<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273</id><updated>2012-01-22T04:39:30.861-05:00</updated><category term='Fashion Talk'/><category term='Eye Candy Talk'/><category term='Poetic Talk'/><category term='Beauty Talk'/><category term='I-spire'/><category term='Music Talk'/><category term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Plain Girls Talk</title><subtitle type='html'>Girls Let's Talk!! What's on your mind?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4847169926929959979</id><published>2011-12-12T01:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T01:53:40.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><title type='text'>Girlfriends= Priceless Gems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBN8mLxs8lI/TuWgRCTnvvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8oc63zXjumE/s1600/girlfriends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBN8mLxs8lI/TuWgRCTnvvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8oc63zXjumE/s320/girlfriends.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever noticed how re-energized you feel after hanging out with girlfriends. Simply being out with the girls after going without them for an extended period of time just reminds you that "there's nothing like girl time." The extra pep in your step the next day, the getting dressed up to go out, the incredible urge to just be the most gorgeous you! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Let me tell you something, girlfriends, chit chat, great food, music, dancing, vino...it all adds up to an amazing time. My girlfriends just gave me a dose of energy and it feels good... I didn't even realise how much I was missing it! Make time for your girlies, it'll make your world an even brighter place! Promise ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4847169926929959979?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4847169926929959979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/girlfriends-priceless-gems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4847169926929959979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4847169926929959979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/girlfriends-priceless-gems.html' title='Girlfriends= Priceless Gems'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBN8mLxs8lI/TuWgRCTnvvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/8oc63zXjumE/s72-c/girlfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7029379990184799674</id><published>2011-12-11T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:20:34.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><title type='text'>Fashion! Fashion! Fashion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRxPa3JvRhg/TuUv12CunzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DvJZiejB7ls/s1600/CassieBlankMagazinePhotoShoot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRxPa3JvRhg/TuUv12CunzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DvJZiejB7ls/s320/CassieBlankMagazinePhotoShoot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cassie always looks amazing in photoshoots, its a shame her singing career never took off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Nj5mkMHPj4/TuUxAai9DTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8I95O2y3qr4/s1600/Cassie+tumblr+Leopard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Nj5mkMHPj4/TuUxAai9DTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/8I95O2y3qr4/s320/Cassie+tumblr+Leopard.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7029379990184799674?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7029379990184799674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/fashion-fashion-fashion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7029379990184799674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7029379990184799674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/fashion-fashion-fashion.html' title='Fashion! Fashion! Fashion!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRxPa3JvRhg/TuUv12CunzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DvJZiejB7ls/s72-c/CassieBlankMagazinePhotoShoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1607201107345808721</id><published>2011-12-11T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:24:35.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Party - Beyonce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/XWCwc1_sYMY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWCwc1_sYMY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWCwc1_sYMY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In honor of one of our PGs sisters! Happy Birthday! We like to party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1607201107345808721?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1607201107345808721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/party-beyonce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1607201107345808721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1607201107345808721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/party-beyonce.html' title='Party - Beyonce'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4722756166175862619</id><published>2011-12-11T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:41:55.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Headlines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/cimoNqiulUE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cimoNqiulUE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cimoNqiulUE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been loving Drake, brows and all, def hot music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4722756166175862619?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4722756166175862619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/headlines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4722756166175862619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4722756166175862619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/headlines.html' title='Headlines'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4997250117495889513</id><published>2011-12-11T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:36:51.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Love after war</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/JwFtfnUGJfg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JwFtfnUGJfg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JwFtfnUGJfg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Really think its hot that Robin Thicke&amp;nbsp;included his beautiful wife Paula Patton&amp;nbsp;in this video. And PGs YOU KNOW, love after war can sometimes be the hottest and most passionate! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4997250117495889513?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4997250117495889513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/love-after-war.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4997250117495889513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4997250117495889513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/love-after-war.html' title='Love after war'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1480348762485310309</id><published>2011-12-11T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:26:09.183-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><title type='text'>Gabby U-Tiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-um-shcB9LPk/TuUfcFmY3hI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fRcH72_KJ-M/s1600/Gabrielle-Union-in-Gucci.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-um-shcB9LPk/TuUfcFmY3hI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fRcH72_KJ-M/s320/Gabrielle-Union-in-Gucci.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabby U, always looks amazing, so simple and classy. Makeup is impeccable and shoes are hawwt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1480348762485310309?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1480348762485310309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/gabby-u-tiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1480348762485310309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1480348762485310309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/gabby-u-tiful.html' title='Gabby U-Tiful'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-um-shcB9LPk/TuUfcFmY3hI/AAAAAAAAAPc/fRcH72_KJ-M/s72-c/Gabrielle-Union-in-Gucci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4609934453242710614</id><published>2011-12-10T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:46:19.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><title type='text'>Violent Lips?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZW5DyeCehrE/TuOKQL5AOfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/V4CDM7zoLWQ/s1600/Kim-Kardashian-Violent-Lips-Look-Makeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZW5DyeCehrE/TuOKQL5AOfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/V4CDM7zoLWQ/s320/Kim-Kardashian-Violent-Lips-Look-Makeup.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While doing our usual perusing of the net today, we came across, violent lips...sounds intriguing doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently its a new trend that even Kim K tried, what do you guys think? Stamp or Trash?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4609934453242710614?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4609934453242710614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/violent-lips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4609934453242710614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4609934453242710614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/violent-lips.html' title='Violent Lips?'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZW5DyeCehrE/TuOKQL5AOfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/V4CDM7zoLWQ/s72-c/Kim-Kardashian-Violent-Lips-Look-Makeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7879311658446383015</id><published>2011-12-09T15:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:44:10.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty Talk'/><title type='text'>Smell Like Ri-Ri for the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqqfuwCo-30/TuJqF6xvt0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/0disiOqR8xA/s1600/Rihanna%252C+Reb%2527l+Fleur.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqqfuwCo-30/TuJqF6xvt0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/0disiOqR8xA/s320/Rihanna%252C+Reb%2527l+Fleur.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We&amp;nbsp;here at PGT are huge fans of rihanna. &lt;br /&gt;Just stumbled upon this gift set that will include her new CD Talk That Talk. All for just $118.00. &lt;br /&gt;Smells amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for the holidays for friends and sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PGs Stamped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7879311658446383015?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7879311658446383015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/smell-like-ri-ri-for-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7879311658446383015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7879311658446383015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/smell-like-ri-ri-for-holidays.html' title='Smell Like Ri-Ri for the holidays'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqqfuwCo-30/TuJqF6xvt0I/AAAAAAAAAPE/0disiOqR8xA/s72-c/Rihanna%252C+Reb%2527l+Fleur.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1430087266585549049</id><published>2011-12-09T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:57:41.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><title type='text'>Beyonce's Nails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HAT19rWNzY/TuJntkud9RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B9hq0W2TKsY/s1600/beyonce-120711-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HAT19rWNzY/TuJntkud9RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B9hq0W2TKsY/s320/beyonce-120711-2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just wish everyone would let B, have her baby in peace!&lt;br /&gt;But on another note the&amp;nbsp;nails are so fetch!&lt;br /&gt;Shall we give it the PGs Stamp?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1430087266585549049?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1430087266585549049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/beyonces-nails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1430087266585549049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1430087266585549049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/beyonces-nails.html' title='Beyonce&apos;s Nails!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2HAT19rWNzY/TuJntkud9RI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B9hq0W2TKsY/s72-c/beyonce-120711-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3133285536521977020</id><published>2011-12-09T14:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:38:19.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGELBO0NLSo/TuJfRLyjHOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uaJdKi5ehcw/s1600/PGT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGELBO0NLSo/TuJfRLyjHOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uaJdKi5ehcw/s320/PGT.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep, smoldering, intense, fiery are all the things i feel and think about when i think of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind if I touch you here, it’s been so long I forgot what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch me baby, fulfill this longing within me. &lt;br /&gt;This is a fire, a thirst that only you can quench.&lt;br /&gt;Everything about us right here and now is amazing, i dont ever want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;We've created a cocoon of bliss that i just never want to be away from.&lt;br /&gt;Please me baby, you are the one that i want.&lt;br /&gt;Let's get lost in each other, in our worlds.&lt;br /&gt;Connect with me, fill me, make me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Enjoy PGs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3133285536521977020?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3133285536521977020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/do-you-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3133285536521977020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3133285536521977020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/do-you-mind.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGELBO0NLSo/TuJfRLyjHOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uaJdKi5ehcw/s72-c/PGT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3734816489291792537</id><published>2011-12-08T10:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:55:34.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy Talk'/><title type='text'>Q Parker is November's Mr Fitness</title><content type='html'>Plaingirls! Need some motivation to get that workout going again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9UUokOW_64/TuDZDLcOzSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lUcltFz7QlI/s1600/QP_2012_calendar_cover_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9UUokOW_64/TuDZDLcOzSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lUcltFz7QlI/s320/QP_2012_calendar_cover_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is&amp;nbsp;a former member of 112, so not only does he have a hot bod, but he has a great voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lust Away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3734816489291792537?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3734816489291792537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/q-parker-is-novembers-mr-fitness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3734816489291792537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3734816489291792537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/q-parker-is-novembers-mr-fitness.html' title='Q Parker is November&apos;s Mr Fitness'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9UUokOW_64/TuDZDLcOzSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/lUcltFz7QlI/s72-c/QP_2012_calendar_cover_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7873861062312192800</id><published>2011-12-03T01:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T19:14:12.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Is This Love by Corinne Bailey Rae</title><content type='html'>It's been grammy nominated for the Best RnB performance. Now that's how you do a cover! Very soulful and fresh and that's why we love her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QKhgsQlnWkw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7873861062312192800?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7873861062312192800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/is-this-love-by-corinne-bailey-rae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7873861062312192800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7873861062312192800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/12/is-this-love-by-corinne-bailey-rae.html' title='Is This Love by Corinne Bailey Rae'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QKhgsQlnWkw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-8683803510683748113</id><published>2011-08-22T09:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:24:45.