The Flip Flop Girl

Once the flip flops go on your feet, there's no turning back

Is is Spring yet? Close enough.

Flip Flop Girl has officially declared the start of Flip Flop Season and I recommend you take very good care of your feet and give them a nice treat the next chance you get.

I am taking a little vacation with Thad. We'll be off to Cali for a bit and see how it goes. I venture quite tentatively to going back to any discussion of my flip flop sex life. I don't know. I want to but I want to explore other terrrain as well, which is basically what I'm doing and will continue to do. I want to complete my little life history, as I see fit to describe it. So, maybe a few more stories about Brian lay in store for us--or not. And then there's the whole college phase. Some more about that very odd time at the law firm. And then that brings us back to Simon which I know bothered a few of you for some reason, while it didn't bother others and some folks seemed to like him just fine. I do read all my feedback carefully. I have also considered writing straight-out fantasy fiction from time to time. Given the nature of blogs, I want to feel I am free to experiment. And, as I improve, I want to pursue my more serious study of pop culture. Hang in there and keep sending all your feedback. I want to start linking to folks too. I only have a limited time to play with my blog so I do my best when I feel inclined.

Anyways, I strongly suggest a nice sugar scrub...that will honestly cure a lot of stress and make you feel oh so good.

Labels: blogs, buzz, California, erotica, feet, first love, flip flops, foot fetish, pop culture, sex, vacation, Writing

Senators Kerry, Reid, and Biden present their case for pulling out of Iraq -- AP Photo

Random Nation: Down the Rabbit Hole in Iraq

So, Republicans refuse to set a timetable to withdraw from Iraq because "we can't let them terriorists win." I don't think we'll ever get out of Iraq at the rate we're going. It's one of those situations where we created a problem far far worse than it was to begin with: one two-bit tyrant in power in the Middle East. And now, thanks to the Bush Administration and all its conflicted interests, the United States is like a little Dutch boy with his thumb in the dike holding back a devastating flood. Ultimately, we have no choice but to leave. It's now a matter of when it is most convenient to leave.

This from today's story on the GOP turning its back on bringing the troops home:

"Nobody wants our troops out of Iraq more than I do, countered Rep. C.W. Bill Young of Florida, who sought unsuccessfully to scuttle the timeline for a troop withdrawal. "But we can't afford to turn over Iraq to al-Qaida."

In the Senate, after weeks of skirmishing, Republicans easily turned back Democratic legislation requiring a troop withdrawal to begin within 120 days. The measure set no fixed deadline for completion of the redeployment, but set a goal of March 31, 2008. The vote was 50-48 against the measure, 12 short of the 60 needed for passage.

Labels: blogs, buzz, Capitol Hill, death, Democrats, GOP, House, Iraq, news, politics, Senate, the United States, troops, US, war, Writing

Random Nation, Part 4

You know that tired old phrase, "Think Globally, Act Locally"? Yeah, well, Seattle is just the sort of overly-polite ostentatiously-progressive community that embracing such pap. Seattle is front and center on the Flip Flop Girl radar at the moment. So, I will take my Random Nation rambling onto local concerns, namely Seattle's ongoing growing pains as it struggles to become the "big city" it may never have been meant to be. I mean, of all the West Coast cities, Seattle still retains much of its quaint and backward ways which actually can be attractive. It's by no means a sleepy nowhere town but it does lack the infrastructure of better planned cities. The main problem? A backward and limited public transit system. We have buses, of course. It's an aging fleet of buses and, depending on the bus route, you'd have to wonder how a city like Seattle gets away with it. We have no rapid transit system and who knows when we will. We've had numerous voter referendums which have led to voters asking for both an elevated and a light rail system (we want it all!) but the details are still very murky as to how all this will come about.

