BLOW HIS MIND

We get so caught up with our lives that sometimes we forget our partners and the need to feel loved. I have been experimenting with these pointers I read from a magazine and I think they are ready to be put to the test.

Spend the Entire Day In Bed

Spend one Sunday in bed. Turn off your cell phone and unplug the clock, it’s time to hunker down with your dream guy. Skip your to-do list for the day and make a new one where everything on it can be done in bed. It’s fun, it’s free and sure beats working all day, doesn’t it?

Take a Bubble Bath Together

A little fizz, steam and a hot bath can go a long way for your sex drive. Skip the showers in favour of a romantic evening in the tub together for some sensual foreplay before bed.

Assign Him Love Homework

Ready to instantly spice things up? Call or text him and give him a little “love homework” to bring home. Ask him to make a list of the 10 places on your body he’d like to kiss you, or his five favorite spots to have sex. The anticipation will build as he completes his assignment and he will be eager to turn it in and practice what he’s learned.

Put Your Pleasure In His Hands

These days there is no shortage of pleasure products on the shelves at your local store. Although the selection can be vast, most of them look like more fun for you than him—until now. Introducing the Bullet . The sleek, waterproof, wireless bullet has ten powerful speeds and slips discretely into your panties. On the way out, give him the wireless remote control, which works up to 25 feet away, and let the games begin.


Be His Secret Admirer

You can still remember the smell of those beautiful roses he sent you on your birthday, but when was the last time you showered him with public displays of affection? Surprise him for lunch looking unbelievably hot in that dress he loves, or have a note telling him to “Come home, now!” delivered to his office by a messenger.

Serve Yourself For Dessert

After you’ve both enjoyed a delicious meal, it’s time for a one-of-a-kind dessert in bed. Hand him a jar of edible chocolate body paint and a brush, and light a candle—it’s on!

Lets keep it real,

Miss Di

 

BAGGING THAT GUY

Hold the press, I don't mean tea bagging a guy! gross!

Oh wait you have no idea what im talking about? Phew! good, that is a whole new conversation for some other day.

So, during the long holidays I have been observing some of the people around me date. Since im still single(Crossing my fingers blue) I have decided to go on a hunt and Bag that guy. After watching Baggage claim and identifying with it I decided to put some things to the test. I will try the following in my next bag a guy search.

1: OPEN MY MIND TO NEW ADVENTURES

 

Each date I will go too, I will have an open mind, I realised that my ideal partner is based on my personal checklist. We are all looking for the perfect partner but honey! he don't exist!

 

2: NO RESEARCH BEFORE THE FIRST DATE

 

No goggling or face booking my date to be, those are just false impressions of the person, im doing it the old fashion way, I will make my judgement when i meet the person.

3: NO BAGGAGE
The past will be left there, I will not speak of old relationships, negative experiences or my insane encounters. I am a saint and expect a saint. There is so little to get out of dwelling on the past.

4: HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY
  Starting a relationship based on lies is never a grand idea, if he doesn't live up to your expectations just tell the guy instead of wasting time.

5: LEAVE ON A HIGH NOTE
Dates will be short and sweet, coffee or lunch! No dinners or alcohol, im tired of looking for my undies after a couple of drinks, not cool for a classy woman, did I stammer.

Just keeping it real and being real

Miss Di

NEW BEGININGS, GOOD BYE F****G 2013

I have been hiding in 2013, trying to figure out what the coyotes I want to do in 2014. Its been nearly one month and I have been dancing with the devils of 2013, that was one jinxed and f***ed up year.

Finally I have what I want to do, figured out in 2014, im sure you are dying to know what my personal agreements are with my demons this year because you haven't written yours, Its alright! I know you haven't put it on paper, lazy ass!

Alright, Thunderbolt, I mean.... Drum roll!!!!!!!


1: STOP FANTASIZING
I shall not look at things I want and not get them, I love cars, sports cars especially and I intend to get one sweet ride, im kinda tired of my old junk, its time I let her go.