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>I'd Like To Call It Beauty</title><content type='html'>The melody, the words... are like nourishment to my soul. So beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Words&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So young for death,&lt;br /&gt;We walk in shoes too big&lt;br /&gt;But you play it like a poet,&lt;br /&gt;Like you always did.&lt;br /&gt;And I lay face upturned on the palm of God,&lt;br /&gt;Pushed on by the fingertips of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;They haunted me,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Consoling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I would like to call, call it beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Strained as love's become, it still amazes me&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to call it beauty, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You slept a sigh like the angels speak,&lt;br /&gt;And we danced into tomorrow on bleeding feet&lt;br /&gt;And I had thought that I would die here&lt;br /&gt;But you pushed me on,&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me on,&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me on  (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to call it beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Strained as love's become, it still amazes me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I would like to call it beauty, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can keep it all locked up in your laden chest&lt;br /&gt;Or you can lay mouth open on the water's edge&lt;br /&gt;But all your angels and your God will stitch and wash you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh I would like to call, call it beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Strained as love's become, it still amazes me&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to call it beauty, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Melody&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4WwXs4xQQY0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-8683803510683748113?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/8683803510683748113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/08/id-like-to-call-it-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8683803510683748113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8683803510683748113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2011/08/id-like-to-call-it-beauty.html' title='I&apos;d Like To Call It Beauty'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4WwXs4xQQY0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-243542019066250545</id><published>2010-12-12T11:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:36:01.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Talk'/><title type='text'>Poem by Chrisette Michele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TQT210bDt5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/V1n7jpA6pG4/s1600/chrisette+michele.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TQT210bDt5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/V1n7jpA6pG4/s320/chrisette+michele.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Freedom Not For Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a beauty that lives so deep inside each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a fickle eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that doesn’t believe anything it sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a benefit in love that erases all doubt and believes good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s an ear that isn’t free enough to give the honest man the benefit of the doubt cluttered by lies not-mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when is creativity subject to criticism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is honesty subject to a jury of fears who wouldn’t believe rain if it fell, or sun if it shined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a flower grows when no ones watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a bird sings and no one hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a meadow no one runs on and a cloud no one names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would the sky be with out the sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the earth be with out its rose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’d still be the sky and the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So perhaps there is a peace in becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the meaning is in the experience and not the sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a flower grows because it suffocates under ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not she is always noticed, beauty must become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t look for an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t listen for a voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just becomes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Freedom Not For Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-Chrisette Michele&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-243542019066250545?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/243542019066250545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/12/poem-by-chrisette-michele.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/243542019066250545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/243542019066250545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/12/poem-by-chrisette-michele.html' title='Poem by Chrisette Michele'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TQT210bDt5I/AAAAAAAAAOE/V1n7jpA6pG4/s72-c/chrisette+michele.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7861179917205633140</id><published>2010-12-12T08:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T08:44:29.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TQT9ATxKO7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-axw-SzKCmQ/s1600/inspiration+point.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TQT9ATxKO7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-axw-SzKCmQ/s320/inspiration+point.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading an article in the New York Times online, link below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/12/us/politics/12biden.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through it and you will find this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Biden brings everything that Rahm Emanuel brings, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the major difference is everyone likes Joe Biden.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and thought about that for a moment. For any one of us that has the desire&amp;nbsp;to be successful we all know we have to put in some hard work and effort. Nothing is given so you work and you achieve. There is something you don't really have to work at unless you are socially challenged like myself ;). And that is, being YOU, having that likeability factor. Which when coupled with hard work can take you further than hard work alone. So plaingirls are you likeable without the effort, or working hard but need some help in the personality department? Which ever it is, let's find some balance and go get 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little sunday morning inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;Kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7861179917205633140?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7861179917205633140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/12/inspire-me-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7861179917205633140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7861179917205633140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/12/inspire-me-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TQT9ATxKO7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-axw-SzKCmQ/s72-c/inspiration+point.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7587106920921559916</id><published>2010-12-10T01:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:31:13.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Talk'/><title type='text'>Compliments, "As Good As It Gets"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLIzjMtkqLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLIzjMtkqLc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the above clip the guy has OCD and he's extremely quirky but he likes her! In previous troubled waters she bartered staying for dinner with a compliment, to which he did an excellent job, got her to say but because of his interminable rude tendencies she soon left. The final scene of the movie brings about this compliment.The first time I heard it I remember going OH MY GOSH, I totally get that :) [huge smile!] If you find that's cheesy you haven't read to the end of this post! That's only the synopsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking about this clip and how it so perfectly encapsulates the essence of what a lot of women want from their partners. To feel that that other person sees you.....not just as super special...but sees you, and recognizes and appreciates all the unique things that make you you! Did you just hurl?! Stop it! C'mon now, I'm serious... when I get dressed up and I know I'm looking good, the only other person that can compliment me and turn me into caramel hot chocolate on the inside is my boo. And I won't lie, I miss it if I don't get it... smh cuz I don't know what it is!!! but a compliment&amp;nbsp;from the person I most desire in the this world&amp;nbsp;is like a mirror reflection of premium verbal affirmation! I don't know about you but, there's something in a compliment from the right him :) "And the fact that I get it makes me feel good...about me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7587106920921559916?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7587106920921559916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/12/compliments-as-good-as-it-gets.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7587106920921559916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7587106920921559916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TOvtCfjbZWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IQmSCQ4rBUo/s320/lancey.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lance is soo cute and yummy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7725571813725450733?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7725571813725450733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/just-cuz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7725571813725450733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7725571813725450733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/just-cuz.html' title='Just Cuz :)'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TOvtCfjbZWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IQmSCQ4rBUo/s72-c/lancey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-8447678360505507683</id><published>2010-11-22T07:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:25:07.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Each Tear</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xvash3C5G9c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xvash3C5G9c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this song, and i just saw this video this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Smile: each tear=lesson!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-8447678360505507683?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3281807674383583410</id><published>2010-11-17T11:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:25:26.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Right Thru Me-Nikki Minaj</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5FJO6b8GL3M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5FJO6b8GL3M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so im not a crazy fan of this video, BUT Willy Monfret..is just deelish! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3281807674383583410?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3281807674383583410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/right-thru-me-nikki-minaj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3281807674383583410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3281807674383583410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/right-thru-me-nikki-minaj.html' title='Right Thru Me-Nikki Minaj'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-9105014469123939732</id><published>2010-11-17T10:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:26:33.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Teenage Dream -Katy Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/98WtmW-lfeE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pa14VNsdSYM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pa14VNsdSYM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4333060471025725710?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4333060471025725710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/only-girl-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4333060471025725710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4333060471025725710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/only-girl-in-world.html' title='Only Girl In the World'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3962651901103494222</id><published>2010-11-14T17:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:27:13.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Can you go downtown with a girl like me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;WHAT'S MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1c232;"&gt; NAME???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh na na ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0CGsw6h60k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0CGsw6h60k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;So feelin this song! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3962651901103494222?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3962651901103494222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/can-you-go-downtown-with-girl-like-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3962651901103494222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3962651901103494222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/can-you-go-downtown-with-girl-like-me.html' title='Can you go downtown with a girl like me?'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1992905679075134450</id><published>2010-11-09T11:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:27:30.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>I'm a Star-Chrisette Michele</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/my_lMpDCrI0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/my_lMpDCrI0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1992905679075134450?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1992905679075134450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/im-star-chrisette-michele.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1992905679075134450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1992905679075134450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/im-star-chrisette-michele.html' title='I&apos;m a Star-Chrisette Michele'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4000617139005783070</id><published>2010-11-05T16:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:56:31.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Obama Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TNRiHVPGrkI/AAAAAAAAANs/4x3C_yC21qs/s1600/obama_sex_blowup_1752953c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TNRiHVPGrkI/AAAAAAAAANs/4x3C_yC21qs/s400/obama_sex_blowup_1752953c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, I had so many emotions when I heard this on the news. Im still baffled as to what is sexy about a blow up doll that&amp;nbsp;looks like&amp;nbsp;the President. Apparently it is the top seller among sex toys in China.I know the man is sexy, but really? I don't need to see him like this. I actually find this immensely degrading and disgusting. What do you guys think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4000617139005783070?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4000617139005783070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/obama-doll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4000617139005783070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4000617139005783070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/obama-doll.html' title='Obama Doll'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TNRiHVPGrkI/AAAAAAAAANs/4x3C_yC21qs/s72-c/obama_sex_blowup_1752953c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1853614106591134157</id><published>2010-11-05T15:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:56:57.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Sex Kittens</title><content type='html'>Confidence is sexy. Remember that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1853614106591134157?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1853614106591134157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/sex-kittens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1853614106591134157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1853614106591134157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/sex-kittens.html' title='Sex Kittens'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-275551217359225809</id><published>2010-11-05T15:42:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:57:15.