Currently, the big issue has been what to do about replacing the Alaskan Way Viaduct which is a long stretch of elevated freeway overlooking the Seattle harbor and which provides something of a backup for the main interstate highway. Since our last big earthquake in 2001, the concern has been growing about replacing this entire rickety structure. The mayor, who is in the hip pocket of developers with the classic "big city" dreams for Seattle, had been strongly pushing for a "big city" concept, a tunnel. The state wanted a new viaduct structure similar to the old one. Hybrids of the two were considered. And then there was talk of a third way: getting rid of the viaduct and creating more surface traffic, basically adding more lanes for cars. Supposedly this would open up the view for everyone of our beautiful Puget Sound. This whole debate finally came to a head and the matter was put up to the voters to decide and they decided they liked this "third way" option. Little is known about how this third way would be implemented since it came in late to the debate but this is typical about how things get done in Seattle.

As I was waiting for my daily buzz of java, I overheard a couple discussing another less flashy but very relevant aspect of our traffic problems. They were saying that it's sad that Seattle, a software capital of the world, should have such an antiquated traffic light system. And I think they're spot on about this. They think it hasn't changed any since World War II. I wouldn't be surprised. One guy was telling the other, "It's a very simple electrical system, not much different from the on and off technology used to turn on your light in your home. I mean, why can't Seattle have a computerized system like cities in Europe have been using for decades?" That's a good question.

Don't get me wrong about Seattle. It's a very pleasant place to be but you have so many interests bent on exploiting it from investors and developers to all the creepy marketing people trying to suck out the soul of everything they touch.

Labels: blogs, buzz, marketing, politics, pop culture, random, Seattle, trends, viaduct, Writing

Brazilian women carry sugarcane stalks while holding a
'Bush Go Home' banner during a protest against the
visit by U.S. President George W. Bush, scheduled to
arrive later in the day for the first leg of a tour of
five Latin American countries, along Sao Paulo's
Paulista Avenue March 8, 2007. REUTERS/Sergio Moraes (BRAZIL)

Random Nation, Part 3

America, that big bad superpower, is a random nation, a dysfunctional nation with a virtual monopoly on spreading a toxic notion of how we see the world and how the world sees "us," the United States, and how the world sees itself.

Can a world leader help? Nelson Mandela comes to mind. I like the idea of Barak Obama, if we're talking potential "leader of the free world" sort of thing. It's still hard to say if he'll rise to the challenge and, if so, if he'll be given a chance. Will reality and idealism share enough common ground?

To live in such a fractured world is definitely a challenge in so many ways.

Of course, much of what makes the world go around can be cast in a more hopeful light, not just spin for special interests.

Some reality is what it is. Can you say, global warming?

What nation contributes the most to global warming? That would be the last superpower in this endgame.

So, keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the starts as was said over radio waves for too many years.

Labels: blogs, Brazil, Bush, commentary, feet, politics, pop culture, random, Writing

Random Nation Part Two

So what do we call ourselves this time? "The YouTube Generation" sounds about right. WIRED, in it's current cover story, comes close to saying, "The Bite-Sized Generation." I am still holding onto calling these times, "The Random Generation" or use the term, "Random Nation."

From the mailbag, I got this recent post that I'll go ahead and quote from. It's in response to my post, "Open Toes, The Beauty of it All!":

Talk about overcomplicating. Indeed, it is a pop song of the Nelly type, who has a similar poppy song devoted to open toeds, targeted at the -just wanna have fun- teen to 30 something female, and anyone who likes feet really. It should be known by now after countless mentioning of feet surrounding Mcphee, she loves them. I saw her on Tyra Bank's show and Trya (Chingy's foot girl) took off her shoes for some reason and showed them to Mcphee, then she said "you have pretty feet". Right then I noticed her eyes alone immediately turned to the crowd as her head followed in the same way when someone says something and they are unsure how or if they will be judged or also when ego is checking if relation is apparent, kind of like when someone lies but thats just because the crowd was directly to her right side. Well her expression was cheekier than usual and to me thats enough proof. I hear Tyra is pregnant and due, also think its Chingy's, also think they only hooked up because of her feet, now isnt that a stupid reason to bring a kid into this world

Well, this won't be the first time we have a child born from excess.

