Showing posts with label Club Hell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Club Hell. Show all posts

Thursday, January 28, 2010

C'mon on Barbie, let's go party

In some ways, Barbie is the original life-like fetish object, paving the way for cartoons, blow-up dolls, anime and the like. Drastically unproportionate with a tiny waist, large breasts, big eyes and long blonde hair, many porn stars, models or actresses seek to emulate this look, notably Pamela Anderson.

I have a confession to make. I love Barbie. I used to collect them, but found myself not enjoying the modern Barbie, but instead focusing on the vintage Barbies of the 60s. Like much of the 60s, I'm drawn to the clean, classic lines of her pale blue eyeshadow, thick eyeliner; perfectly coordinated wardrobe with matching shoes and handbags for every outfit. I have stopped collecting Barbies, but love the work of Judy Ragagli who makes photo realistic oil paintings of vintage Babies. Platinum Swirl has been on my wishlist for ages.

The theme at Club Hell last night was Barbie's Hell House. So I posted the following on my social media sites:

Going to Hell tonight as the Barbie who got all her hair cut off by a creative child. And wears all leather. Seriously, why isn't there a dominatrix Barbie? Mattel?

Many people responded. Here are some of the fetish themed Barbies that are out there:





































































As for myself, I geared up with my crotch high black leather boots, corset, short skirt and some metallic hot pink eyelashes. Even though I also wore blue eyeshadow, no one commented on my resemblance to Barbie. I was still a hit.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Fetish Nation

Had a lovely time at Fetish Nation the other night, a newish fetish club every other Saturday at Circus by the same people who put on Club Hell.

I wore my new naughty nurse outfit, black patent leather boots with red soles and gloves of course--all to much praise. It may have something to do with it's second skin fit and the fact that most of my legs were exposed. ;)

There was some foot contest for most attractive feet, but I somehow missed the sign-up otherwise I'm sure these tootsies would have won the prize! I had a wonderful foot massage regardless. I have been preloading foot massages when I go out these days--it's a good way to make it through the evening in fetish shoes. Besides, I can never get enough attention on my feet.

A fashion show by Venus Prototype features some rather foxy latex designs including some great printed pieces. Various play stations are scattered in the main area of the club, but I got my own private lube up from a Beautiful Lady.

What I find particularly amusing about this particular club is that Circus is so big, there's actually another club night going on at the same time with "normals." I find the interaction between the fetish and vanilla fascinating. Sometimes we wander through their side with the standard technodisco and strobe light, but lately I have been noticing more and more plaid shirts among the latex when it's time for the shows.

While walking around with a friend who works in the scene, a vanilla girl said, "Ohmygod! You look so hot!" With my friend wearing a fetching ensemble of fishnets, a black corset and ample breasts--I tended to agree.

Out of ear shot, my friend scoffed, "It's my job to look this hot."

Indeed.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Club Hell, finally

After months of ditching and flaking out on Club Hell, I finally went. Wow. It was beautiful, spacious and hot! I saw some of my favorite ladies I haven't seen in awhile, and I spoke to Mistress Nina Sparks' submissive, Elaynna Sparks for a good portion of the night. What a lovely lady!

As usual, I fell brutally in love with all the aerialists. However, I've found the secret to their power, a local class in Culver City that I'm drooling over. Stay tuned for Ms. Justine learning a whole new set of ropes!

I loved the way the play stations were set up, even though it was very open, they still seemed intimate and not institutionalized. There was some pretty intense needle play that scared my date, feathers mohawking out of a man's skull. Ooh!

Mistress Melissa, ever intense, brought a whole new level to her play as she lit her floggers on fire and florentined the beautiful submissive ladies on stage.

What a night. I will definitely be coming back.