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Closet Stroker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="98408895, Pascale Douglas /Flickr" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xc/98408895.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=A7B69CF049AC9005CD5701826BBE1149187CF5CE069D367D428F371168947978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many women are uncomfortable with the thought of masturbating during sex. Some find it awkward and a little embarrassing while others don't even think twice about it. It's like second nature to them. It's clear that some women are more uninhibited than others, but what is it that makes a woman keep touching herself locked away from her lover like some deep dark secret. I think this&amp;nbsp;could be because some of us were taught from an early age that solo action is WRONG and dirty. And many of us unfortunately&amp;nbsp;were never able to dispel that myth. Maybe the woman who shuts all the windows, closes all the blinds and mutes the redtube video, the same one who dear not reach for her clitoris during sex, still thinks of herself as that naughty, dirty little girl who is performing an indecent act. Maybe she is repressed.&amp;nbsp;Maybe she's waiting, hoping for that one act that would uninhibit her, unrepress her; maybe that act is a reckless, fearless lover bravely and&amp;nbsp;mischievously&amp;nbsp; reaching for her clitoris himself.&amp;nbsp;Or maybe she enjoys the secrecy. Maybe that's what gets her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe she's shy. No doubt, there is always awkwardness during sex especially with someone new. And it's no surprise that we begin to worry and over analyze:"If I do it, does it make me a freak in his eyes? What exactly will he think of me?" &amp;nbsp;I've had several women tell me that the best way to get over the awkwardness is to JUST DO IT. Plus,&amp;nbsp;most men love a freaky woman.&amp;nbsp;Why lay in bed and not experience all the pleasure you can with your man? Whats the point of that really?&amp;nbsp;Believe it or not though, some people I've talked to have actually reported instances when their men felt threatened by their solo action. A man who&amp;nbsp;wants to be solely responsible for his woman's pleasure rejecting any direction about pleasing his woman, and falsely believing that if his woman has any input, then he is failing as a lover. What to do about this kind of lover? Gently explain to him that pleasure can be a collaborative effort. I'd tell you two things you could do; picture this:&amp;nbsp;things are hot and heavy, he's stroking you, rubbing you, but just not doing it the right way. You can gently guide him to that pleasure spot and let him know it feels good with a soft sultry moan, "Right there baby." Or, if you're brave enough, take over the reins with a sly grin on your face; chances are that once he sees how erotic a woman taking herself to ecstasy is,&amp;nbsp;he'll want to join in. More for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xr/200551308-001.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=3&amp;amp;d=F5B5107058D53DF5EB020D4C81542D6CEB5F0DE335B3F35A2D0CAEBF074081BE1026CDF394FDAE32" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://cache1.asset-cache.net/xr/200551308-001.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=3&amp;amp;d=F5B5107058D53DF5EB020D4C81542D6CEB5F0DE335B3F35A2D0CAEBF074081BE1026CDF394FDAE32" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you would never dear to rub yourself during sex and would like to give it a try,&amp;nbsp;I have but one tip: engage your man. Have him kiss you or touch you in different areas of your body. This way when you achieve your bliss, he would have helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyone out there have any tips, or stories? Feel free to comment and share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-275551217359225809?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/275551217359225809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/i-wont-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/275551217359225809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/275551217359225809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/i-wont-tell.html' title='Closet Stroker'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-5585164288773191695</id><published>2010-11-05T14:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:27:46.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Willow Smith on Ellen..cutest thing ever.</title><content type='html'>Willow sat down with Ellen for a few. All i&amp;nbsp;can say is wow, Will and Jada are awesome parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWS8Q7HbCVQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWS8Q7HbCVQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-5585164288773191695?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/5585164288773191695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/willow-smith-on-ellencutest-thing-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/5585164288773191695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/5585164288773191695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/willow-smith-on-ellencutest-thing-ever.html' title='Willow Smith on Ellen..cutest thing ever.'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-2251584239016994719</id><published>2010-11-05T13:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:28:09.575-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>All you want is me? Well too late buddy! :)))</title><content type='html'>Check out this&amp;nbsp;video of Miguel ft J.Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7PVhQPaFNY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7PVhQPaFNY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="540" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-2251584239016994719?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/2251584239016994719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/all-you-want-is-me-well-too-late-buddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2251584239016994719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2251584239016994719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/11/all-you-want-is-me-well-too-late-buddy.html' title='All you want is me? Well too late buddy! :)))'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1244587917001671321</id><published>2010-10-28T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:09:31.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Girls Talk</title><content type='html'>Plain Girls has been away for a while. But we are back and thinking about fresh new ideas...stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1244587917001671321?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1244587917001671321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/10/is-anybody-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1244587917001671321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1244587917001671321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/10/is-anybody-there.html' title='Plain Girls Talk'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4218496797071786424</id><published>2010-09-16T03:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:07:12.006-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><title type='text'>An Ode to the Seasons... &amp; Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The streets are alive with the purr of fashion, have you heard?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhMuNyqyI/AAAAAAAAANA/q_noQSzrzOc/s1600/Vintage+Dior+shirt,+Alice+and+Olivia+shorts,+Elizabeth+%26+James+shoes,+Bebe+necklace+and+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517438627186125602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhMuNyqyI/AAAAAAAAANA/q_noQSzrzOc/s320/Vintage+Dior+shirt,+Alice+and+Olivia+shorts,+Elizabeth+%26+James+shoes,+Bebe+necklace+and+bag.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vintage Dior shirt, Alice and Olivia shorts, Elizabeth &amp;amp; James shoes, Bebe necklace and bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhMLMYScI/AAAAAAAAAM4/dvAGLVGijbA/s1600/MM+Unplugged+dress,+Monsereat+de+Lucca+bag,+Jil+Sander+sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517438617784961474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhMLMYScI/AAAAAAAAAM4/dvAGLVGijbA/s320/MM+Unplugged+dress,+Monsereat+de+Lucca+bag,+Jil+Sander+sunglasses.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MM Unplugged dress, Monsereat de Lucca bag, Jull Sander sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhLs3lvaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/909n77b9uBM/s1600/Kelly+Stuart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517438609644699042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhLs3lvaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/909n77b9uBM/s320/Kelly+Stuart.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly Stuart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhLAkQLpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kQgOnY9_PmQ/s1600/Jonathan+Alpeyrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517438597752434322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhLAkQLpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kQgOnY9_PmQ/s320/Jonathan+Alpeyrie.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan Alpeyrie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The prints are  also alive along with some other &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif, Campain, Corbel; font-size: 14px;"&gt;très&lt;/span&gt; cool looks around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHcfjglHVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dKHlPBIUtEQ/s1600/joy+rich+dress,+levi%27s+vest,+aldo+shoes,+ray+ban+sunglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517433453171514706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHcfjglHVI/AAAAAAAAAMg/dKHlPBIUtEQ/s320/joy+rich+dress,+levi%27s+vest,+aldo+shoes,+ray+ban+sunglasses.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joy Rich dress, Levi's vest, Aldo shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And  who said some stripes are in order ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHcfNv72qI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PNuSDh7TRWo/s1600/madewell+t-shirt,+levi%27s+shorts,+antik+batik+sandals,+alexander+wang+sunglasses,+rebecca+minkoff+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517433447330339490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHcfNv72qI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PNuSDh7TRWo/s320/madewell+t-shirt,+levi%27s+shorts,+antik+batik+sandals,+alexander+wang+sunglasses,+rebecca+minkoff+bag.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madwell t-shirt, Levi's shorts, Antik Batik sandals, Alexander Wang sunglasses, Rebecca Minkoff bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHce3Z3xbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PmQGzTb27Ac/s1600/vanessajackman3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517433441332217266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHce3Z3xbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PmQGzTb27Ac/s320/vanessajackman3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did you say zebra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't accurately express just how much I love the way she put this together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHOoyazCTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UXhoMM7UkNY/s1600/forever+21+mini+skirt,+top+from+the+reformation,+ms+sixty+shoes,+banana+republic+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517418218629826866" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHOoyazCTI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UXhoMM7UkNY/s320/forever+21+mini+skirt,+top+from+the+reformation,+ms+sixty+shoes,+banana+republic+bag.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forever 21 mini skirt, top from the reformation, ms sixty shoes, banana republic bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHOoUn2eLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_LK-pqvhIms/s1600/dress-nastygal.com,+forever+21+sweater,+christian+louboutin+shoes,+louis+vuitton+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517418210631514290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHOoUn2eLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_LK-pqvhIms/s320/dress-nastygal.com,+forever+21+sweater,+christian+louboutin+shoes,+louis+vuitton+bag.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress-nastygal.com, forever 21 sweater, Christian Louboutin shoes, Louis Vuitton bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because having a regular day should not mean looking regular ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517418202857670706" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHOn3qbCDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KRkX5yKCItE/s320/Boyfriend+jeans.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boyfriend jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHOn3qbCDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KRkX5yKCItE/s1600/Boyfriend+jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHNv92qFZI/AAAAAAAAALw/s4OtpOdbDcI/s1600/calypso+top,+j+brand+jeans,+alexander+wang+shoes,+le-sands+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517417242446927250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHNv92qFZI/AAAAAAAAALw/s4OtpOdbDcI/s320/calypso+top,+j+brand+jeans,+alexander+wang+shoes,+le-sands+bag.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calypso top, J Brand jeans, Alexander Wang shoes, le-sands bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4218496797071786424?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4218496797071786424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/09/ode-to-seasons-fashion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4218496797071786424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4218496797071786424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/09/ode-to-seasons-fashion.html' title='An Ode to the Seasons... &amp; Fashion'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TJHhMuNyqyI/AAAAAAAAANA/q_noQSzrzOc/s72-c/Vintage+Dior+shirt,+Alice+and+Olivia+shorts,+Elizabeth+%26+James+shoes,+Bebe+necklace+and+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-5524921547211276907</id><published>2010-07-29T22:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:28:28.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Are you that Zodiac Freak he been looking for?</title><content type='html'>Throw Back Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZpR_5D5ZV9s" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that you're either into the whole signs thing or you're not, but either way, I love this song, don't you?...soooo sexxy ;) And he makes me say owwww owwwwoww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-5524921547211276907?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/5524921547211276907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/are-you-that-zodiac-freak-he-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/5524921547211276907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/5524921547211276907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/are-you-that-zodiac-freak-he-been.html' title='Are you that Zodiac Freak he been looking for?'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZpR_5D5ZV9s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-8050334967426669668</id><published>2010-07-20T04:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:17:14.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Forbidden Fruit Syndrome</title><content type='html'>So I definitely have what I'm calling 'Forbidden Fruit Syndrome' :( I am  horny as hell, I can't have sex for a while... smh in despair! And I don't know if I can make it. In the early stages of my syndrome I would watch tv, see a love scene and just spazz out big time. My mind would take me into the scene and leave me there imagining the effects of that kiss or touch or lick... I mean seriously?!..... It gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after sharing my captivation by horniness with my partner we embarked on some oral relief for both of us. Well what happens next is not pretty ladies..... just imagine inching towards your orgasm and suddenly being punched in the stomach and maybe even stabbed with a knife. That's what my contracting muscles felt like as they brought me to a screeching halt. Can you imagine?! I wanted to weep, but I didn't I settled for pleasuring the other person in the room. It's true what they say, giving head does make you feel sexy and empowered. I gave head like I would have wanted my pussy eaten. It was by far the most sexual experience I've had yet giving head. I was totally turned on and although I couldn't cum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496542305492006194" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEekGtvB9TI/AAAAAAAAALA/6NsF82Ajens/s320/forbidden.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;myself, I felt some measure of relief to make him cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The forbidden fruit syndrome is crazy people! It's literally a case of wanting what you can't have, just like some women want married men, children want candy, eve wants the apple....well me, I want to have sex already! I can't stop thinking about the stroke of the penis or his tongue massaging my clit, I mean these are things I have come to know and love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night I was determined not to let the stomach punch/knife stab stop me from getting what I wanted. I leaned over and whispered in his ear, 'baby, I want you to use your lips to appease my body. I want to be kissed slowly from my lips to my breasts down my torso and then, I want you to caress my thighs and then slowly kiss between my legs and fuck my pussy...with a long lasting tongue massage that will answer my body's calls for you' The growth I saw in his pants made it clear that he was only too willing to oblige. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that he did, he kissed me with that command I like and sucked my breasts so tenderly that by the time he was onto my torso I was already so wet and lost in my body's upheavals that the contact of his tongue between my thighs saw my hips lose complete control. I was lost in bliss, and then... POW! right in the gut. I ignored it, what I was feeling and where it was taking me was too good to take my eyes off the prize I just let myself get lost in the heightened senses as my waist rocked without rhythm...... and then.... VICTORY AT LAST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still going through the forbidden fruit syndrome but I'm just as happy to be appeased with other things, who wouldn't be?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-8050334967426669668?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/8050334967426669668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/forbidden-fruit-syndrome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8050334967426669668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8050334967426669668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/forbidden-fruit-syndrome.html' title='Forbidden Fruit Syndrome'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEekGtvB9TI/AAAAAAAAALA/6NsF82Ajens/s72-c/forbidden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1189614327137911802</id><published>2010-07-18T21:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:38:44.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy Talk'/><title type='text'>Sorry I couldn't help it, just one more cup of hot chocolate!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Blair Underwood, need I say more?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEOk1MRuJOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HBjdXvhnD4M/s1600/blairunderwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495417204057711842" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEOk1MRuJOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HBjdXvhnD4M/s400/blairunderwood.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 375px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1189614327137911802?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1189614327137911802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/sorry-i-couldnt-help-it-just-one-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1189614327137911802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1189614327137911802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/sorry-i-couldnt-help-it-just-one-more.html' title='Sorry I couldn&apos;t help it, just one more cup of hot chocolate!!!!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEOk1MRuJOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HBjdXvhnD4M/s72-c/blairunderwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-2106748335268436867</id><published>2010-07-16T15:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:39:17.553-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy Talk'/><title type='text'>Just one more drop:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDMgbt8PmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u3mXMj4PqvE/s1600/Edris+Elba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494616402960334434" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDMgbt8PmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u3mXMj4PqvE/s400/Edris+Elba.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I drooled over Mehcad Brooks, posted his pics and was about to go away and decided to browse around again and whatdoyaknow caught a pic of Idris Elba. Who apparently is covering Essense Magazine this month. Yum, yum again. Cant say I like the cover myself though. But he's fine. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His picture on  the blog where I saw the essence mag cover was followed by a comment which read :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Omg I bet he smells like Oak and Rainfalls". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is'nt that the truth!! :) * eyes rolling in the back of my head*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idris, u can come home, take your shoes off and unwind. ANYTIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-2106748335268436867?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/2106748335268436867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/just-one-more-drop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2106748335268436867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2106748335268436867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/just-one-more-drop.html' title='Just one more drop:'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDMgbt8PmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/u3mXMj4PqvE/s72-c/Edris+Elba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-6899029773191820121</id><published>2010-07-16T14:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:39:39.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy Talk'/><title type='text'>One word: Yum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDNwrOVJoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L8bNzgb3ck8/s1600/mehcad-brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494617781512251010" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDNwrOVJoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L8bNzgb3ck8/s400/mehcad-brooks.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 295px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDN7PB6W4I/AAAAAAAAAKo/wyeeouCP4gQ/s1600/Mehcad+Brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494617962922531714" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDN7PB6W4I/AAAAAAAAAKo/wyeeouCP4gQ/s400/Mehcad+Brooks.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^^ Im such a naughty girl, can't keep my eyes off his junk.......&lt;br /&gt;And he looks good with clothes on too.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope his sexiness doesn't go away as soon as he opens his mouth, it would be a huge disappointment..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-6899029773191820121?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/6899029773191820121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/one-word-yum.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6899029773191820121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6899029773191820121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/one-word-yum.html' title='One word: Yum.'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/TEDNwrOVJoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L8bNzgb3ck8/s72-c/mehcad-brooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-2156064282426045169</id><published>2010-07-14T20:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:31:54.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><title type='text'>Where have you been?...Soul mate</title><content type='html'>Hey pg's it's been a while I know. Two words, HECTIC + TIMES. The good news is it's over now and the blog can live again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was watching an episode from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sex in the City and the girls were chatting about the infamous term "soul mate". Each of the girls had their own personal take on the term, one expressed deeply romantic sentiments about the term as she believed it existed while another felt there were multiple soul mates that a person could have and refrained from the belief that soul mates were confined to a binary assortment of souls in the world. Finally the last of the girls felt that she wasn't even sure if soul mates even exist? or what the term really is? which reminded me of where I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt; was on this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episode had the most pleasing close to it, one that truly touched home for me. I think the girls got it right, a soul mate shouldn't be restricted to just being about a partner. Like them I think I have found soul mates in my girlfriends. I mean really think about that for a second. Your closest friend(s) some of whom know you since you've been a child have come to know you like the back of their hand. They know you even more than your life partner in many ways AND while you hope and believe that things will work out between the HIM in your life, you never &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; that your closest friend(s) will be there for the rest of your life because they're tried and true, and fights, awful terrible ones on numerous occasions throughout your lifetime together have left you inseparable and still completely bound to each other. I mean, what's more soul mate than that!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, to my two soulmates you know who you are, love yous twos ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit the clip, it picks up at the end of the day on Carrie's birthday..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQ-PzM4WnAI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQ-PzM4WnAI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-2156064282426045169?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/2156064282426045169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/where-have-you-beensoul-mate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2156064282426045169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2156064282426045169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/07/where-have-you-beensoul-mate.html' title='Where have you been?...Soul mate'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7676634787281166238</id><published>2010-03-26T07:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:28:49.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Put your hands in his pants....you lil freak!</title><content type='html'>OWWW, Usher's asking me to be a lil freak! Ok, one lil freak nasty coming right up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7beaeoLBk00" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I lose myself in myself when I turn into a lil freak, I JUST LOVE IT! shit's addictive man, what can I say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7676634787281166238?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7676634787281166238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/03/put-your-hands-in-his-pantsyou-lil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7676634787281166238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7676634787281166238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/03/put-your-hands-in-his-pantsyou-lil.html' title='Put your hands in his pants....you lil freak!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7beaeoLBk00/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7099675896375305220</id><published>2010-03-08T06:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:32:40.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Spill the beans!</title><content type='html'>We haven't done this in a while, time to spill ladies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what have you been fantasizing about but are yet to try and what's stopping you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7099675896375305220?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7099675896375305220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/03/spill-beans.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7099675896375305220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7099675896375305220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/03/spill-beans.html' title='Spill the beans!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-8993674821325637887</id><published>2010-03-02T22:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:29:06.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Do your neighbors know his name? ;) Or better yet, do they know yours?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SEXY VIDEO OF THE WEEK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E98IYokujSY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E98IYokujSY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's done it again, he went and invented it and now we have more visual aids about the effects!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A def tribute to the loud sexers out there ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-8993674821325637887?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/8993674821325637887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/03/sexy-video-of-week.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8993674821325637887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8993674821325637887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/03/sexy-video-of-week.html' title='Do your neighbors know his name? ;) Or better yet, do they know yours?'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4757107125735637549</id><published>2010-02-23T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:33:03.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><title type='text'>It's not how often you fight but HOW you fight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4fKxr2qaFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1Qa7VGvatRc/s1600-h/argue1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442541629634930770" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4fKxr2qaFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1Qa7VGvatRc/s200/argue1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 160px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's talk is on keeping the fights clean in your relationships. I know many of us think that fighting is a bad sign but let's face the truth, fighting is part and parcel with destiny, you do it with your best-friends and family members, so why would it be any different with your partner. According to the experts in Cosmo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Conflict is inevitable, but nasty behavior, like finger-pointing and name-calling, it shows contempt for each other, and that's sulfuric acid for love" -John Gottman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John threw out some useful defusing methods for us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try saying, "I can understand why you'd be mad&lt;i&gt;." &lt;/i&gt;And when things get out of control be quick to restore peace, THAT MEANS, be quick to apologize, then laugh or touch him to cut the tension, says Gottman. These actions tell the other person that, no matter what you disagree about you're still on the same team!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to Cosmo, "if you confront problems head-on and in a way that conveys respect, you can actually get closer during a fight." Sounds crazy but it's probably true! I know what it's like, you've lost all semblance of cool, and you're fire hot cuz dude just cancelled or dude just behaved so damn inconsiderate by leaving the table while you were still eating to watch tv, or dude just has no patience whatsoever with how you feel about something.... yes, dude! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gottman says, "Research shows that the most successful couples use something called the soft start-up when they argue." Picture the scenario, he's 'suddenly bailed on meeting you and your friends for dinner one night. Instead of blurting out "You're a total douche bag for not showing up!" go with "Hey, what happened? I was upset that you cancelled like that" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So! Beware of salty, peppery words used while fighting, it's bad for your relationships' health, use words that nourish and preserve your relationship even through your volatile interaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just love Cosmo! It's so helpful, if you want to read the article yourself, check out Cosmo's March 2010 issue's &lt;i&gt;Habits of Crazy-in-Love Couples. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4757107125735637549?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4757107125735637549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/its-not-how-often-you-fight-but-how-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4757107125735637549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4757107125735637549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/its-not-how-often-you-fight-but-how-you.html' title='It&apos;s not how often you fight but HOW you fight!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4fKxr2qaFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1Qa7VGvatRc/s72-c/argue1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1833234438131684387</id><published>2010-02-23T02:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T00:13:51.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><title type='text'>Shoes must be heaven sent! all the ladies say, hell yea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4RmlOtEDsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wy6D3Ofjzj8/s320/080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4RmlOtEDsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wy6D3Ofjzj8/s1600-h/080.