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The Poppy Flower!


Red Poppy

Why do we wear a The Red Poppy on Remembrance Day?

It all started in the early 19th century in Western Europe, after the Napoleonic wars. It left the fields damage by the millions of men who walked and died on the them. Once the war was over the poppies took over the barren land,  as they always do, not knowing what had happened before before them.

During World War One in 1914, the fields were once again left barren by the horrors of war. The poppies were the first to blossomed on the scars of the ground, their beauty making it hard to believes what had happened, not that long ago.

In 1915, Dr John McCrae a Canadian surgeon wrote the poem, In Flanders Field, right after his friend Lieutenant Alexis Helmer was killed by an exploding German artillery shell.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.

The poppy flower is the symbol of those who have fallen and the sacrifices that many others had to make during the wars.



photo of white poppy

White Poppy

Why do some people wear the White Poppy?

Have you ever seen a White Poppy? It is not a mistake. It was created in 1933 by the Women’s Co-operative Guild. The White Poppy is a symbol the end of all wars and lasting peace. It should be worn on the Sunday that follows Remembrance Day.

The White Poppy did create some turmoil, some veterans felt it was undermining the meaning of the Red Poppy and of their contribution. The White Poppy was never intended to offend or to reduce the memory of those who risked and gave their lives in the Great War.

It was such a big issue at the time that many women lost their jobs for wearing it. To prevent any other conflicts The White Poppy Appeal is now run by the Peace Pledge Union.


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Happy St. Patrick’s Day

Sexy Piper lounging

Happy St. Patrick’s day, everyone. Piper’s Irish eyes are smiling and she’s covered up with a beautiful green wrap. If you’re Irish or just enthusiastic about leprechauns, the colour green, drinking or yelling along to Irish ditties, it’s a pretty fun holiday. For us, it’s mostly about making terribly awesome puns about oral sex. After all, today is a day to get lucky! And what makes you luckier than licking? Of course, you can always kiss the “blarney stone” which theoretically could mean just about anything, but we mean genitals. 😉 Top of the morning wood to ye! And, for the more analingus-ly focused: bottoms up! I think my favourite one by far is that, well, it’s magically delicious. And really, what’s more magical or delicious than oral sex?

However you say it, you can celebrate St. Patrick’s day with us at The Art of Blowjob and The Art of Cunnilingus.

Halloween Lovers, Unite

Sexy blowjob in a witch costume

Last year’s costume: Camille as a sexy witch!

Halloween has long been my favourite time of the year. I grew up as the type of teen who would go to the shadow cast version of the Rocky Horror Picture Show every month, dressed far more liberally than my parents probably should have allowed for such a young age. In hindsight, I was kind of made to work in porn, wasn’t I? My love for the sexy, the fringe and the exciting far precedes my foray into the world of adult entertainment. I have always loved costumes, getting theatrical and relishing the opportunity to become someone else, spooky or silly, though always at least kind of sexy. This year, and particularly the past month or so, has been tumultuous, but Halloween does always lift my spirits… Insert joke about raising the dead and communing with the spirits here. And candy is delicious. Plus, Jezebel posited that Halloween lovers are the best, and we all want to consider ourselves the best, don’t we?

I want to wish you all the happiest of Halloweens. Even though there’s no special update this year, I hope you’ll all share your plans and costumes here. There’s nothing better than communing over all hallow’s eve, even if your plan is mostly about carving pumpkins and handing out candy. Speaking of which, I need to go snag some for the trick or treaters. Wouldn’t want to get egged!

– Sophie

Last Minute Halloween Idea?

Pam from Archer

Pam, the loveable HR representative from Archer.

Halloween is just around the corner. It’s my favourite time of year, I’d have to say. I love dressing up, parties and candy. I’m not actually so much about the spooky stuff, but one of my favourite traditions is to carve a bunch of pumpkins, save the seeds and toast them to eat later while watching a few of the classic Treehouse of Horror Simpson’s Halloween specials. While I already know what I’m going as (Pam from Archer: see header photo) I have just the thought for those of you who are 2 days out from various parties without a single idea of what to wear:

So easy! A suit jacket with tails, fishnet thigh highs and a g-string with a bow tie. Oh, and the incredibly ability to move your buns to Beethoven in perfect time with grace and elegance. I assume at least one of you will wear this… But who will it be? Regardless, I hope you enjoy this ode to the butt and to one of the world’s most celebrated composers. Can’t forget about him.

Post-Thanksgiving Updates

Heads cropped to protect the innocent.

Heads cropped to protect the innocent.

Hi again. Yep… Still Sophie. Yesterday was Canadian Thanksgiving, which I guess is like American Thanksgiving only there are an equal number of awkward sorries to go along with all the thanks. Badum-tschhh. But seriously, folks… It’s more or less the same. I made the interesting choice to host TWO Thanksgiving dinners this year because I always am looking for a way to justify the fact that I purchased a 12-seat dining room table. The first was for my incredibly large choir. There were over 40 of us and, although it was potluck-ish, my roommate and I still managed to make something like 10+ dishes because we are addicted to being good hosts. Yesterday was a more intimate dinner with just 15 close friends. My darling sister and I are Thanksgiving orphans this year because our folks are off in Ireland, so she came over to help poor (recovering) vegetarian me roast two rather sizeable chickens. We also managed to also crank out veg/non-veg stuffing, veg/non-veg gravy, some amazing cream cheese mashed potatoes, roasted parsnips, turnips and onions, mashed acorn and butternut squash, maple-glazed carrots, creamed corn, kernel corn, rolls, cranberry sauce, mulled cider and two pumpkin pies with whipped cream because sometimes you just have to do it up, right? Both dinners went off without a hitch and the clean-up was surprisingly painless. Thanks to host gifts, we now have enough wine to last us until kingdom come. Who wants leftovers?

Camille Crimson in a leg cast

Camille in her hospital bed, making that cast work.

Camille’s Thanksgiving was decidedly a little less involved (though I would have shipped her some paleo/primal options if I could) as she actually ended up staying in the original hospital a little longer. She’ll be transferred soon, hopefully get her surgery and be out not soon later, so it seems like we’re still working with roughly the same timeframe. She’s poked in briefly on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter to say a little hello, including the charming selfies I’ve included here. As you can see, she’s smiling and well enough to write in reasonable bursts, so she’s certainly on the mend. Mike and I had a good talk today and he seems as optimistic as she is, so it’s all good. He was also working out some compilation videos so he can spend the rest of the week just focused on her various transfers and adjustments.

Camille Crimson selfie in the hospital

Only this woman could look like a classic beauty in a hospital bed.

Another week with more to overcome, but she can and will do it. And just think how excited she’ll be to see all of you and your messages here when she comes back. Thanks for your continued patience and sustained support. This year, I was thankful that Camille’s accident wasn’t any worse than it was. I imagine we’re all quite thankful of that, regardless of whether or not you celebrated this fact with pie.

Canada Day Love

Canadian Flag

Canada is another big holiday here…  There’s nothing to be upset about the fact that it comes only a week after St-Jean Baptiste day!  It’s lovely to get to spend so much of summer in the midst of enjoying ourselves and taking advantage of our scarce nice weather…  I suppose it’s the Canadian way, isn’t it?

I feel very lucky to have a country which is fairly progressive and where I can do what I love and be who I am without being persecuted for it.  It’s a beautiful country, its diversity is rich and expansive and our identity is so much about being inclusive and kind to everyone.  It’s a wonderful culture to be a part of.

Again, it’s mostly about drinking, eating good food and maybe lighting some fireworks, but it always makes me smile to think of this lovely reason to relax and enjoy our beautiful country.  So, Happy Canada Day to all of you.  May your maple syrup always flow.  😉