Tits and asses and dicks

Have I recieved your attention?

Good.

So, what's bothering me right now? Last month they had a Finnish animeconvention in Lahti called Desucon. I wasn't there and that's not what I'm going to rant about, but after that event social media got a bit nasty here, in Finland, for a while it seems. I didn't follow it completely and because of that some might think that I don't have any right to even talk about it.  But when tits and asses are the topic I get quite curious.
After a while, trying to find out who did what and why someone got upset, I got bored with it. There was just an opinion against another. No matter how carefully you plan (or avoid planning) your lecture, someone might be offended by something you said. And that someone has complete right to do that and leave the lesson.

What started bothering me, is that feminism has still the stamp of ugly and hypocritical -ism. And I don't actually wonder why, not anymore.
The comic that started it all can be read here: Hourly comic for Desucon by Hanna-Pirita
It's in Finnish, and I apologize that I won't translate it all. (Now when I think of it, I should have written this in Finnish 'cause my English is, well, anything but fluent but then again my subject is extremely international)
So, how it all goes? First the artist goes to meido cafe to check if she could see any panties. Later, after the lesson where she felt that female body was taken as an object containing only tits and ass, and was sad about it, she realizes that the person in meido cafe might have felt that way too. To that point I'm fine. She has realized her "mistake". And then she hears that there is going to be a lesson (or something, it really doesn't matter and the comic doesn't tell) about relationships between homosexual men aka yaoi. She gets excited about it. I'm not sure what kind of yaoi-stuff they had there, but if you've ever read any yaoi, you might be familiar with the fact that yaoi isn't what you'd call realistic. At least not the stuff you can get here. At least what I've read. I might be wrong, of course. But in yaoiculture here in Finland there is quite a lot nudity, extremely fit/skinny bodies, totally gorgeous faces and some crossdressing too.

Now we're getting to it.

So basically, what she says is that it's wrong to take female body as an object, 'cause someone might not like it, but it's ok to do that to men. At least I see no difference between half-naked women and men. But then again, that might be just because of my sexuality.

I'm a huge, well, let's not say fan but somethin like that, of pornographic stuff like drawings and paintings. I don't like pornfilms that much, but stuff like superhero comics (what else are the costumes, but sexy outfits?), burlesque-ish photography, pin-up etc. you name it, I'll probably like it.
As a woman I don't feel like an object because of the unrealistic superhero paintings and drawings.
(What I don't like is the image of femalebody that fashionindustry tries to feed us. I don't like the stereotypical female character in anime either. But that's just my o p i n i o n. It doesn't insult me, as long as people don't expect all women be like that. If you feel that "kawaii" is your thing, then so be it.)

But the problem starts when people start to act like someone is an object. If you think that someone is hot, no problem, talk about it among your friends or fan sites. But going to someones skin just because s/he looks hot in what-ever-wearing, it's wrong
Some say, that because of the over-sexual world we're living in right now, the boundaries have started to fade. I know that some people complain about people staring at them when they are wearing bikinis, but then they do the same to men wearing shorts. Then they point out that the one looking at them was around his (mostly) fourtysomething. But the fact is, that it's not illegal to watch someone, who is grown up, on the beach. And if you look attractive, someone you might not consider hot may end up looking at as well. And before someone gets mad, the same goes with men/what ever you call your gender, checking can't be stopped, but anything that goes beyond that should.

The solution that has been suggested is that the bikini ads etc should be removed from the streets and mags and that women(or men). We should get less sexual.
I don't see that as an option. Rapes happen in every culture, and no matter how much clothes you wear, someone will consider it as sexy. Not so long ago showing your anckle was (at least almost) an invitation to sex. No matter how little you show, something is considered always as "fucking hot" or even slutty behaviour.
To be honest. I'm glad that I can wear short shorts and bikinis. I wouldn't go back in time, no matter how much I adore rococo clothing and many many other historical styles.
But by saying, that the problem is in the way we dress nowadays, people sound just plain ridiculous. Why? Read this paragraph again.

I'm not sure if I made any sense here, but I've started to understand why feminism is considered as hypocritical way of thinking or even women trying to overrule men in turn.

Still, I prefer calling myself a feminist, eventhough I draw tits, asses and dicks. And I don't feel like I'd be tired of being an object.
Have you ever heard a song called: "Are you tired of being an object?" by the Ark? If you haven't, you really should listen it.

Ps. I know that I've got too many subjects and too little about each in one update, but I just wanted to gag it all out in one. Sorry if I ended up with a mess.

Babble babble, bitch bitch

First I must apologize, this post will be just random babble without anything that would interest you. But I just have to write it down to get it off my mind. I'm annoyingly obsessed person. With "have to"s. So to make that up for you, I'll add few photos in the end. Whether you are interested in or not.8D  If you ARE interested in, you are free to scroll down. Now.

So, guess what? I got sick again. Last week strated with 39C fever. It was gone with in few days and got replaced with annoying cough. So I spent the week doing nothing (read: reading, internet and loads and loads of sleep). And the mood kinda sticks. So I haven't started the project LR (limb restraint in case you've forgotten, if there is anyone out there). Haven't even thought about it.
Also, I'm hoping I'm able to move within next, hmmmm, six (?) months. I'm not too hopeful about it 'tou. I should work harder to find a flat. A job is the other option but since I've got friends who have been unemployed for a long long time I'm can't say I'd be too hopeful about that.

So what have I been up to then (besides job&flat hunting)? I've been cleaning. For your information, I hate cleaning. I'm not filthy person, but dusty yes and quite messy too. I wouldn't be that messy if I had a little less stuff. And that's what I've been working on for for months and months. It's a slow process since I've collected this amount of stuff during my lifetime.
Last summer I had the exactly same furniture and decorative items I've had for almost over 10 years. Yeah, you read that correctly. Some for longer time, some for a bit lesser. I had these huge, mahogany-coloured bookshelves that I bought with my dad longlong time ago, and a workingdesk that was bought at the same time.
I loved the shelves, but they were annoying when moving. AND, what's more important, they had eaten a h u g e amount of stuff that I didn't actually even need or want anymore.

I just had got used to that stuff.

So, when my ex, that was living almost next door, said that she was moving to another city and didn't have the room for the diningtable I had designed and our friend had made (he's graduated as carpenter) things started rolling. It didn't come to anyanyany question that it would be sold or given away. As I love huge, large furniture, it just so happened to be that it was almost the same size as my old table that was about to fall apart anyways. So, the diningtable of my dreams moved to live with me. And then I started to dream about getting rid of the shelves too. It started this prjoect I've been doing during the winter.
I've managed to get rid of huge pile of stuff. Still a lot to go trough though. But I'm woring on it.

My biggest problem is, that when I get an idea, ANY idea. I have to do it. Immidiately. So, I've known for a long time that my storage room downstairs needed to be cleaned too. And few days ago I made up my mind, the time is now.

So yesterday, instead of doing it, I started to avoid it (and that's the second problem, avoiding fullfilling the boring ideas you just have to do). Instead I ended up trying to relocate my furniture. It didn't work out. So I put everything back to their places. BUT I did manage to clean the floor (vacuuming AND washing,  I just don't do that) and organize my coffee table which I hardly ever do either.

But, no matter how hard you try to avoid the stuff you want to do, you have to do it in the end. So today I spent going trough some boxes of stuff, five full ones turned into two. Not bad. For a start. There are still quite many more to go trough. But first I need to make myself to drag those to a local trift store. It's not that far away, a kilometer or so, but I tend to forget what I was going to do when I'm going to do it. It wouldn't be the first time when I go out to take something to somewhere and realize halfway that I had forgotten, what ever I was going to take, home.

Hopefully, at some point, I'll be a person with less random & useless stuff and more that I really need and want to own.

(Btw, do you know anyone around here who would want to buy an old piano?)

And here are the photos:

"Human, you may leave now. At least one of us must work!" she said nodding above my colouring pencils, being as approbative about those as a dachshund can be. She would have created art, larger than life, if she only had thumbs. But because she doesn't, she ended up on the floor and I kept on using pencils myself.

When you look up, up, up you see blue sky and can almost imagine snow has melted enough for me to use more narrow (?) heels.<:

I had to take a selfie the day when I went to sign under a citizens' initiative about equal rights to marriage no matter what your sexual orientation is. And I'm so sorry if I got that wordmons wrong.>: Feel free to correct of ask more of what I thinkt I wrote there.8D

Almost no ice at all! And don't get me wrong, I love winter too. I just feel like I could have use for a spring now.

Today I woke up when a mailman brought a letter from my schoolmate. It had this note saying "Surpriseeeee" and some evil laughter after that. Few days earlier she had asked for the adress of our other friend to send her a surprise. I had no clue that i was going to get one too.<3

So, this evening most of the puffy stickers ended up decorating my iPod and cell. And now they look like a 5-year-old kid would own them. Purrrfect. And one of the best parts was that she had sent that to me using a stamp with Krista Kosonen, who is an amazing Finnish actor (I know, I sould say actress) and well, hot too.



SO, that's for todays pointless post. I hope the next one will have more interesting content. Btw, how do I end the caption and get back to "normal writing"? !PLEH I NEED !PLEH

Josko suomea välillä and in English in the end

Eli tasapainoilen tässä ongelman 'suomi vai englanti' kanssa. Toisaalta houkuttaisi kirjoittaa englanniksi. Saisi harjoiteltua kieltä. Toisaalta suomenkieli on ihana ja yhtälailla sitäkin pitää käyttää jotta oppii paremmaksi. Ja huolettaa jääkö teksti latteaksi jos kirjoittaa vieraalla kielellä. Ja jos ei kirjoita, niin jääkö hienoja tuttavuuksia solmimatta.

