Plastic makes Fantastic

May 2006 - onion bulb major fugly nose LOL

November 2006 - Singapore - slutting in German guy's room LOL

September 28, 2007 - 4 days after olfactory destruction LOL

October 10, 2007 - 1 PM - Olfactory PERFECTION?????

We have heard about the skewed noses, the dangling lips, the puffiness at the facial angles and worse, blood vessels rapturing and implants rapturing and breaking....sigh....yes this is in fact the wonderful world of aesthetic plastic surgery...

I have had a two rhinoplasties (nose augmentation), chin augmentation, and fat grafting to cheeks. So I am not a stranger to cosmetic procedures...

Even though people discourage me from doing such procedures anymore the main driving force that causes me to trust myself and not them is that I cannot stomach complacency and stagnation. In every river of progress there are smaller streams to tackle to better and speed up the transfer of the waters. In the same way, improvement is essential for me, the achievement of perfection is at the back of the mind but it is not an insane obsession. The key word is stepping one notch up and not taking a step back when the challenge for development arises...

The last cosmetic procedure I have had was just a couple of weeks ago in Bangkok and I have to say it is the most challenging because I was away from home....alone....and did not have much access to the amenities like good cable TV, decent internet connection, the convenience of food cooked inhouse, a bathtub, a line of men waiting outside my room LOL...bla bla bla...

I had my second rhinoplasty to correct the previous one. And now two weeks and three days postop I am happy with it! And to think this part of my body is still healing and will look very good at two months, won't settle into its final look in six months to one year is very encouraging for me! It is one of my better business decisions!!! And the best surgery so far! And not too traumatic too!

Hopefully I will not have to reach that point where there is a need to look like Dolly Parton, or Barbie Doll or even Cher LOL

Doors

When the world closes one door...it opens another...

I am about to open a new door now...this one will be more into the more personal aspects of my life...as well as broadening my horizons on the range of topics I tackle....

I shall talk about men, sex, views, criticisms and affirmations of certain phenomena in life...realities that are part and parcel of our existence....

Forgive me for in this new chapter I shall exercise verbal diarrhea to the fullest...which means i may eviscerate people in public but that is not without true cause..there is always likely something to be extremely negative about what they do or what they symbolise....

But this chrysallical morphing is a two pronged fork too. In the same way that I will dissect people I will also affirm, praise and congratulate individuals who deserve my positive judgement....I will embrace them and assume they are the best until proven wrong LOL

but the insanity goes on and the variety and the shiteous marketing schemes, shameless self-promotion, political maneuverings, unrestricted criticisms, Machiavellian machinations LOL, verbally challenging musings, male ego strokings, photographic flooding and tactless ponderings.....

if there is any way to describe it...let's just say.....

She is flexing her muscle, sharpening her claws to exercise her Poetic Freedom to the max LOL

Vanity, Vanity, Vanity

My different looks for this season....

Vanity vanity vanity hahahaha I don't even know what to say when I saw this finished product but...I guess my MS Paint photo-cropping skills are more than average now hehehehe...anyway I'm off to Hongkong you guys...Enjoy the mess of a collage, take care of your health, live life like a KING...and most of all...WORSHIP ME, KISS ME, LOVE ME, SHOWER ME WITH YOUR UNDYING BANAL DEVOTION...hhahahahahahahah kissessssssssss

The Other Side of Midnight.........

Is this the stuff Sidney Sheldon novels are made of? I have to say....WOW!!!!

Ioannina, Greece......

(PS thank you to this site for the photos!!!!)

http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=ioannina&w=66391023%40N00

Tatiana Gutsu....

do these photos remind you of .....

or....