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4RmlOtEDsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wy6D3Ofjzj8/s1600-h/080.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fresh off fall fashion week in NYC ladies! Although these aren't relevant for us in the western hemisphere, all the divas in the east and southeast regions of the world are looking forward to rocking these fly-ass fall/winter boots. So as an ode to the season, I was just on Olga Moore's site enjoying her &lt;i&gt;117 Hottest Designer &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boots for Winter 2009-2010 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; I wanted to share these. How I felt BEFORE seeing the shoes does not compare to how I feel now! This just must symbolize the fact that shoes are the sure way to a woman's heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4Rnm5cXepI/AAAAAAAAAIA/aeLxOnlSnTg/s320/017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4RoE6EqlkI/AAAAAAAAAII/bdhwTtAw3Ew/s320/092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;No wonder we always crowd shoe stores and pay way too much for the feet beautifiers or feet killers (yes killers, c'mon! we've all hit the crossroad where beauty meets pain... you're not alone wearing those shoes that turn you into a zombie becuz your feet are throbbing and you can't think... but you juuuuust caaaaaaaaan't help it cuz they look soooooooo sooooooooo damn fabulous with your outfit! am i right or am i right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4RowwjEemI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AIBPz_ejpuw/s320/044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I thought I'd share my top picks and while I may not last a night in these I thought, while not practical they're def interesting beauts that I should share with you hope you enjoyed!  Have a nice day ladies ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4Rp4MXt_pI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hAY442SmL7s/s320/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4Rp8EYYPQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/qKLIdQZlxVI/s320/111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoes by:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicolas Kirkwood, Brian Atwood, Proenza Schouler, Donna Karan, Alexander McQueen &amp;amp; Versace. (from top to bottom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. don't forget to peep the kiss n' tell post down below &amp;amp; feel free to check out her &lt;a href="http://allwomenstalk.com/117-hottest-desinger-boots-for-winter-2009-2010/"&gt;full list!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1833234438131684387?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1833234438131684387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/shoes-must-be-heaven-sent-all-ladies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1833234438131684387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1833234438131684387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/shoes-must-be-heaven-sent-all-ladies.html' title='Shoes must be heaven sent! all the ladies say, hell yea!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4RmlOtEDsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wy6D3Ofjzj8/s72-c/080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-6597260721623599910</id><published>2010-02-22T02:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:57:46.456-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Smh...what would you do if your ex was a kiss and tell....and then some!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4JCzZqDwdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SXzXMZxzCJo/s1600-h/Downloads1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440984750645035474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4JCzZqDwdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SXzXMZxzCJo/s320/Downloads1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this would be the expression used to describe the infamous John Mayer! Who would have known? Not me! I read his interview with &lt;a href="http://www.playboy.com/articles/john-mayer-playboy-interview/index.html?page=2"&gt;Playboy Magazine&lt;/a&gt; recently, and I have to admit I felt flabagasted! I felt like I was reading the words of someone that must have been high (and I don't mean on life!) whatever I was thinking while reading can be summed up to me coming to terms with the stark difference in reality and the picture I had somehow formulated of the type of person I thought he was! (without ever meeting him...) BTW pple I strongly urge you if you hadn't already to completely separate your musical likes and dislikes with the people or person delivering the music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From using the n-word, to fully launching operation kiss n tell to likening his dick to a white supremacist John Mayer equals not what I think/thought! Apparently he has had a reputation for being a douche (something again that I never knew) but I don't think I'd have crucified him for that. Anyway, as I stated before after reading the full interview, the question came to mind, how would I feel if I had an ex who told all to Tom, Dick, Harry AND Wilemena. I mean talk about invasion of privacy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now it seems to me that John is  giving Jessica three thumbs up which I guess can be taken as a  compliment but WHAT IF he was giving her bad reviews in public, would  that make his comments less appropriate?! Do you think the type of  review given determines how the ex feels? Anyhew ladies, give me your  take!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some of what John was saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAYBOY:&lt;/strong&gt; You were addicted to Jessica Simpson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYER:&lt;/strong&gt; Sexually it was crazy. That’s all I’ll say. It was like napalm, sexual napalm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAYBOY:&lt;/strong&gt; But before you dated her you thought of yourself as the kind of guy who would never date Jessica Simpson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYER:&lt;/strong&gt; That’s correct. There are people in the world who have the power to change our values. Have you ever been with a girl who made you want to quit the rest of your life? Did youever say, “I want to quit my life and just fuckin’ snort you? If you charged me $10,000 to fuck you, I would start selling all my shit just to keep fucking you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLAYBOY:&lt;/strong&gt; So at this point—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYER:&lt;/strong&gt; Pardon me for interrupting. I love Jen so much that I’m now thinking about how bad I would feel if she read this and was like, “Why are you putting me in an article where you’re talking about someone else? I don’t want to be in your lineage of kiss-and-tells.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now it seems to me that John is   giving Jessica three thumbs up which I guess can be taken as a   compliment but WHAT IF he was giving her bad reviews in public, would   that make his comments less appropriate?! Do you think the type of   review given determines how the ex feels? Anyhew ladies, give me your   take!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-6597260721623599910?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/6597260721623599910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/smhwhat-would-you-do-if-your-ex-was.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6597260721623599910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6597260721623599910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/smhwhat-would-you-do-if-your-ex-was.html' title='Smh...what would you do if your ex was a kiss and tell....and then some!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S4JCzZqDwdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SXzXMZxzCJo/s72-c/Downloads1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-2158049449195009590</id><published>2010-02-16T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:29:22.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>'We Are The World" 25 Years Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking: what does this have to do with sex, love or fashion? Except the fact that its littered with celebrities, well...nothing. But it's worth posting because it's beautiful. And if you're at that stage in your, cycle it might make you cry. I almost did. Plus, I love seeing Lil Wayne, Kanye West and Barbara Streisand in the same room together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think what was emotional about it 25 years ago and what still is is what it symbolizes: togetherness, unity, the idea that we CAN all come together harmoniously for the greater good. Oh I just love that!!! Makes my heart do backflips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also cool to get a contemporary look at what Michael Jackson, Lionel Richie and Quincy Jones envisioned so many years ago and to have both versions freely viewable on Youtube! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course don't forget to make those donations to help the people of Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-2158049449195009590?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/2158049449195009590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/i-know-what-youre-thinking-what-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2158049449195009590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2158049449195009590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/i-know-what-youre-thinking-what-does.html' title='&apos;We Are The World&quot; 25 Years Later'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3531603098956530311</id><published>2010-02-13T23:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:33:37.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetic Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3h09vjHjhI/AAAAAAAAADo/51ZHOkbmPOY/s1600-h/adfunture-valentines-day-yoka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438225154134478354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3h09vjHjhI/AAAAAAAAADo/51ZHOkbmPOY/s200/adfunture-valentines-day-yoka.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 148px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's that time again! Well how about some V-day laughter then, I mean I get the feeling it's taken a bit too seriously sometimes, Ashton Kutcher is right on the money if you ask me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate Valentine's Day, I think every Day should be a Day of romance. Then, on Valentine's Day , you should get to tell whoever you hate that you cannot stand them. There would be one Day of hating, and 364 Days of love."- Ashton Kutcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to make it really special on Valentine's day, so I tied my boyfriend up. And for three solid hours I watched whatever I wanted on TV."- Tracy Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day. When I think about romance, the last thing on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love is blind why is Valentine's Day so popular!- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked."- Erich Segal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like an hourglass, with the heart filling up as the brain empties."-Jules Renard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't forget it's live, love, LAUGH on Valentine's Day! And everyone has a Valentine, because we all have people we love and love us back! V-day is NOT RESERVED for couples, but it is reserved for LOVE and that we've got in abundance, so have an Apple Martini for the plaingirls today. Much love! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3531603098956530311?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3531603098956530311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3531603098956530311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3531603098956530311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3h09vjHjhI/AAAAAAAAADo/51ZHOkbmPOY/s72-c/adfunture-valentines-day-yoka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-2909862220203831217</id><published>2010-02-11T15:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:29:40.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Sexy Video of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e82VE8UtW8A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody say "Fuckin Fly"! How 'bout "Super Sexy"! Try "Undeniably Hot"! I can't say how excited I am about Rihanna's new video for her 3rd single "Rude Boy" off that &lt;i&gt;Rated R&lt;/i&gt; album. After watching that video here's a Declaration with a capital 'D': "Rihanna is a certified bad-bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so pleased to see that she is invoking her island roots with her attitude and movement. I almost forgot for a minute why I supported Rihanna in the first place, but this video is a reminder - she's an island girl. From her oily whining to her playful undertone; she is a real well-travelled, high-fashion, island girl. The video was directed by Melina Matsoukas who is also the one calling the shots for Alicia Keys' and Beyonce's new video in Brazil. She was responsible for Beyonce's "Diva," Ciara's "Work" and Robin Thicke's recent "Sex Therapy." And these are just a crack in her repertoire. She is of Cuban-Jamaican-Greek-Jewish descent, and her multi-cultural background is certainly evident in her work. This video is so retro Caribbean; reminiscent of the Jamaican dancehall queen in the session of her life. It's a collage of so many of the images that identify Caribbean culture from the ice, gold and green color scheme to the various shots of the Lion of Judah. Not to mention that gold studded body-suit and those killa' batti riders Rihanna is rockin'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The track itself is super groovy summoning the Jamaican Dub/Reggae of the late 80's and 90's. Dubs that I have whined my waist and bogled my body to as a youngsta from artists like Patra, Lady Saw, Cutty Ranks, Supa Cat and of course Shabba Ranks. I can still here &lt;i&gt;"Uno get mi hot, Uno get mi hot, Uno get mi wicked wicked...." &lt;/i&gt;in my head like it was last night. The song is well-produced by Stargate and equally well-written by Ester Dean. The Bajan starlet's vocals are clean and on point. Altogether, visually and audibly...i can dig it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, anybody who bogles in her video has got my vote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I remember when I watch this video. In many ways Rihanna is kinda like a new age Patra: she's successfully crossed over into the hip-hip culture like Patra did in 1994 when no other female dance-hall atists did keeping the company of and working with the likes of Tupac Shakur. Rihanna...Jay Z. They're are both super confident in their sexualities and fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJF-f8KKDs4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJF-f8KKDs4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-2909862220203831217?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/2909862220203831217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/sexy-video-of-week.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2909862220203831217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2909862220203831217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/sexy-video-of-week.html' title='Sexy Video of the Week'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4657897013474073640</id><published>2010-02-10T04:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:58:08.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Culprit or Victim - sex with pple in the room?!?!</title><content type='html'>Culprit or victim? That is the question! I figured since we're on the topic of you in the backdrop and other people having sex I'd bring this one up for a quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience, I was knocked out, sleeping, I'm not a light sleeper but I get up if there's enough activity around me. Well, the activity in the room woke me up alright, it woke me into a direct, and I mean DIRECT, state of shock! To nonchalantly address the awkward situation at the time, I changed positions from my back to my side hoping that this would create a signficant enough amount of doubt that I was possibly NOT sound asleep. It worked for literally 3 mins before I heard that terrible sound of pple slapping skins again. At which point having been scarred enough by my initial awakening, I just got up and slept in the living room. (which by the way is something I would have volunteered to do if only I was asked to in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I just can't help but wonder if I just may not be the only one in the world who has been a victim of this uncoth behaviour. Yes, that's right, I don't support this, as a matter of fact I might be a tad bit bitter about it in some ways. WTH is up with that, c'mon man, it's not cool, seriously! I mean which two pple do that! How horny can you be? (it's a rhetorical question and the ans. is/should be not THAT horny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm not exactly leaving room for a neutral expression of my own on the topic today, but I simply cannot condone two grown folks (yes, folks lol) having full out, "shhh, wait let me put on the fan before we wake her" -sex in the damn room while I'm asleep... well more like trying to sleep cuz you jack-malantins just woke me up with ur foolishness! I see red just recalling the experience. So stepping away from the replay of the memory what are we left with? (besides unchecked rage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions really! Just like other females on my side of the fence you are generally left with questions that sound like this: What in the world kinda shit is that? Why would they do that when I'm in the room? Isn't that over the top? Did I miss a code between friends? Was I expected to pretend to be asleep so they could finish? How am I expected to feel after that? I know on Real World and these reality shows where numerous pple share quarters you see pple having sex with others present, but is that normal, am I overreacting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Exactly, it's crazy I know, but shit seems disturbing damnit! So tell me plain girls, let's talk, who's having sex with pple in the room?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4657897013474073640?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4657897013474073640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/culprit-or-victim-sex-with-pple-in-room.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4657897013474073640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4657897013474073640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/culprit-or-victim-sex-with-pple-in-room.html' title='Culprit or Victim - sex with pple in the room?!?!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-8813695619356077655</id><published>2010-02-02T23:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:19:12.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Loud sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S2kKeJ-xt-I/AAAAAAAAADY/pCCR4aE-Sz0/s1600-h/neighbor_sex_out_of_control_pm-thumb-341x270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433885938590791650" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S2kKeJ-xt-I/AAAAAAAAADY/pCCR4aE-Sz0/s200/neighbor_sex_out_of_control_pm-thumb-341x270.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 158px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Are you someone that gets loud when you have sex? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the moment, I live in an apt blg and I have the LOUDEST sex having neighbors I have ever had in my life! Ever. Which brings me to the topic at hand. Now I am admittedly not qualified to speak for those of us having loud boisterous sex because while I do moan and groan, and even have the occasional over the top uncontrollable outburst (eg. being slapped b/n the knees w a head induced orgasm), I wouldn't identify myself as a loud person in the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my doc's office the other day, I was having a PAP test, it was my first time, and I guess being unfamiliar with foreign things in that area (well it depends on how u look at it!) I yelped a couple times (yes, I used the word yelped, I know, probably cud do better!) Geez, it was just a couple times, and as it happens when I get nervous I laugh out loud at everything and anything. At the end, my doc asked me quite frankly, "do you make noise like that when you have sex?" (o/O)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I told her what you already know from reading this post, and I filled her in on my neighbors, to which she responded "YUCK! that's just yuck, that's not necessary!" Now I'm not trying to be mean with my post or exclude anyone reading, because the reality is, I hear this woman upstairs groan or moan or whatever it is that she's doing, at the most inopportune times of night and day, so it quite clearly seems to be necessary FOR HER. I am, however,  ambivalent about whether she is faking for the man, or in pain or really and truly just can't help it! I mean, to each his own! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the same vein though, I have to admit I feel very uncomfortable having to be in my bedroom involuntarily listening to this woman. In the beginning, when it first happened I thought to myself, well something must be appealing to her man about this so I asked my boo if that was a turn on, and he honestly said "yea, but I wouldn't like it if you did it when we were having sex, it would probably freak me out!" Then it hit me like a ton of bricks...... her man is probably turned on by this, and in later weeks after even hearing him join in the damn grunting session I realized well, someway, somehow, this seems to work for them! (SHOCK AND AWE!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, I've decided that it might be inappropriate and well, a BIG bit much, to knock on the door and converse with these two to find out, why out of the entire blg they are the only ones having sex for everyone to hear?! So, I decided to raise the question here, is noise really a necessary part of sex for some pple or is it a sign of faking?.... I mean... what's going on there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-8813695619356077655?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/8813695619356077655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/loud-sex.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8813695619356077655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/8813695619356077655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/02/loud-sex.html' title='Loud sex'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S2kKeJ-xt-I/AAAAAAAAADY/pCCR4aE-Sz0/s72-c/neighbor_sex_out_of_control_pm-thumb-341x270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-6674326656770169972</id><published>2010-01-31T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:29:56.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Vid of the week!</title><content type='html'>because this site is about what's hot and what u might like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItxGj-NAqLs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItxGj-NAqLs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-6674326656770169972?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/6674326656770169972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/01/vid-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6674326656770169972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6674326656770169972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/01/vid-of-week.html' title='Vid of the week!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-6916042169338081071</id><published>2010-01-24T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:19:58.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Fellas</title><content type='html'>Bossip article:&lt;br /&gt;Okay fellas, so we’ve written a few pieces for the ladies and suggested ways to turn the heat up in the bedroom, but guess what! You can do it too! Women have fantasies that are just as wild and, in some cases, nastier than a lot of men could imagine! So why not explore the possibilities of making them real? Sometimes it’s as simple as a man stepping out of his comfort zone and trying something a little different that goes against his everyday demeanor. Other times it’s a simple as reminding your lady just how much of a man you are … caveman style! So don’t be shy guys, pay attention to your lady because she’s probably hinted around or revealed some of her desires. For example, the muscly UPS man that she side-eyed as he effortlessly tossed massive boxes on his shoulder followed by an almost inaudible “mm hmm” under her breath. Keep your eyes and ears open at all times and unleash a new realm of excitement in the bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Obvious - the next time you’re with your lady in a public setting like a party or social function, don’t hold back the seductive looks. No matter who’s around and who’s watching, keep your eyes on her and her every move. It should read: you’re gonna get it when we get home. When you’re close to her, be sure to give her buns a smooth graze to heighten the anticipation. She’ll relish in the bold and undivided attention you’re giving coupled with excitement by the thoughts of being devoured by you! Remember, body language speaks louder than words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play the Role - let’s go back to the UPS man referenced above. There’s something about a man in uniform that is a turn-on for so many women. If you’re the guy that wears a suit and tie everyday, this would be welcomed change, if even just for one night. Find yourself a uniform of some sort or put one together with your own wardrobe, like a construction worker, fireman or a man that works with is hands kind of feel. Show up at her door and deliver the goods. You can’t go wrong with a wifebeater and hardhat, she may not want even you to take them off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Element of Surprise and Silence - this always works. Communicate with your lady throughout the day as if you would any other day and make plans to see her. When you get to the door or she gets to yours, say nothing, grab her up, throw her over your shoulder, carry her to the bedroom and have your way with her. She won’t be able to resist the manishness you’ve displayed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set Her Up - nothing aggravates women more than an unsuspected “favor” that is simply inconvenient! Call her up and ask her to do you an urgent solid of some sort. For example, “baby can you please to go to my house as soon as possible! I can’t find my … I need you to go get it and bring it to me, please,” or something along those lines. Be creative. She’ll be done away with your absent minded antics but that’s okay because you’ll be there waiting on her to unleash her aggression on you! That’s a win, win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Daring - location, location, location! There is nothing wrong with switching it up from time to time, in terms of being confined to house to indulge! The next time you go out with your lady, make a point to be a little edgy and try for some public action. Let her know you have to have her right now. If you’re riding in the car, pull over somewhere. If you’re at a party, find a quiet hallway or bathroom and throw her up against a wall! Be creative and most of all quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance - it never fails. Women love romance! Call her up and ask her to come cook for you. Tell her you’ve bought everything she needs and you’re waiting for her to come prepare your meal. When she gets there, surprise her by having the food hot and ready, candles lit, soft music playing and her favorite wine waiting for her. Serve her as she would serve you and make the night about her. Draw her a bath (it’s okay to join her) and have a sexy set of panties you’ve bought for her waiting on the bed when she gets out. Now that you’ve put in work, she’ll be more than delighted to return the gift of giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fellas, this should initiate some creative thought for you to heat things up in the bedroom! She’ll be wowed by your erotic ambitions and be more than willing to participate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-6916042169338081071?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/6916042169338081071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/01/fellas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6916042169338081071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6916042169338081071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/01/fellas.html' title='Fellas'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3477868412084887072</id><published>2010-01-03T22:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:46:32.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy Talk'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S0FgoHWVLkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IhahsBC122I/s1600-h/Trey+songz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422721668614532674" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S0FgoHWVLkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IhahsBC122I/s320/Trey+songz.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 212px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i'm at work thinking i would like to make a blog post today. It's been a pretty long uneventful day for me. So i start to thinking about what would make me excited to talk about right now. And of course, Trey Songz pops into my head. Something about his boyish face, and gorgeous smile gets me everytime. He has that cuteness appeal, that innocence about him. Which of course makes me sooo excited. Then of course when he exposes his sexier side in his songs, it blows my mind everytime. I'm seriously wanting this man to be the father of my children hehe, i can picture us in family portraits together. Lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey songs.....yummm He may not be everyone's cup of tea but he certainly is mine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3477868412084887072?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3477868412084887072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/01/ok-so-im-at-work-thinking-i-would-like.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3477868412084887072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3477868412084887072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2010/01/ok-so-im-at-work-thinking-i-would-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S0FgoHWVLkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IhahsBC122I/s72-c/Trey+songz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-1091012638696738574</id><published>2009-12-31T12:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T05:58:49.515-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><title type='text'>First time: Am I pregnant????</title><content type='html'>Do you realize how easy it is to have not been born?....... To simply not exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that you were the sperm and egg marked for conception in today's world... You would easily have been erased by the morning after pill, some abortion clinician or most probably by time, by the wrong time. It's amazing to realize that your existence could very well have been prevented by undeveloped scientific discovery, in other words you simply and literally are in more ways than you think a product of your time and generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you could also very well be a product of a timeless female instinct that harps on protecting the idea of a life inside her. I'm not excluding the males in the picture because they aren't important, but I do realize now that the genesis of the actual act of keeping a child is with the mother. This week I walked down an interesting road filled with contemplation of having a child. What a tremendous decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tremendous decision? It was weird that this question popped in my head, seeing as I have always thought that I am pro-life and very against the idea of abortion. Yet, in the moment where the idea of having a child was seeming to be a reality, I thought what a tremendous decision? It was a decision, I realized and accepted that I had a choice to make! It blew me away! All of a sudden everything that I had championed for had taken a back seat and I considered an alternative, perhaps not as seriously as I could have imagined but I feel now, that I have traveled down the road of someone that could make the decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I do realize now that it's not the easy or absolute NO that I once thought it was. It's an amazing period of contemplation really, because by the time I had accepted the idea of being pregnant, I was more concerned with having emotions that could show the baby that it was wanted rather than the contrary. I became strong for me and the possible child and believe it or not I put aside my personal future plans, for an uncertain future that I would take one day at a time. Crazy isn't it?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-1091012638696738574?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/1091012638696738574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/12/first-time-am-i-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1091012638696738574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/1091012638696738574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/12/first-time-am-i-pregnant.html' title='First time: Am I pregnant????'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-9009238940101822387</id><published>2009-12-09T00:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:20:15.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>MASTER-bation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S2IhqkYWfcI/AAAAAAAAADI/N-6S_LC8_3w/s1600-h/Downloads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431941115766275522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S2IhqkYWfcI/AAAAAAAAADI/N-6S_LC8_3w/s320/Downloads.