Valintoja, valintoja. Minä en osaa tehdä ratkaisuja. Joten luultavasti tulen tasapainoilemaan tämän ongelman kanssa hamaan hautaan saakka.

Mistä pääsenkin seuraavaan ongelmaan (eli päätöksiin). Ostin viime viikolla Facebookin Goottikirppikseltä kassillisen lepositeitä. Hain ne tänään postista. Haaveissa olisi tehdä ainakin yhdestä vyötärökaitale hameeseen ja muutamasta osasta jotain harnessin ja bustierin väliltä. En ole vielä ehtinyt ajatella asiaa kovin pitkälle. En halunnut tehdä suuria suunnitelmia ennenkuin saisin osat käsiini ja näkisin mihin niistä oikeasti on ja tänään tosiaan vasta hain ne.

Mallailin vähän kappaleita peilin edessä, mutta päätin etten lyö mitään ideaa vielä lukkoon vaan nukun yön yli ja sovittelen useampana päivänä osia eri tavoilla, jotta löytyy se paras käyttö kullekin kappaleelle. Sen verran tuhtia tavaraa nuo lepositeet, että muotolaskoksia ei kannata edes haaveilla ilman purkamista ja jostain syystä tahtoisin käyttää ne mieluummin sellaisenaan, kuin lähteä purkamaan paloiksi. Houkuttaisi myös säilyttää ja käyttää hyväksi alkuperäiset tarrakiinnitykset. Tutkailen huomenna onko leparit tikattu miten ja saako niistä purettua ns pehmustevuorta, joka on jotain tympeää keinokuitua, irti ilman että ulkonäkö kärsii.

Oman haasteensa tuo myös siteiden väri joka on suhteellisen täyteläinen ja lämmin tummahko suklaanruskea. En ole käyttänyt ruskean mitään sävyä vaatteissa sitten kahdeksannen luokan jos ei lasketa mukaan nahkakenkiä ja turkkeja. Toisaalta siteiden sävy on sellainen jota en ole käyttänyt koskaan. Peruskoulussa, tuolla pahamaineisella kasiluokalla, paletti oli enemmän beigen ympärillä pyörivä.

Asuntoni valaistuksesta johtuen en edes yritä ottaa tänään kuvia siteistä. Niiden väri ei kuitenkaan tallentuisi oikein eikä suorasalamalla räiskiminen houkuta muutenkaan koskaan.
Kokeilen huomenna päivällä kuvailla niitä ja laittaa vaikka paperille luonnosta siitä mitä suunnittelin niistä tekeväni. Tosin ehkä. Heikko ehkä koska vihaan skanneriani ja *blablabla*

Palaillaan!

And (almost) same in english.

I've got quite a lot difficulties with deciding whether to write in Finnish or English. As Finnish is my mother tongue and my English is anything but fluent it is haaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrd. If I decide to write in English I fear that I end up sounding insipid and if I decide to go on with Finnish I might not get in touch with all the great personalities I could when writing in English.

So probably in the end I write with both languages and cofuse everybody, including me. I can't make decicions.

Which leads me to the original subject I had in my mind today. Last week (while I was in flue and had quite high fever too) I bought from one Facebook flea market a pile of old limb restraints for my future DIY projects. I wasn't sure, when I bought them, what I was going to end up making of them since I didn't know for sure what they'd be like. Today I picked them from a post office.

I "tried them on" in front of the mirror earlier today and it seems that I'm going to make at least one skirt using one of the l(imb) r(estraint)s for the waist and few lrs for a harness/bustier-like piece. Although I have thought of making "just" a shirt instead of a harness. That way it would be more usable for me since I don't own  brown clothes.
 The colour of lrs brings new kind of problems for me. I wouldn't want to dye them 'cause the colour is beautiful, deep and warm darkish chocolate.
Then again only brown things I own are few pairs of shoes and my fur coats. I haven't used any brown things after eight grade. Although back then I used mostly beige etc, so this is completely new shade for me.  Anyways, I'm quite sure I won't dye them. I'll just make few pieces that can be used as clothes.

WHICH leads me to a new problem: the material is quite thick and the lining is something horrible soft-ish synthetic fiber. But then again I wouldn't want to end up unstitching it totally. I'll have to check it better tomorrow.

Because of the amount of light in my flat I didn't want to take crappy photos today, so I'll try tomorrow in the daylight. Maybe I'll include few scetches of my ideas too. Weak maybe 'cause my scanner is annoying to use and *whinewhinewhine*

So, I'll be back!