I shall not stare at ridiculously handsome guys and do nothing about it..... Nooo this girl has grown balls and horns, I see something looking hot, im charging like bull on Viagra and coke!

No broke ass guys, im too grown for that, I had hustled too long to settle for less. Im positioning myself for the grand fabulous life and grand don't come cheap!


2: PROPER DATING

No freaking casual sex, that's so 2013, who does that? when I feel I’ve connected with someone that gets my nether regions all juicy my bullshit tolerance level goes through the roof! This year, I want to be better at putting my foot down and not accepting half ass texts and dick pics as proper dating courtship. Proper dinners, dating activities that don't entail house activities, movies in the house is history, dinner in the house all dead and buried, that is a very cheap date which only qualifies on the 25th date, clubbing isn't a date, the only clubbing im doing is between myself and a golf ball after a trip down to exclusive golf courses in a jet!

 3: WORK ON MY TEMPER

I always lose out on a lot of fun stuff because of my temper, when you are working with a perfectionist, our temper is like a delicate little thread waiting to snap. I will keep my temper under wraps but don't just tempt me..... I will get into a fight.

4: LEARN THE KAMASUTRA

Yes, I want to learn from the holy grail of sex, im getting into a meaningful relationship and normal sex has become boring, imagine 100 positions to experiment with, ahh the magic mountain, Glowing Juniper, crouching tiger and the peg. Hmmmmh, you wanna goggle, I dare you, infact lets learn together and exchange notes

5: GYM TIME

Nope, im not going to do crazy diets or starve, im going to eat healthy and hit the gym. Not to lose weight! to get my tummy flat and tighten my arms. Not putting high expectations since I have learnt to accept my curves.

6: CONCENTRATE ON THE ARTISTIC ME

I spent to much time on irrelevant stuff last year, im choosing the artist in me this year, Record my music, talent management and events is all im doing. I need to start making that money and mad money.

7: CHILDREN

Shhh i hear tiny feet.......................................... that's all im saying!

8: GET A LIFE...... I MEAN YOU......

I need to stop being so personal and gross on this blog.Yeah right! then where shall you get all the nasty juicy details of stuff folks don't wanna talk about! lets be real! keep it real..... hmm I like that, maybe I should always sign out like that.



Miss Di, lets be real, keep it real.

SIGNS A MAN IS GREAT IN BED

Dedicated to Michael for the weekend and teaching me a few things along the way and so im sharing this with Michael on mind, Had to share this.


HE CAN DANCE
 By dancing, I don’t mean country, salsa, ballroom, or even the tango; I mean he can hold you close to him and sway his hips just enough so that you feel like you’re having sex on the dance floor.
If a man can hold you close to him and maintain rhythm with his hips, he will know how to twirl them when you’re lying under him as well. And if that weren’t great enough, he understands the importance of tempo when it matters most.

HIS KISSES ARE SLOW
When he opens his mouth to kiss you, his kiss is almost lazy.  He sucks one lip at a time and he even smiles slightly when your tongues meet. This is a man who never rushes through an orgasm but enhances it by delaying it and awaiting a profound explosion.

  HE DEVOURS HIS FOOD
When he eats his dinner, every morsel he cuts and place in his mouth is appreciated and devoured as though it may be his last.
If that weren’t enough of a turn on, if you’re out and he enjoys the taste of something immensely, he will insist on feeding you some so that you can share in his dining pleasure.

HE MAKES YOU FEEL SEXY
He doesn’t need to tell you that he thinks you’re hot, nor does he even have to touch you, the way he treats you makes you feel like you’re the sexiest woman on Earth.
The way he looks at you makes you feel like a sex kitten, the way he talks to you makes you feel like a princess and the way he lets you know what he’s thinking makes you want to rip off his clothes and ravage him.