We live in an ultra-narcissistic age.

Reality and fantasy collide at more rapid intervals.

Here is where I think a discussion of Hyperreality would prove useful. And, if you're going to go to Baudrillard, then you must go to McLuhan as well. I haven't gotten any takers on views regarding Marshall McLuhan yet. I'm just wondering if people are familiar with him at all given that he once was truly a household name.

Here is where I think the foot becomes a far more interesting symbol. It can represent excess. But it can also represent a coming back to reality in a spiritual and grounded sense. If you think of the '60s, for instance, you can clearly see the foot back then as a symbol of the age: excess commingling with spirituality.

Labels: Baudrillard, blogs, celebrity, feet, foot fetish, hyperreality, images, Marshall McLuhan, philosophy, pop culture, social studies, society, television, text, video, Writing

Labels: blogs, buzz, capitalism, commerce, foot fetish, images, Marshall McLuhan, Mary Poppins, pop culture, random, sex, text, trends, video, Writing, youth

Flip Flop Girl List: Television

We'll have to take a closer look at televison and shape up a list sometime. I know. I just started thinking about a music list and now I'm onto the tube. Well, there's no rush. We're having fun with this. I think the problem is keeping track of all the foot references that are made now. I suggest we look as far back as we can and go from there. I'm pretty sure there were no foot references made on the first TV show ever, "The Milton Berle Show" but I could be wrong. Maybe Uncle Miltie painted is nails when he went on in drag but I doubt it.

You'll love this: I think I once spotted the earliest, if not the first, sort of foot fetish-related scene on television, at least American televison: it's an episode of "Leave it to Beaver" where the Beaver's school teacher visits his home. This is very disorienting for the dim little boy. He can only stare at Mrs. Landers and is besides himself when he's left alone with her in the living room as the parents attend to dinner. Lo and behold, the Beaver is riveted to her feet. She is wearing open toe pumps. He can only stare. He's never seen his teacher out of school let alone in such shoes or, God forbid, seen her toes. All this, of course, makes the young woman unconfortable and she manages to jar the boy out of his trance by talking about homework or some such thing.




Perhaps Theodore Cleaver represents middle America at mid-century, all bloated and innocent, oblivious to what lay beyond its suburban prison. And Mrs. Landers is the Other. She represents Sin. She represents the sophisticated outside world that chubby little boys like the Beaver may only dare to fantasize about.

Discuss amongst yourselves. And let me know if you find a clip or any info about that particular episode and any and all of your favorite moments from FEET TV.

Labels: blogs, commentary, criticism, feet, foot fetish, open toes, pop culture, sex, televison, Writing

Open Toes, The Beauty of it All!

My new best blogger friend, Paolo, clued me into a major foot find coming from, of all places, American Idol and, baby, this is HUGE. I mean, this truly rings my bell. This is Paolo's response for my call for foot songs(see my post with the Ludacris pic):

I just thought you might be interested in checking out the new song "Open Toes" by last year's American Idol finalist Katherine McPhee. I'm not a big fan of the song itself -- it's slick, blandly over-produced dance-pop. It would be totally forgettable, other than the fact that it blatantly celebrates the desirability of a pedicure displayed via the eponymous footwear. Have a look for yourself.

I find the choice of words particularly interesting, because McPhee went barefoot several times duirng her run on the show, ostensibly for comfort. But with the release of this cut, it's pretty obvious that she clearly recognized the appeal of a cute pair of feet (even if she wasn't actually the one who penned the lyrics in question -- I still need to verify that part).

Here are some of the best lines from this amazing piece of pop magic:

Hey let's go
If they're not too high
Too low
I'll take them home
In purple, red, or gold
Cuz I know them boys
They like
Those open toes

Jeans all black
Hair slicked back
Baseball cap
Still cute in my open toes
Mini skirt
Feet don't hurt
Just a flirt
Too cute in my open toes
Work or play
Night or day
Do my thing
Too cute in my open toes
Never too many open toes
A girl needs plenty open toes

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

I'm lovin' these sling-back shoes
I like the way they stay loose
I could wear them all day
And listen to the click-clack
Shoes like this make me hate flats
Swipe that card I'm good
Another pair in leather and wood
I'm a sucker for a name-brand
Skip the rack
And stick to the game plan

Hey let's go
If they're not too high
Too low
I'll take them home
(I'll take them home)
In purple, red, or gold
Cuz I know them boys
They like those open toes
Those open toes

Labels: American Idol, blogs, feet, flip flops, foot fetish, mules, music, open toes, pedicures, pop culture, pumps, slingbacks, toes, Writing

Flip Flop Girl Recommends Getting Boinked

Hey everybody, I hope you're all having a fun and sexy day. I feel so good from my head to my toes! Yes, I'm feeling like I'm ready to tackle anything. Spring is around the corner and I'm wearing flip flops more and more. Still a little cold but we're almost there. I have a lot to say. As I said in my last post, I'm going to say it any way I feel like saying it! I do hold back sometimes. Trust me, I do even if it sounds kinda wild. I am a very exuberant person: very loving, very generous, very much alive. And so I try my best to animate my stories with an extra sexy charge at times. Other times, it's coming to you pretty much straight as it happened with some modifications. And, as I said, I do this to protect people and as a firm believer in artistic license. All in all, I just ask that you have a little faith and enjoy yourself and take from it what you will.

One reason I feel so good is my discovery of such a beautiful sex-positive magazine, Boink coming to you from Boston University and made up of real college students letting it all hang out in a very sensual and honest way. So, yeah, if you're in the area, buy a copy there, or just purchase it from their site.

Another reason that I'm feeling good is that I'm still with my boyfriend and we've made plans to go to LA for awhile. It will be nice to get away from the intensely grey skies of Seattle. Anyone from Seattle? You know what I mean. The grey skies have been attributed to the high suicide rate in this region. At least above average. One of the main venues for suicides is the Aurora Bridge overlooking the canal. That is actually right where my old boyfriend works, in that corporate complex nearby. Anyway, there is a lot about Seattle that I identify with Simon and I still think he and I will need to talk sometime in the future for better closure or whatever might happen. I want to give Thad more of a chance since he's really come through for me and I think a different locale for us to hang out and relax will be good for us.

Do you want to hear a quick and dirty foot fetish story? Okay, this is as true to the event as I can get. This happened the other day between Thad and me. He doesn't know about my blog so that helps me just blurt this out. It's not that bad anyway. We were together in bed just playing. I asked asked him if he was into food sex. He shrugged and then looked curious. I had just stocked up on groceries and had much of what I needed lined up for the week: all my juices, water, milk, yogurt....hmmm, yogurt. So, I ask him, "How about if you bring me a yogurt from the fridge?"

"Strawberry or vanilla?" is what I hear from a distance.

"Vanilla!"

Okay, you get the picture. We dipped a little hear and a little there, drizzled a little everywhere. His cock is very cute with a dollop of vanilla custard. And, of course, my toes are extra nutritous and delicious with some cream on top!

So, I recommend a copy of Boink and some yogurt and your lover of choice.

That's all for now. I have a busy day ahead. Anyway, I'm back and better than ever!

