Justin Bieber...fashion tip! Sport a rose in your lapel or don a string tie!

I caught sight of Justin's latest fashion misstep over the weekend.

Heh Bieb, what were 'ya thinking?

Honestly, a plain white tux (or was that a two-piece white suit?) paired with a lone over-sized bow tie (it looked like a snap-on to moi!) just doesn't cut it with the elite fashionistas.

Justin, surely there is a tad more passion (and flair for fashion) lurking in your heart of hearts?

A string bow-tie would have been a more distinctive accessory choice for the swaggering handsome man-about-town.

For a dash of romance a red rose in the lapel would have rustled up a nod from the fashion police, too.

In the alternative?

An elegant pocket handkerchief - puffed-up inside the breast pocket - just so!

Psst!

Never wear both, eh?

Isn't it time you also sported a quality timepiece on your studly wrist as well?

That's what separates the men from the boys, Justin.

How's Selena, by the way?

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It's style - not the clothes - that make the man!

The Awakening...prose by Julian Ayrs!

What fog is this

Slowly lifting

That cast mystical spell

O’er beams of light

that

Awaken?

On Orchid petal

Softly flutter

Though,

 rolling thunder

still beckons

The earth

Spills forth all its bounty

As fleet of foot

humbly bow
to Nature’s awesome
majesty

Julian Ayrs

The Awakening

Collection of Poetry

(San Francisco)

2010

 

 

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The Bachelor...Do men marry bad girls?

Romance or tawdry exploitation?

They say that hornie dudes sleep around, play the field, but - bottom line - don’t marry sluts.

So, the young ladies on the Bachelor faced intrigues on this week's segment, as they wrestled with their emotions, guilt and common sense.

While a bevy of bodacious babes were interested in pleasing the "main" man - a studly bearded dude with a body to die for - there was a real need to play the good girl and hold back.

For example, as three pretty hopefuls headed over to a sumptuous Hotel Villa in Vegas, for a night of partying, there were a couple of sly traps set up by the producers capable of tripping up the most conniving femme fatale out to undercut a gaggle of giggling Barbie Doll rivals.

Temptations abounded in the sumptuous sensual surroundings under a canopy of romantic stars.

Just outside the Hotel, a topless pool caused quite a stir among the ladies.

Should they bare their breasts and hop into the pool with gay abandon?

One gal confessed to camera that exposing her nubile young bod in a pool amidst strangers "au naturel" was not her cup of tea.

She was a good girl, after all, she appeared to hinting.

But, the blond in the pretty trio, had no qualms about throwing caution to the wind and jumping into the liberating act.

"I thought she was the type to do it," one slightly-jealous bimbo snidely remarked on the sidelines.

Did the contestants make the right decision?

Later, the gals who kept their bikini tops on had niggling doubts.

When it came to selecting a pretty date to spend one-on-one time with in a romantic setting at the Villa, the Bachelor on the prowl elected to choose the beauty who made a big splash in the pool in the flesh so-to-speak.

Was it a mistake for the other two gals to have acted like such prudes?

Maybe, they should have stripped down to land a competitive edge.

After all, unlike the female of the species, men are quite visual.

A glance at a hot pair of knockers was sure to captivate and win the dude over.

Then, there was another intriguing development at the Villa.

A discreet note from the producers invited the Bachelor and his lady friend to either return to their separate suites for the night - or, in the alternative - snuggle up for an intimate evening behind closed doors and away from the prying eyes of viewers at home.

The luxurious environs seduced 'em both!

Toying with human nature has become big bucks entertainment.

Did they do the nasty?

Well, according to the old saying, it's nobody's business but their own.

After all, what happens in Vegas, "stays" in Vegas

On this occasion, the sexually-charged couple chose to remain mum.

So, I expect, the handsome couple did some dirty dancing when the lights went down.

But, will hopeful's  bold-faced efforts fathom up a proposal on bended knee?

News at 11!

 

Dating in America!

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Snobs...quote!

 

If a man becomes a snob

it's probably because he's become disenchanted

with the common masses

he crosses paths with daily

Julian Ayrs

Chocolate Buddha

A Collection of Poems

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Chelsea Clinton...turns into babe!

Well, when I received the e-mail communication from Clinton's camp, about a family reunion of three generations of Clinton women in IOWA, I was inclined to respond with a yawn and a "ho hum".

But, always game for a smidgen of off-beat humor, I clicked on the link - at which point - a down-home video sprang forth in all its kitschy glory.

Whoa, dudes!

Was that truly Chelsea Clinton striding confidently out from under the shadow of her mother, Hillary?

Oh ma God! Chelsea has transformed from a ganglin', knock-kneed adolescent, into a bodacious babe!

Is it possible that the skilled hand of a - er - make-up artist has conjured up some luminous magic for the fresh-faced innocent?

I suppose now that slick Willy is raking in some dough from book proceeds, and wily Hillary is on the long and winding road to the White House, Ms. Chelsea has a bevy of hot studs aimin' to get into her - good graces!

I can only imagine the first question the lucky young fella is asked when he's invited to the family homestead to meet good ole' Dad...

Do you inhale, son?


Would a rose by any other name be so sweet?