 HE PUTS HIS HANDS IN UNIQUE PLACES
The breast and the butt are the obvious places most guys want to touch you, but this guy… this guy massages the back of your neck for no reason. He wraps his hands around your ribs and pulls you closer.
When you kiss, he puts his hands behind your head and lightly pulls your hair back by the roots. This is a man who knows that there are many ways to bring a woman to orgasm and is prepared to explore them all.

HE DOESN’T TALK ABOUT SEX
As most of us know by now, men who boast about their sexual trysts are usually the ones who think that sex that lasts as long as a commercial break is incredibly satisfying. This man never makes mention of sex; he lets his body language, his touch and his actions reveal that he is the stuff dreams are made of.

 HE KNOWS HOW TO SEDUCE YOUR BRAIN
Many women feel that if a man does not know how to have sex with her brain, there is no way he’s going to have sex with her body. This guy knows how to seduce your imagination and leave you with his lingering presence well after he’s left you for the evening.
He speaks like a gentleman and makes you want to do things in bed that you’ve never imagined yourself doing. He brings out a different side of you; an animalistic side.






MISS DI

LES SEXE FAUX PAUS

Every second Wednesday of the month I meet with my gentlemen friends for a special lady treat. Most of my gentleman friends, I grew up with, have been in my life in various seasons and for various reasons. So whether single or married I schedule them across the months for that special Wednesday day out. One of them is incredibly disgusting but intriguing, I  like the way he is very open about he's experiences, oh and the faux paus made me laugh but they made some sense.
So according to Bruce (not real name) the following are the sex faux paus.
 
1: If its a hook up, don't say 'make love to me' they guy will go limp if its just about sex,.......... a nice way for us girls to get away with not having sex especially when its been bad sex
2: Ask him, 'is it in yet?'
3:Being insecure about your body, the brain is dead.... so for him to notice stretch marks, cellulite etc. is all in your mind, get your freak on and imagine that Beyoncé has nothing on you.
4:You smell like a wet nasty rug, I once read somewhere that men love the natural body odour, well my dear, if you cant stand the smell of your own body odour how would expect a man to like it.
5: This one shocked me, most guys like the vajayjay baby smooth, no hair,yeah just that veet and chuck those weeds
6: Lots of guys are very insecure in bed and are threatened by a woman who is adventurous. They want to be the ones who suggest the new adventures. Another laugh for me!
7:Call him someone else's name, I suggest that you do this to a guy who has hurt you incase you ever roll in the sack with him again...... I know, I know im evvviil
8:Dont talk, just moan and not like a demented cat!
9: Compare them to an ex
10:Dont just lay there, do something, move wriggle, twerk etc.
11: Laugh at the weenie, not cool at all
12:Bite the weenie
13: Say you hope to get pregnant right in the middle of the moment
14: Make him feel like he is doing the right thing and if he aint, tell him
15: Stop reading this now because the list is endless and Bruce isn't always right, so go get your man and give him one hell of a night.

ITS BEEN REAL

Miss DI

A POEM BY THE PRINCE

I fell in love with the prince, he is called the royal angel and he is indeed the royal angel. He opens he's heart to the world with so much love. I had to share this poem by the prince....... who has stolen my heart.

Lucky me,

Your fooling and your seriousness is killing me,

It is killing and anything from you I like it,

God, how lucky you are, no one is like you,

Even my eyes misses seeing you all the time and stays up all night,

My tears keeps falling down for love,

“ Why are you falling down my tears when you are very high?” I said.

“Allah made me so I can fall to your cheeks, and your eyes belong with your beloved”.

Nothing can beat your beauty,

I like you,

I treasure you,

I respect you,

I compose you with longing and sing,

I leave anything in this life but not you,

And with you I built my ambitions and my hopes,

The longing cold, warms in the embrace of your hands,

And the heat of missing you, cools down when I imagine it,

I put my head in your lap,

And keep you away from the people,

because you are my love and mine only,

My heart is deeply in love with you,

And your picture is always on my mind,

And if you blinked with your long lashes,

 
I can see the people who envy you dies,

My heart says “ Lucky you.”

