BLOW

  As the wind blows away the truth

That has polluted my breath for so long

The air around me

slowly

becomes clearer  

Somehow life had become stilted

All the clocks had stopped ticking 

Time had slowed 

and nothing at all 

had moved on

I had waited until my heart had stopped beating

Till my eyes had stopped seeing

And I heard nothing of what anyone yelled my way

Then fates breeze started blowing

With a force that knocked me down

It blew me off the course

 I thought was carved in stone

The lights suddenly became brighter

and heights I yearned for

became so much closer

Nothing was what I expected 

yet everything was what I wanted

And all I needed to do 

was blow the past away

Blow it away 

with a breeze between the trees

with a gust between the needs

Blow away the doubts that had been seeds

The lust that had been greed

The need no longer me...

I waited until I was ready

Until it was my time

and now 

this blow is mine 

-My Lingerie Addiction

My life hasn't been a breeze for over a year now and time is something I struggle to keep a check on. I adore what I do for a living but when you are working two jobs within an industry you are highly passionate about, it makes it hard to have what I call a life. 

Recently I took a trip to the country side with friends for a much needed escape. As always I took along a bag full of lingerie.  Each time I think I will take a break from my work for awhile, somehow it draws me back in. Not because I need to be that involved but I find once I relax I automatically become more inspired to work harder. I guess it is my calling.

The above photos are all untouched shots I took of my Pleasure State Couture "Tiara" pleated chemise. Every time the wind blew, the piece took on a completely different look. I loved the way the pleats would fall and float as the winds grew stronger. It inspired the shots and it created the poem. Lingerie has become my muse...

So let me ask you, what inspires you to be creative?