Ladies and Gentleman, may the shit hit the fan!

If you happen to be in the Ft. Lauderdale area on Sunday, you should go to the Tequesta Drum Circle at Hugh Taylor Birch State Park.

ps. Thanks L.C. for the camera I requested, it totally rocks!

Recently a reader of my blog, (who for the sake of anonymity we’ll call B) sent me the complete series of the sci-fi show Firefly. B is really sweet, he sends me little gifts every now and then, journals, erotic photography books, interesting emails about his hometown, he’s been the main contributor for all of my vintage polaroid film, he very sweetly sent me the same Ani Difranco poster I used to own (which is massive! but I promise to post a photo soon…), and when the camera I use for underwater photos broke he quickly replaced it. Someday I hope to meet him in person but he’s leaving the country next month …

He also gifted me the calcite vajra I blogged about not to long ago…

(thanks B! You’re awesome!!!)

Anyways, the Firefly series takes place in the year 2517 and is about the adventures of a the rebellious crew of Serentity, a “Firefly-class” spaceship. One of the crew members on Serenity is Inara Serra who is a high class courtesan, referred to as a companion throughout the series, who also happens to be a Buddhist.

Her character was refreshing to me in many ways, firstly her general manner which completely contradicts the fishnet wearing, gum smacking version of most mainstream media portrayals of prostitutes (though she is much more than that). Her character reflects a similarity to the Renaissance version of courtesans (rent or buy Dangerous Beauty if you haven’t already seen it) who existed in a time when they were the most educated women in the world.

In the Firefly society companions are highly trained, not only in sexual techniques but also in etiquette, psychology, and some weapons training. The companions choose their own customers and can ban discourteous customers from the companion system.

Inara is elegant and graceful in almost every scene, I love her costumes and she is sexy even when pouring tea.

Why can’t we have this type of business today?

Its more than prostitution, she is a professional lover and companion and escort in the highest of definitions.

I would love to have her job.

Whilst I respect the independence of today’s sex workers, I think that there should be some kind of standard set behaviorally with sex work, whether it be prostitution, porn, or stripping. I know we’re dirty girls and sometimes thats the idea but I still think that we should be well spoken, intelligent, and at least a little bit educated.

Am I wrong?

I recently posted a little button on my sidebar for my amazon wish-list.

There are a lot of little goodies I posted on there that I would like to have, but the most important thing is this:

I need this camera so that I can provide better quality webcam shows.

Part of the reason I am not doing nearly as well as I could be doing in the “sexy webcam show” arena is due to my technology.

Whilst I do already own a sony handycam, it does not possess the USB streaming capabilities as this one does. My current webcam is a logitech quickcam with zero zoom capabilities and poor picture quality.

If there’s someone out there who would like to be a secret santa, or not so secret santa, I would really appreciate receiving this camera. I would reward you, of course. Your choice between a free webcam show, a personalized custom DVD, or a custom photo set (100 photos).

I had a dream last night about having sex with an elephant.

Not a life size one though, he was small enough to lay in my bed.

Interpertations welcome:

^ this is took place where I live, they say there were 1500 people here at one point

I love this last photo, so cute!

I have a bunch more from magazines I borrowed from my neighbor that I scanned so look out!

Once upon a time, long ago(forgive the intro, I’ve been in the mood for fairy tales lately..well dirty ones anyways…) in the era of flower children, better drugs and real music this little nudist compound hosted a series of events called the

Miss Nude Pageants.

And I have retro photos to prove it…

This should have really been posted on Thanksgiving, but I’ve been busy.

I’ve  been investigating school. But as everything else school requires money and I earn money dancing/posing naked or having sex with strangers. Woo for me.

Anyways, back to thankfullness (which is not a word I know).

I’m thankful for the internet. Tremendously, you really have no idea and I don’t possess the words to be able to explain to you how important the net has been to me in relation to my sexuality.

Without Google.com I wouldn’t have figured out how to achieve an orgasm at twelve years old. Yes I used an internet search engine to find out how to stimulate my clitoris. Thank you Google!

Without NetMeet or AIM I wouldn’t have gotten my very first practice at phone sex and moaning for guys online at thirteen years old. Yes I chatted with older men in foreign countries and moaned for them over my mic whilst I watched them jackoff and cum on their webcams.

Without any of the crappy mainstream porn sites I probably would have never been involved with the sex industry at all. Even though coming across the very few gonzo scenes I was in makes me cringe (akin to feelings of watching old home videos) I’m thankful for the experience of them.

Without the internet I would have never traveled over to Australia for AbbyWinters, IFeelMyself, IShotMyself and BeautifulAgony.

Without the Internet my latest folio on IShotMyself.com wouldn’t have been possible.

Just this month alone without the internet I wouldn’t have been able to pay my rent (thank you Tara & NiteFlirt!!).

Without the net I wouldn’t have been able to easily explore the world of niche fetishes or put MasturbationImpossible out there for the world to enjoy.

So, this Thankgiving…or very belated Thanksgiving…I’m thankful for the internet, because without it I would be homeless…amongst other unappealing fates…

My garden is growing.

It may seem strange, but its teaching me a lot about competition. You plant a few seeds, some grow, some don’t, they unfurl themselves in the most beautiful manner, maybe there’s too many in one spot, so you have to thin the small ones out, but always, no matter what, no matter how beautiful they appear and how many flowers or fruits they bloom, there’s always a competition for the sun.

I love watching my seedlings hatch and unwind, twisting and opening and blossoming and spreading their little leaf arms towards the sun. Its beautiful, its inspiring, its motivating. It just makes you want to try harder.

When I was school age I hated sports. I hated competitions. I hated competing in general. I never wanted to participate because I always assumed that I would be the last, the loser. I still find myself shying away from competitiveness at times, I think everyone is on their own journey and I’m not sure why people are racing at all. What are we running this rat race for?

I’ve been neglecting this blog for a while because a few events in my personal life that need to be written about, I can’t. I can’t write about them for a number of reasons, though it would benefit me personally to articulate certain things, there are people that read this blog looking for a way to bring me down. There’s no pretty way to say it. There are people that read this blog looking for a way to crush me, to beat me in the “race” to eat some of the pieces of my last meal that I may have dropped along the way. Its annoying and aggravating, especially since its someone I helped out a lot. But a phrase keeps ringing in my ear that some wise lady told me once, always be the bigger person.

So I’m going to be the bigger person, I’m going to keep competing for my own rays of the sun, unfurling and raising my little leaf arms and spreading my roots down deep.

This blog post is going to seem super random for some…so just enjoy the photos…and leave nice comments, I like that

I have a crush on this marigold…