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Saturday, 31 December 2022

Thank you 2022



It feels like no time at all since I wrote my thank you to 2021, yet at the same time, 2022 felt like three years when I reflect on the amount of change and growth I experienced. 

Thank you 2022...


...for the opportunity to be a good manager despite my own personal struggles 

...for proving I could relentlessly fight for what I believed to be right, even in an environment that wasn't working for me 

... for bravely saying NO to a promotion and leaving my job because it was the right thing for my mind, my team and my life 

...for collaborating with the amazing Nikki to design the new Electric Woman website, which re-ignited my creative vision 

...for affording me the space to visit Mexico, Venue, Greece, Singapore, Thailand, Scotland and Deal! (This also included my stadium debut of 'Shallow - Lady Gaga' on Karaoke. 

...for Monty and I moving to a more peaceful and brighter home 

...for manifesting and commissioning a photoshoot that visualised me as my Electric Woman amidst her orgasm (I know, right. WTF!). See also Olivia Coleman in Fleabag

...for my first independent creative workshop called FEMININE POWER COLLAGE with some mega-inspiring women 

...for inspiring me to immerse myself into the world of desire, sex and relationships, which has already sparked seeds of new partnerships, inspiration and joy 

...for my first freelance gig as Head of Design 

...for driving a team at ClearScore over 3 months to deliver an Alpha product, design a Beta product increase team trust to 100% 

...for sharing my coaching journey as a talk. Feat: Getting our design team to dance along with me 

...for hosting a Jeffersonian dinner about women's pleasure, EAT OUT and my heart literally exploded 

…for meeting people who give me perspective and motivation through our stories from prison with Bird Podcast

I said No more, I said Yes too. I laughed, sobbed, loved, slept loads and reallllly lived. 





Monday, 26 December 2022

Manifest

 12 months ago I wrote this:

“I want to be able to visually manifest my orgasm imagery in some way (the images I see when I orgasm).

Perhaps I will have a photoshoot of me amongst the symbols and imagery so I can visualise myself in a way like never before. 

I want to ignite my life set my world in fire and feel liberated, free and in command.

I want to be able to tap into my power at will.”




Sunday, 2 January 2022

Thank you 2021


…For the conscious choice to develop myself actively and believe in myself as a person

…For opening me up to new experiences and people. 

…For the energy I get from being around others, especially other creative people

…For making me stronger knowing I got through times where I was burnt out, unsure and when my partner was sick

…For spending time developing my own dreams and core purpose outside of money

…For loving my body fully again 

…For creating a hunger for rich and exotic experiences 

…For realising my body is a tool for POWER 

…For leading with my tits 

…For starting a discovery of self pleasure


See also: Resolutions for a life worth living 


Monday, 22 November 2021



Unless you can see the beauty all around you everywhere, and enjoy it, you can never comprehend art – or life 


– Willa Cather 



Friday, 6 December 2019


Give me the strongest cheese, the one that stinks best;
and I want the good wine, the swirl in crystal
surrendering the bruised scent of blackberries,
or cherries, the rich spurt in the back
of the throat, the holding it there before swallowing.
Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I'm drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.
To hell with the saints, with martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.
I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I'm nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it. I want to go
staggering and flailing my way
through the bars and back rooms,
through the gleaming hotels and weedy
lots of abandoned sunflowers and the parks
where dogs are let off their leashes
in spite of the signs, where they sniff each
other and roll together in the grass, I want to
lie down somewhere and suffer for love until
it nearly kills me, and then I want to get up again
and put on that little black dress and wait
for you, yes you, to come over here
and get down on your knees and tell me
just how fucking good I look

- Kim Addonizio