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm,so ladies do you think you're ready to talk about masturbation, I mean really talk about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's such a stigma that goes along with that word. For some reason I find that it's almost synonymous with MALES and not females. I wonder if it has anything to do with the idea that men want a lady by day and a freak by night! Probably does. Yet there's always that same recurring point in time that takes you over, it's usually when you're all by yourself, just you, your body, and a sudden sensual mood. Oh c'mon, we've all been there, the stigmas to the act are actual BS if you ask me, I've come to think of it as a part of learning your body... your turn-ons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives you the opportunity to experience the things that get you going and the reward for that is, I believe, better sex with your partner. In order to SPEAK UP about what you want you have to KNOW what you like...right?! Believe me, I wasn't always this open to even talking about masturbation but I grew up and accepted that it is a part of growth. A healthy part of a woman's growth! The fact of the matter is that it simply takes a greater effort for a woman to have the big O... and while its nice to imagine that your orgasm is totally dependent on your man's "great job" in the sac, it's more realistic to realize that your lack of knowledge is a HE-UGE contributor to your inability to climax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, we have to know how to get what we need out of sex and part of that is MASTER-bation! Learn the ins and outs of your body, your pleasure points that lead up to your achievement of pleasure, cuz girl, if you don't know how in the hell is he supposed to know for you! Un-complicate orgasms, KNOW YOUR BODY! inside and out and lead him to your promise land ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-9009238940101822387?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/9009238940101822387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/12/master-bation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/9009238940101822387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/9009238940101822387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/12/master-bation.html' title='MASTER-bation'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S2IhqkYWfcI/AAAAAAAAADI/N-6S_LC8_3w/s72-c/Downloads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-9050124544791030477</id><published>2009-12-02T17:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:30:13.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Sexy Video of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8s2_QLjF2Vs" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful watching this on repeat can induce jizzing ladies! Robin is soooo THICKE in this video...oh dear, sorry, I am extupendously horny because of this video. Serious side effect, now I just can't wait for some company l8r! mmmmmmmm really lovin this video, def hit the spot!&lt;br /&gt;"Spread ur wings baby fly away"- Robin, oh Robin oh Robin, READY FOR TAKE OFF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-9050124544791030477?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/9050124544791030477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/12/sexy-video-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/9050124544791030477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/9050124544791030477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/12/sexy-video-of-week.html' title='Sexy Video of the Week'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8s2_QLjF2Vs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4899187478041370047</id><published>2009-11-30T05:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:57:12.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaack!!</title><content type='html'>So so so sorry for the messed up absence on the blog, unacceptable definitely plan not to have that happen again if I can help it!!!! But while I was away I did have a few thoughts that I'd like to share in this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you comfortable in your skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a weird question, but I've been doing some retrospective introspection and I've realized that although we may think we're generally comfortable with who we are, most girls I'd assume aren't that different from me! I think of myself as a fairly confident woman!! Well, in a general sense at LEAST! I really don't like feeling like I must care about what others think about me or what I look like. But of late I've been realizing that this really is not because I simply think the world of myself, (womp womp) I know....it's sort of a sad realization BUT it's the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confidence and numerous well meaning thoughts of myself actually have been very much forced into a meaningful place in my life. The forcing agent ladies, has been external forces that have told me or suggested to me that I may not be all the good things I think I am. See the thing is I think we all by nature think of ourselves very highly, but our natural instincts are contaminated by the external forces that I mentioned earlier. What a friggin drag!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously, ladies, I just want you to know, if you're reading this, you are all the good you think you are. No matter who or what makes you feel like you're not. Appreciate the YOU that you are, because honey, THERE IS NO OTHER YOU in this WHOLE WORLD. Chin up, you know you fly! Don't listen to the negatives that try to seep in, if you're tempted to, look at yourself in that mirror and remember that YOU FIND YOU BEAUTIFUL and that's really the only person in the world that matters!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4899187478041370047?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4899187478041370047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/im-baaaack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4899187478041370047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4899187478041370047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaack!!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3695421434144786545</id><published>2009-11-05T12:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:30:28.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Talk'/><title type='text'>Sexy Video of the Week</title><content type='html'>I Invented Sex/Say Ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_zI3OeNsnvI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be shy...post your raunchy comments because DAMN this is a sexy video!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3695421434144786545?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3695421434144786545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/sexy-video-of-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3695421434144786545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3695421434144786545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/sexy-video-of-week.html' title='Sexy Video of the Week'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_zI3OeNsnvI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-2741831553252408476</id><published>2009-11-02T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:20:39.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Perfectly Erotic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/SvG5ds3AqqI/AAAAAAAAACY/eMEyga90aEg/s1600-h/wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400301348103170722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/SvG5ds3AqqI/AAAAAAAAACY/eMEyga90aEg/s320/wind.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 304px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 327px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCCHH! I woke up with the biggest headache today. I promise I won't drink again. I mean, I have no tolerance anyways. Two martinis, one cran and vodka and my world spins. I am not getting out of bed today, nope, nothing can make me get out...not after the night I've had. I need rest,  I'm getting too damn old for this. I can't help but chuckle though when I think of everything that went on last night. I'm lying here in complete darkness, I'm pretty sure it's about noon, but my blinds are closed, and only a little bit of sunshine can seep in. My bed is cozy as always, so this is perfect for hibernation. My sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room smells like berries, thanks to my best-friend who brought me back a shit load of scented candles when she came back from her summer trip to Switzerland with her lover. I'm sitting here and recalling the events of last night and can't help but become aroused again. The more I think, the more I get excited. I try to distract myself because I do love sex and the mere thought of it makes my skin burn. But who am I kidding, I'm already lost in my mental maze of passion and pure lust. So I decide to close my eyes and just enjoy the moment. I can picture the foggy windows; it was raining. Perfect fuck me weather: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just rushe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d back to our cars, and being that I am still tipsy we sit back as he waits for me to sober up b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;efore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I make my long drive home. We talk, but then of course, we kiss, the most passionate, lustful, we-must-have-sex-after-this kiss. I have to admit he is an excellent kisser. This long, lingering kiss leads to sensual touching. His hands all over me - my breast, my stomach... my pussy. I shiver as he touches me, and when his hands reach down to my sensitive spot, my body convulses; my clitoris pulses wildly. I reach out to touch what must be a 15 inch penis. Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, he's huge. And I squeeze it tightly; rub it gently. He looks into my eyes and I know he wants me. He wants nothing more  than to put his dick inside of me and rock me gently. My car is still running; the windows are foggy, so I take this as a perfect opportunity to do the unimaginable in a public parking lot. Of course, all of my logic said no. But my pussy would not have it. It wanted to be stroked and fucked like there was no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My breasts wanted to feel his tongue flickering on my nipples. My ass wanted to be smacked and have this huge c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ock inside me - in and out. I wanted to have my man scream my name as he looked at me with the utmost desire. I'm so wet that its seeping through my underwear. I swear I can feel it on my legs. I had to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I reach into my glove compartment and pull out my co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ndoms, size large, as I look my baby right in the eyes and slip it on. "I want you," I whispered seductively. "And I'm gonna fuck you right now, right here." He's a little hesitant, worried we might get caught. But I slowly lift my shirt up to reveal my ripe titties. My nipples erect, and all logic exits. He then proceeds to put his mouth on my left breast and suck. Then my right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I convince him that we should move to my backseat since it's roomier and I would be able to ride that cock like I truly wanted to. So we squirm our way to the back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seat, and I gently pull my Vickie's to the side. I proceed to slowly slide down his shaft and this sends electric shivers down my spine. He closes his eyes in pure ecstasy and we begin to stroke each other, the passion rises, our hearts pumping, ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r bodies moving in cohesion. We both are overcome with lust at this point. He looks me in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eyes and says, "You are sooo fucking sexy." He pulls my underwear down and his penis out and then goes down and licks my pussy as he strokes his own dick. I love when he is pleasuring me and stroking his dick at the same time. I love watching him enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me. And all I can think of is him spraying me in the face with all of his cum as I lick it off of my lips. He tells me that I taste so delicious, and he licks me as tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugh he wants to devour all of me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He sticks his fingers inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f my throbbing pussy hole as if to tease me. I'm almost at the point of explosion and decide to stop for a little reciprocation because I want the feeling to last forever. I slip off the condom and then put my moist lips right on his cock-head. I go as far down as I could as he tells me, "Suck that dick you dirty bitch." I look him in the eyes and tell him how much I love his huge rock-hard cock and I suck it as though it was molten cotton candy. I beg him to cum in my mout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h, and he says no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He wants us to do a 69."Yessss!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the heat of the moment, I don't know how, but we do it. We fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ck each others faces well. I get to the point where if his tongue did just one more flick on my  swollen pink clit I would reach orgasmic heaven. And it does as if willing me to releases my juices, and I allow myself to cum right in his mouth. He loves it. He gives me the dirtiest, most devious look and grabs my waist. I fucking love it when he does that, just something about it. That makes me melt. He's taking charge, he's roughing me up a little. And that makes me sooooooo extremely horny. We then proceed to our favorite position: he hits it from the back. He spanks my ass and tells me, "You're such a sexy bitch!"You love it don't ya?"And I scream, "Yes daddy!!" He asked me if he's fucking me good, and I moan a naughty, "Yes daddy, I love your fucking cock, it's sooooooo fucking goood." He loves my little dirty mouth. I'm soo tipsy, I think I came at least five times, and him, four - once in my mouth, and the rest on my butt and tummy. Seeing him cum, drives me wild. I love it when he cums on me; it's a secret fetish of mine. We stop fucking each other's brains out and then decide we should head home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am now after replaying our hot session last night, horny, with my cell in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey baby, I'm horny."&lt;/span&gt; SEND!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-2741831553252408476?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/2741831553252408476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/oucchh-i-woke-up-with-biggest-headache.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2741831553252408476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/2741831553252408476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/oucchh-i-woke-up-with-biggest-headache.html' title='Perfectly Erotic'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/SvG5ds3AqqI/AAAAAAAAACY/eMEyga90aEg/s72-c/wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-6709273224957639500</id><published>2009-11-02T14:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:21:07.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Let's Play Dress-Up?</title><content type='html'>Ok ladies...so all of the Halloween festivities has got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Now we all talk about toys, and being less inhibited in bed, talking dirty and what have you. But we never really touched on dressing up, wearing some exceedingly sexy get-up for our men, lovers, whatever you wanna call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/Su8xuK_AUnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vC6GhjRc5B8/s1600-h/riri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399589147532874354" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/Su8xuK_AUnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vC6GhjRc5B8/s320/riri.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 314px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 184px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;conservative than most when it comes to my daily attire, butI love nothing more than a freaky ass freak outfit. And even though my friends think I tend to be the sexier of the bunch, I'm still not as overtly sexy as some women. However, in the bedroom, I'm the complete opposite. Yes. The more whore-ish the better. Give me red platform heels, fishnets, a pair of bright red lips and messy hair - preferably in pigtails. Yes, a whore in pigtails.....you get the picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is very arousing about being in character, and no, I'm not suggesting dressing as a whore for some random stranger. But being your man's little dirty slut!!! Fulfilling his fantasies and being that little freak-nasty that he looks at so much on the pornos. It's all about the fantasy right?? I believe it's ok to push the limits, so that we ladies don't get bored and keep our men interested. And of course this requires us to be uninhibited and just let our inner vixens free. I dare you; you might be surprised at what comes out. For the ones that can't quite let loose, I suggest a nice tall glass of red wine right before. I guarantee it will loosen you right up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the ELEMENT of surprise. The idea of role-playing is very sexy, and it's just funny how we let something as simple as dressing up for some bedroom fun get left behind. I know Halloween is over, but let's not let that stop us, from getting a little freaky costume, or costumes. Be sure to let &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PlainGirls&lt;/span&gt; know how things turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...I wonder, if we did play out those characters at home, be his at-home playboy bunny, would he even need to watch a porn flick? What say you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-6709273224957639500?