(Note: thanks to www.madonna.cz and http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Base/2632/Tatiana/pictures.html for the photos below mine)

Trivia:

Gymnast Tatiana Gutsu is the greatest gymnast for me...simply because in a time of great political turmoil in the USSR, economic uncertainty among the athletes of the Unified Team in the 1992 Olympics AND most of all...Shannon Miller, Kim Zmeskal and Svetlana Bouginskaya (all the top gymnasts of her time) she rose to the occasion by winning narrowly the All Around Gymnastics Gold in the 1992 women's competition. This was to be an unexpected outcome for her and the last time when the republics of the ex Soviet Union competed under one flag and dominated the Olympics....now I find it distasteful that the Olympics lack the political rivalry that so dominated the last couple of decades before the 90's period...)

fluid memories...

Water is both a symbol of rage and tranquility..

The tumbling gallons of H2O against the rocks in tumultuous river rapids is a sign that it is an indomitable force of nature. It is a phenomenon that warrants attention. One plunge into this lethal cascade and you either live with wounds and gashes all over your body or die with blinding speed. That is the volcanic side of water.

The other side of the coin interests me more. It can also be a symbol of smooth, indescribable accord. I love to sit and look for hours at the gradual flow of beautiful, clear streams. I don't know why. Probably there is some deepseated spark left from a childhood memory of a television ad for an electric fan where the latter parts of the advert featured tiny beautiful fishes swimming among unidentified vegetation in a smooth, shallow yet moving pool. It is still one of the most gorgeous visions in my mind, one which I cannot seem to take out even with the number of products from the apothecary which diminish the brain's memory seat to a pulp. It probably is meant to remain in that lesion of my cerebrum...

Anyway we are digressing from the main point so let us refocus. The fluid motion of a shallow stream really captures me in an imaginatively eviscerating spell. Staring eternally into such a spectacle is anodyne for weary me. Perhaps it is the juxtaposition of the peace and natural spontaneity of the liquid bliss AGAINST the turmoil, and indelible unrest of my retarded mind which magnetize both entities? Or maybe my interest in the flora and fauna found in its abode? I think it is a combination of both PLUS the fantastical thought that I could become as minute as the seen and unseen bioligical species in the brook. To swim, play, feed with them? And live a life of ease, placid comfort and eternal exploration? Ahh now my addiction to Enid Blyton tales is making me rant incoherently again!

If only life is as easy as a brook in a cavernous forest, I would trade all I have for such an opportunity! But I know I am being irrational. Water has two sides to it just as life has two aspects to it. I know I cannot take life for its good side only. I must also live its bitter side. There will never be a perfect "freshwater stream ad" of a life. I know there are dangerous torrents to tackle if I want to realize the beauty of living. But for one moment I have recaptured a most crystalline memory of my childhood by writing about that notoriously unforgettable yet forgettable "electric fan commercial." And I am ecstatic I found the memory!null

new VIP's!!!!

Congratulations to my New VIP members!!!

My VIP group is alive and running already! This is a special premium group for guys who have donated a little something to the winklergirl blogspot cause. I have just added two members and am about to add more so please feel free to email me on how to join it. There is nothing special inside the yahoo group really. It's the perks that the members receive in their email inboxes which is the ultimate bonus to being a VIP member.

Take care and Thank you Mr. John, Matt and Donny!!!!

mates and blokes!!

In my sojourns I made a silly yet interesting survey and what a bunch of crap it produced and made me come to no tangible conclusion at all! LOL

I asked British guys what they think of their Australian brethren and I asked the Australian guys what they think of their British kumpadres LOL

silly isn't it but here is what came out:

1. One British guy said that Australians are not serious LOL.
2. One Aussie guy said that when the British tell me something they do not really mean it LOL
3. Another British guy told me Australians drink too much.
4. Some Aussie guy told me the British are superficial LOL
5. One British guy said Australians talk a lot of bullshit LOL.
6. Another Aussie told me the British are not fashionably adventurous LOL
Hahahahahahaahahahahahah! British, Aussies...They're all the same....Men men men...they shall be the ruination of me LOL

Those were what I pieced out from the conversations with them and it is hilariously funny to hear them say something about each other but what the hell I LOVE THEM ALL...yes, both races (if ever there really is a difference to begin with anyway) ...LOL

Now mates, I saw a divine pink nightgown in a lovely shop in......errrrrrrrrrrr................

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAA