My older female cousins read Mills & Boon romance (primarily nursing), so I did. My older male cousins read Playboy and Hustler, so I did. My mother read spy thrillers, so I did. My father read political texts, so I did.
Now, I leave it up to the reader to decide how much I got out of each, but I did my best. I was not a discerning consumer. It wasn't until my mid-teens that my book tastes became independent--lots of sci fi and fantasy, historical romance (where did that disappear to?), mysticism (similarly disappeared, but the stuff I was reading was pyramids-sharpening-razors crap), but still my mother's thrillers. She's had (and discarded) some pretty impressive (and thematic--the Moscow apartment was all post-Glasnost Soviet thrillers which really helped with my local geography) collections.
My father was the one who started me on sci fi, from the 2001 novelisation he picked up in an airport, and my mother tried to get me off it, but she attemtped so counterproductively, but giving me Doris Lessing's sci fi, and introducing me to Octavia Butler. I'm not sure what she thought would happen.
Ooh, Heavenly Creatures! I need to rewatch that -- haven't seen it in years.
Also, I don't remember Jennifer's Connelly's boobs from MD at all, but now I have a strange yen to look at them.
Also, I rented Basic Instinct when it came out, and my mom came in when I'd just started it...it was not a comfortable viewing.
Of course, mom has just gotten into J.R. Ward and paranormal romance erotica in the last couple of months -- there are MOUNDS of them beside her chair -- and I just have to kind of...blank out that part of my mind.
Somehow, my mom digging the hard-core vampire/werething sexxoring is way more a mental no-no to me than "regular" romance humpbumping.
but now I have a strange yen to look at them.
Too late. They're gone. She either lost a considerable amount of weight or had them reduced.
Oh my God, I just learned about the emerald cockroach wasp.
The female wasp paralyzes a cockroach and disables its escape response, leads it into a burrow, and traps it inside with an egg. When the larva hatches, it feeds on the roach for days and then chews its way inside and feeds on its internal organs for
days.
The roach is alive the whole time.
Michael Whelan is the Pern guy. Not the porn guy. Don't talk about him that way.
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Dresses made from almost anything and everything
Our designers these days are very creative and innovative when it comes to dresses and gowns. Literally, we have outfits made from anything and everything! Be it the balloons, chocolates, your favorite candies, money and even condoms! So, the next time you want to adorn something different, don’t worry, you name a thing and I am sure a dress will be available in it. Below are some attires from the weirdest things possible. Some are quite good while the others are just not wearable. But I guess this is what we call as freaky fashion! Have a look.