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/6709273224957639500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/lets-play-dress-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6709273224957639500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6709273224957639500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/11/lets-play-dress-up.html' title='Let&apos;s Play Dress-Up?'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/Su8xuK_AUnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/vC6GhjRc5B8/s72-c/riri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-584930515123569225</id><published>2009-10-30T13:14:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:21:48.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Bedroom Lexicon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How many of you guys curse during sex?! And I don't mean the measly and not to mention lame "damn", "shit", and "frigg". I'm talking about dirty slutty obscenities, about language so foul that it reeks; language that might make your mother disown you. Cuss-words! The "Fuck Me's and the "Fuck me harder's!" The "Cum in my mouth" and the "Am I your fucking bitch!" That's what I mean! If you're a foul-mouthed naughty girl in the sack, you're not alone. I am one too! I was curious, though, to find out if other women transformed into little semi-devils when the moon comes out and their lovers go down. I also wanted to know: when the filthy expletives leap from your lips as you get your back blown out, do you mean them? I mean every. dirty. word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My guess is that there are millions of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Before I posed the question to you, I asked my girlfriends who all admitted to heavy bedroom blasphemy; even those who are vehemently against daytime cursing. I was so tickled by my discovery, I had to share it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think it’s fun and can spice things up ten-fold. Not to mention when your lover whispers a few wicked words into your ear while you’re on the tip of ecstasy. So next question: do you like your lover talking dirty to you? There's nothing like a good, guttural, "So you're a fucking naughty girl aren't ya?" or a "Lemme see how wet that pussy is." I don't know about you, but that gets me going every time. Men love it too. The idea of his pure, innocent woman being a proper and decent lady in public, but becoming a mischievous bad-girl behind closed doors provides constant titillation for men. It's a win-win deal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, I do encourage the very few of you who answered "no" to my initial question to bring out your inner rascal and dare to be more vulgar while making love. You might be erotically surprised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-584930515123569225?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/584930515123569225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/bedroom-lexicon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/584930515123569225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/584930515123569225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/bedroom-lexicon.html' title='Bedroom Lexicon'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-7366340568304435177</id><published>2009-10-26T02:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T06:02:10.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I-spire'/><title type='text'>Reliving Secret Joys!</title><content type='html'>So I mentioned earlier that I moved into the new apartment, well lately I've been reminded of the perks of having your own space. This weekend the weather was gorgeous, very cuddle conducive and that was taken advantage of completely. We woke up after 11 in the afternoon, I jumped in the shower while he went on a grocery run, and after showering I went straight to the kitchen and started breakfast with nothing but my slippers on... aaaahhh.....what a sigh of relief..... I hadn't been able to do that in such a long time! I mean a really long time! (omg did u just call me a nudist! get outta here!) The last time I had my own space that allowed me to frolick about butt naked was college, almost 2 years ago, and I personally enjoy that particular freedom. I caught him taking me in from behind when he got back and I smiled thinking hmmm, I guess this secret joy has other perks that I didn't even consider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason, I reminisced about those days when I was by myself and almost deliberately and sometimes passionately enjoying my independence. Man, I remember getting back to my room and throwing on some India Arie, mmmmhmmm, nothing like having a 'Private Party' to uplift my mood and if I was lucky after my musical high, I'd get to talk to my two besties in a three way convo! Yup, total satisfaction! Hey, the good news is, I can still do that today and enjoy it just as much (actually maybe more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know someone might read this and think I'm queer but I think singers like India really were especially relatable to me because I felt like they got it, it is the simple things that matter! Yea, that's right! I'm about the good positive vibes like a afro hyppie (sorta) but wth those are the things that make me smile. Thinking about going to the Waterfront or Prospect Park, and taking in a beautiful sunrise or sunset, not to mention my god daughter's happy gibberish, yea seriously, those are at the heart of a possible smile, and I'm talking about a smile that's there to stay for the week ahead, I mean seriously, what's better than that!!! Comparable though different, I'd say is a love that's patient and kind, being caressed passionately by the him in my life....yea it definitely compares. I guess truth is for me it's a bit different when it comes to love! I kinda fell in love after I'd fallen in love with private parties and little things.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're all different so, what makes you smile, it's got to be something that will induce a smile at your most quiet moment in the day and tells you to take a break on your toughest day :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-7366340568304435177?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/7366340568304435177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/reliving-secret-joys.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7366340568304435177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/7366340568304435177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/reliving-secret-joys.html' title='Reliving Secret Joys!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-4617916012771432827</id><published>2009-10-21T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:58:23.555-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Mind Stroke</title><content type='html'>Today. I thought of you every hour yesterday; I felt myself go sweet when you stroked my hair. I felt pangs of need shoot through me when I remembered your breath on my nipple. I went soft and wet with the thought of your fondle. I barely made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it will not be so. Today when I melt to slipperiness, it will be because you have stroked my flesh with perfection. It will be because I tasted your mouth and felt your desire. Today, when you roll your tongue along mine, you too will burn to your very dermis. Today, you will blindly attach you lips to my spine...and...kiss...then suck...then bite, with no regard and no regret. Today we will be mad with longing so thick, it will be unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I will kneel before you with my eyes shut and my mouth open. Today I will drip lightly along my thighs with every slurp of your hardness. I will be drunk as I devour you; I will drink every drip of you. I will absolutely need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will pulsate. I will pump, I will soar, you will roar and you will hoist; you will control. You will love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-4617916012771432827?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/4617916012771432827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4617916012771432827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/4617916012771432827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/today.html' title='Mind Stroke'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-3198011223516155071</id><published>2009-10-21T12:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:22:18.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Good Vibrations...</title><content type='html'>Where to begin with this story about my new love affair???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, I never knew just how much I was missing until I met mr rocket. He's a perfect lover, his orgasms are explosive, and he's  excellent at role playing. One day he is the oh sooo sexy Trey Songs, the other he's Brad Pitt. Needless to say I have felt things that I couldn't even imagine with him. I remember when we met, it was actually somewhat of a blind date. But something about him, made me really test my own limitations. And the more I did the more I got hooked. I had gone for wayyyy too long without some good lovin...I actually thought I didn't like sex anymore. Mr rocket sure did cum* to the rescue. Helped  me to see that my inner sexual beast is still alive and kicking. That maybe I just needed some good vibrations. I can't help but feel like I'm this freaky ass freak when I'm with him and I love it. That feeling can be addictive though and unfortunately for him, he is my gateway drug. Now I want more, possibly Mr. Rabbit next....yes i said it. An upgrade. I still love you though mr rocket, You will always be my first :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a funny way to express how I feel about my "pocket rocket". I am and always have been sort of conservative when it comes to sex, so even though I do masturbate, which I learned how to do from one of those smut* romance books. Even owning a sex toy was sooo far out of my mind. Ladies if u don't have one or never tried one. You should TODAY*. Nothing to be ashamed of. I think it's imperative that we all know our bodies because, sigh* lord knows if we don't know. Then we can't teach our lovers how to please us. Yes now, after trying the pocket rocket I am very much interested in moving on to a rabbit, or a *ram* it as me and my friends playfully call it. To some who are more sexually advanced this is like baby talk. But to me it's sooo far out of anything I would do. I'm just sharing this story, to encourage my fellow females to remain open minded when it comes to sex. You never know. You might be able to find something new and interesting that you like. And also if u have anything that u might have tried and would like to share, please feel free to do so in your comments :)&lt;br /&gt;-x-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-3198011223516155071?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/3198011223516155071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/good-vibrations.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3198011223516155071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/3198011223516155071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/good-vibrations.html' title='Good Vibrations...'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-5044691829852825559</id><published>2009-10-19T22:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:22:38.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>I had to put my bedframe outside!</title><content type='html'>Can you believe this shit! We just moved into our new "furnished" place. Like a couple hot for each other yes, we christened the place, all furnitures included!!! (tmi?, oh plz u know u don't mind) Anyway, after our horizontal, vertical and hmmmm yup... diagonal stretches haha, we finally made it to the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the first ass to mattress connection the bedframe introduced itself as "the future spoiler of my night and auto alert sex is taking place" pain in my ass. Well in an attempt to continue with our 'fock me silly' activities we decided to take a stab at it. (no pun intended j/k) Well with me on top riding my favorite stallion this bedframe and her hinges couldn't bother me until that glorious sound of something cracking reached it's peak and my love telling me 'baby we have to stop I think it's gonna break'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, after one more unsuccessful attempt to keep this bedframe and her hinges in check we found a way where there seemed to be no way!!!- amidst all the bags, luggage, books and everything else occupying the living room floor- and moved that bitch and her hinges outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We presently are located on the mattress which is on the floor in the bedroom, while that bitch of a frame is sitting on her side in the living room!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-5044691829852825559?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/5044691829852825559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/i-had-to-put-my-bedframe-outside.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/5044691829852825559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/5044691829852825559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/i-had-to-put-my-bedframe-outside.html' title='I had to put my bedframe outside!'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019444201616459273.post-6991005100846587720</id><published>2009-10-19T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:22:56.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bedroom Talk'/><title type='text'>Sex Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Well we have been exchanging some emails. Here is one. Hello $#$%$##&amp;amp;*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;You don't know how many times i have re-read this message. Every time i do so, i cream my underwear. I read again yesterday at work, and i had to throw my panty in the trash can, it was useless after that. You got me with the part"I turn you around make you stand up, force you to bend over forward, while pressing your back against my dick which is still hard and desperate to feel the warmth within you I take my hands around your should grab your boobies and massage them. You turn your head so I can kiss and lick your neck while my dick feels you and prepares to relax in a wonderful explosion that hits your lower back." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a little sexcapade in the shower this morning...needless to say that my kitty cat was crying for some attention, so i took the shower head and started massaging my clit, while laying in the tub, full of bubbles. I caressed my left breast, picturing you doing it, while you suck on my nipples and i let out a harsh sigh, telling you that i like the way you lick it. Then i went down a little further, caressing my stomach, as if it was your lips on it( i love to be kissed all over) it turns me on. Our little sexcapade got hotter, when you started licking my clit and sucking like a hungry man, an I'm throwing my head left to right, because your tongue and lips make wonders to my clit. Then you insert two fingers with no mercy, i arched my back because it was so sudden and rough, just the way i like it, then you finger me deep and hard and i start moaning uncontrollably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you get in the tub, facing my back, and ask me to put "it in". I oblige quickly and you trust it deep in me, and ask me to ride your dick. Lord knows i rode that baby to heaven and we both started moaning and screaming, you are kissing my back, my neck and you're holding on to my breast. While I'm holding on to the ramp of the tub so that i don't lose control. Your dick hit my pussy walls, and i scream my head out and tell you that I'm coming, you immediately rub my clit and tell me to come for you, because you could not hold it any longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came in Ecstasy together, calling each others name, you said some things in that language, only you can understand, i probably mixed three languages together....lolThen you clean me up and we both head to bed. Then i wake you up in the middle of the night, backing my ass up on your dick.....Of course that was me picturing you, the reality was, i got out the tub and proceeded to my daily routine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Now that's a raunchy ass, dirty talking email! I'm sure many of us girls can walk the walk but can we talk that talk!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6019444201616459273-6991005100846587720?l=www.plaingirlstalk.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/feeds/6991005100846587720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/sex-talk.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6991005100846587720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6019444201616459273/posts/default/6991005100846587720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.plaingirlstalk.com/2009/10/sex-talk.html' title='Sex Talk'/><author><name>Plain Girls Talk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11874573292655010215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BJV5gsp4v14/S3kfbwCvkNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TypGlfDjVJw/S220/images.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