Labels: Boink, Boston University, coeds, college, cream, erotica, feet, flip flops, foot fetish, magazine, pop culture, publishing, sex, spring, toes, Writing, yogurt

Flip Flop Girl on Writing

It can be a challenge to bring to life all of my ideas and stories to you in an organized and coherent manner. Sometimes I wonder if I've packaged things too much. I'm not a born writer but I suppose I aspire to at least be a good writer. I think it can be said that my worst error is in trying too hard to set things down. Ironically, in doing so, I rob them of their essence. That is what I'm after: getting to an essential truth. I have embellished and altered life events to protect people and to attempt to create something more from all the randomness. Maybe I've gone over the top in attempting to make a point.

I am still developing my own voice. Maybe my voice is annoying. Maybe it doesn't sound authentic enough. Maybe I shouldn't try so hard. I don't know. I could just wrap this up and chalk it up as a good experiment. I'd prefer to continue..at least for a little bit longer. I remember this criticism of Sinclair Lewis. His friends said that, compared to his natural speech, his books were far too stilted. Why, they asked, couldn't he be more natural in his writing? I can understand that as regards my own writing. I can have fun at a club with friends, for instance, and get caught up in conversations, whatever, but most of it doesn't sound like stuff that adds up to very much. When I try to write a story, I want to pare down a lot of that chatter and clutter but maybe I'm paring down too much as I do feel I might be trying too hard to set down some official record of what happened, etc.

As always, I do welcome your comments. Lately, I've been getting some comments that leave me wondering for the best answer. You know who you are. Feel free to contact me at an email address I've created just for this purpose:

flipflopgirlblog@gmail.com

And I'll talk to all of you later.

Labels: blogs, creativity, journals, love, pop culture, sex, Writing

Flip Flop Girl Gets Her Freak On

For us foot lovers, and for anyone who loves sex, this photo of Madonna is simply amazing!!!

If that photo were turned into a statue, I would pray at its altar. I would be kneeling down and the soles of my feet would be fully exposed. And I'd have my boyfriend lick them.

All this reminds me of where I left off with my story....

So, I'm not nearly ready to stop posting about my hot lover, Brian. I'd say we knew we had found something really good between us and we were going to hold onto it and enjoy it. I can't say I fell into deep love with him but we sure had the deep lust down. Hey, it was high school....

I remember so clearly that morning the two of us finally going at it in the newspaper lab.

"Hmmm, Brian, so that's how you interview all your subjects?"

"This is going to be an on-going interview. I see a book in your future."

Funny that he said he saw a book in my future. This was definitely a whole new chapter for me as I gave into my desires with a partner on the same page.

"Eat my pussy."

He gently lapped away.

"Hold my feet."

He rubbed the soles and kept kissing and sucking.

"Suck my toes."

He obeyed.

We could sense some movement outside and looked at each other. He gave me a long kiss on the mouth.

We were still naked and all over each other.

"Sit down on the floor."

There he sat. His gorgeous cock still so hard. The condom full of his cum lying right next to him.

"Lift up your foot, babe."

I started lapping away at his foot. And sucking on his big toe. We were about to start in on a whole new love-making session when we could clearly hear people outside.

"Sweetie, we better get dressed..."

He reached over and kissed me again. I remember it seeming to last oh so long but it was likely no more than a few seconds. I remember him helping me up. That was a very nice touch. I remember us helping each other find our clothes and my starting to feel like we had entered into something. I did like him. He was there for me as I discovered so much more about myself.

Labels: blogs, erotica, first love, foot fetish, high school, lust, Madonna, sex, Writing

Flip Flop Girl recommends Gawker

Depending on your taste and your blog activity, you may or may not already know about Gakwer so, if this is new to you, go check it out. I figure that if you like my stuff, you'll get into this. I happen to love New York and books and gossip and Gawker rolls all three into something fun. And it is constantly being updated by its team of literary star-stuck brats that you will love to hate or love to love. I will also mention that Skip, one of the writers, has me interested in this new literary magazine, n+1 which you can find out about right here and which I should have looked at before asking him how to subscribe.

Labels: blogs, fun, Gawker, gossip, hype, journalism, literary, New York, press, tabloids, Writing