Archive for February, 2010

One day at STYLEPLANET

February 28, 2010

One day at STYLEPLANET

It’s been quite a while since I visited Andie in his shop, StylePlanet. My heart was like an unbridal stallion further making me realize that the old U-bahn seemed to chug along like a grandma snail. I must have flown out Goetheplatz as it took almost no time at all to get to Styleplanet. On my way there, I found a new SM bar called the "Kinky bar". It looked good from the outside. 


When I got to Styleplanet, Andie looked the same as I last left him. I could have sworn that this was the same shirt and jeans he wore two years ago on this same date. Andie was his usual self, super busy with making sure people look super in their chosen gummy & leder.

Andie started his Cappucino machine. The man is extremely particular about his coffee. I had no problems making myself at home. I wish my gurlfriends in Singapore could meet Andie. He’s a gem in a million. Easy going and of course dangerously good looking. While Andie fastidiously tend to the never ending stream of customers, I chose about two dozen outfits. Time evaporated like ether. Andie finally inspected my selection. He asked me to put them on grumbled "sehen aus wie eine alte Jungfer" or was it "Kleidung der alten Jungfer". He refused to sell me any of the things, I had chosen. We discussed the look that I wanted over a few rounds of fantastic tasting coffee. Andie ran around his shop like a fashion Flash grabbing things here and there. All I saw was a blurred image of the fashionista putting things on the dresser and the doppler effect of "Verschleiß dieser … Verschleiß dieser…dieser…". I trusted him implicitly as his outfit won me the best dressed competition in Shanghai’s biggest halloween party held in Shanghai Studio.

More cappucinos and much hard work of dressing up, I chose some amazing outfit. Some are on order for my next visit.  I can’t wait to wear this to some SM events & private plays.

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When in Germany, nicht Deutsch sprechen

February 28, 2010

When in Germany, nicht Deutsch sprechen

Munchen’s weather had been unkind to me the whole week, cold rain in the night and I am stuck in meetings during the day. After a few nights of that crappy routine, I decided to brave the elements and go to KittyKat. In the past, the club was opened on Friday. I called Helmut on his mobile and spoke to him in my broken German. I thought heard him say Freitag when in fact he said Partei am Samstag. Still dazed from my hectic two weeks, I guess I heard what I wanted to hear. I got out my PVC and went to Domakstrasse 33 at Schwabing. I had a bad feel of how things were going to be for the night when the cab driver couldn’t find the entrance. The normal entrance was blocked off by bank of pebbles. After twenty minutes on the walkie talkie, the cabbie finally found the obscure entrance. God blessed this young blonde man, not only did he not charge me the extra time but he even gave me a discount. :-O After he dropped me off, I went up to the the entrance only to find the dreaded five words: "CLOSE / SCHLIEßEN". Drat, I am in a middle of an abandoned factory campus, wearing 6 inch stilleto boots and with at least 3 km to the main road. I took some photos and when I thought things can’t get worse, old man winter decided to take a piss. I wondered in the dark for an eternity stumbling across my only souvenir for being there: "M XW7063".

Was I glad when I finally flagged down a cab on the main road. The elderly cab driver was …er hemm… extremely interested in giving me more than a cab ride. I decided to my favorite haunt in Munchen called MYLORD bar. The cold night was warmed up by the exchanges with the cab driver where I mostly uttered: "nein","nein", "nein danke", "vielleicht das nächste Mal","I Sitzung am Freunde"."vielleicht das nächste Mal", "nien, nein, danke." Oh my lord, the bar looked abandoned and desolated. I guess the downturn had been brutal. So at the end, my Freitag abend is: Scheisse!!

One day at STYLEPLANET

February 28, 2010

One day at STYLEPLANET

It’s been quite a while since I visited Andie in his shop, StylePlanet. My heart was like an unbridal stallion further making me realize that the old U-bahn seemed to chug along like a grandma snail. I must have flown out Goetheplatz as it took almost no time at all to get to Styleplanet. On my way there, I found a new SM bar called the “Kinky bar”. It looked good from the outside. 


When I got to Styleplanet, Andie looked the same as I last left him. I could have sworn that this was the same shirt and jeans he wore two years ago on this same date. Andie was his usual self, super busy with making sure people look super in their chosen gummy & leder.

Andie started his Cappucino machine. The man is extremely particular about his coffee. I had no problems making myself at home. I wish my gurlfriends in Singapore could meet Andie. He’s a gem in a million. Easy going and of course dangerously good looking. While Andie fastidiously tend to the never ending stream of customers, I chose about two dozen outfits. Time evaporated like ether. Andie finally inspected my selection. He asked me to put them on grumbled “sehen aus wie eine alte Jungfer” or was it “Kleidung der alten Jungfer”. He refused to sell me any of the things, I had chosen. We discussed the look that I wanted over a few rounds of fantastic tasting coffee. Andie ran around his shop like a fashion Flash grabbing things here and there. All I saw was a blurred image of the fashionista putting things on the dresser and the doppler effect of “Verschleiß dieser … Verschleiß dieser…dieser…”. I trusted him implicitly as his outfit won me the best dressed competition in Shanghai’s biggest halloween party held in Shanghai Studio.

More cappucinos and much hard work of dressing up, I chose some amazing outfit. Some are on order for my next visit.  I can’t wait to wear this to some SM events & private plays.

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When in Germany, nicht Deutsch sprechen

February 28, 2010

When in Germany, nicht Deutsch sprechen

Munchen’s weather had been unkind to me the whole week, cold rain in the night and I am stuck in meetings during the day. After a few nights of that crappy routine, I decided to brave the elements and go to KittyKat. In the past, the club was opened on Friday. I called Helmut on his mobile and spoke to him in my broken German. I thought heard him say Freitag when in fact he said Partei am Samstag. Still dazed from my hectic two weeks, I guess I heard what I wanted to hear. I got out my PVC and went to Domakstrasse 33 at Schwabing. I had a bad feel of how things were going to be for the night when the cab driver couldn’t find the entrance. The normal entrance was blocked off by bank of pebbles. After twenty minutes on the walkie talkie, the cabbie finally found the obscure entrance. God blessed this young blonde man, not only did he not charge me the extra time but he even gave me a discount. :-O After he dropped me off, I went up to the the entrance only to find the dreaded five words: “CLOSE / SCHLIEßEN”. Drat, I am in a middle of an abandoned factory campus, wearing 6 inch stilleto boots and with at least 3 km to the main road. I took some photos and when I thought things can’t get worse, old man winter decided to take a piss. I wondered in the dark for an eternity stumbling across my only souvenir for being there: “M XW7063”.

Was I glad when I finally flagged down a cab on the main road. The elderly cab driver was …er hemm… extremely interested in giving me more than a cab ride. I decided to my favorite haunt in Munchen called MYLORD bar. The cold night was warmed up by the exchanges with the cab driver where I mostly uttered: “nein”,”nein”, “nein danke”, “vielleicht das nächste Mal”,”I Sitzung am Freunde”.”vielleicht das nächste Mal”, “nien, nein, danke.” Oh my lord, the bar looked abandoned and desolated. I guess the downturn had been brutal. So at the end, my Freitag abend is: Scheisse!!

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