And I answered “ Lucky me.”

Thank you, Mwah

TAN CHOCOLATE DELIGHT EXPERIENCE

Minding my own business, I got into the elevator, pressed the button indicating the 3rd floor and checked myself out in the shinning mirror doors.
The elevator stopped on the 2nd Floor, I froze right at the center, my feet refused to move, my eyes dried up as I looked into those grey brown eyes, watched as he's mouth curled into a smile...mine mimicking the smile and I felt a drool almost come out at the side of my mouth.
'Can I come in?' he said with a strong Arabic accent.
'mmmhmmmm!!!' is all I could utter as I slid to the slide of the elevator.
'your also going 2nd?'
'yeah...yes. the Berlum.' I whispered unintentionally.

Seemed like the longest ride.....till when the elevator suddenly opened . The air transformed to a rich aroma of sweet spices, herbs and beautiful Arabic music playing in the background.
'have pleasant dinning,ma salaama ' he said
'thanks' I whispered again, I don't know why I kept whispering...... I walked to the corner seat, sunk into the deep comfy seat, enjoyed the exotic ambience and opened the menu, scanning through the wine section.

After an hour I was still seated by myself, my date had texted to let me know that she was running late. I sighed and ordered for more Khubz (bread) and butter. I nearly stuffed my stomach with the tasty Khubz, as I stuffed some more into my mouth I heard that sexy drool say 'al salaam a' Laykum'
I turned around and found those beautiful eyes looking into mine, I nearly choked......and remembered to chew, swallow deep breathes, thought of what to say, finally managed. 'Hello, thank you!'..... why the hell was I saying thank you???????????

He asked whether he could join me since he noticed I was dinning alone and he was also alone and wanted to talk to someone. The waiter was already carrying he's drink on a tray, placed it on the table and walked away. He asked why I was alone, I explained my dilemma and he told me that he had just gotten into the country, came to Berlum for dinner and fortunately for him, he found me...... all I could think about is 'he found me'. I started saying a million thank yous to God and I asked if I could miraculously understand the accent....... as I drifted back from my prayer...... we had a wonderful conversation, a song played, he translated, he also translated the food on the menu with so much passion, we had some Maqluba, he convinced me to take some tea, Maghrebi mint tea. From where we were seated the sky filled up with a full moon, once in a while hiding behind dark clouds. He was a wonderful speaker, the accent made it more exciting as he described Dubai and I described the Maasai Mara since he was on transit to the Mara. I thought to myself, this is what dreams where made of as he laughed at my silly jokes, smiled and placed his palm on top of my hand, I felt as though I was in an electric chair, the sparks spreading to places I didn't imagine would come to life.

My girlfriend called me, told me she couldn't make it. Imagine my response........... we later went to another club next door that played a mix of Arabic music and English music. Most of the music played was slow, sensual and he let me lay on he's chest as our feet moved in sync. I couldn't remember the last time I had slow danced but dancing at that moment was just perfect. This dream was just too perfect......... the night had to end.

I leaned on the car door, told him what a wonderful night I had , I fidgeted with my keys , turned around to enter my car. He gently put his arm around my shoulder, whispered in my ears 'hawa ghamar' I had no clue what that meant but it sounded so sexy.... I turned around, looked into those beautiful eyes one last time, kissed his cheek and entered the car.

I got home, called him... off course I took he's number! we had another long conversation as we both lay in separate beds in different locations but it seemed as if we were right by each others sides.

I began drifting off to sleep, the last I heard him say was 'ma salaama walah hub'. In the next two days, those were the words I drifted off to sleep too.

On Saturday morning he stood at my door, helped me load my bags to the taxi, we were on our way to Maasai Mara. He wanted me to show him the beautiful wildebeest migration i had described so passionately and he would show me Dubai in return.



Miss Di