Ashley Blue

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Plane Crash Footage


BU!


Kitty is always in my way. That is her position.


I let her on the kitchen counters. She is a privileged puss.


He's always hungry. For everything.


It's weird with dogs. They can never get enough love, attention, food or shit.


He wants to constantly be right by my side.


Even if I ignore him and yell at him for accidentally stepping on his paw.


Kitty is bored before she even began.


Shoplifters of the World...Unite and Take Over!


Dave is the most wonderful man. He turned this dining room into an art room for ME!


We just got this framed and hung it up in the entry hallway this evening.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Arts


I've been making this new blog for all of my art. I just want to share it.
Here is my flicker page too.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Censorcide


I like it gross.


All that stuff that is censored, I seek out now.


Sexy used to be a posed illusion of make-up and angles.


Nudity is far better than any skimpy, contrived get-up.


I take Dave's advice on the cosmetics.


Which is that they are often too heavily applied.


He likes it when I'm just wearing my own spit.


His cum has just the right p.h. balance for my complexion too.


Not to mention all the fantastic elasticity it provides.


Nicorette and sperm bubbles really helped me kick the old tobacco habit.


My mouth is a much healthier place to deposit piss, ass and loads.


You know what I think? What is sexiest now and possibly forever?


Things that are gross and silly and ridiculous! Real and retarded is so hot right now.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Arctic Monkeys



I shot this bootleg video of the concert we went to tonight. It will probably get taken down soon, but I just wanted to share. This band is fucking GREAT. I love their sound and they look good too.

The Princess and the Pee


Dave and I put a modern twist on an old, classic, fairy tale tonight.


Asparagus is a great color to wear.


Bodily waste is forty percent undigested food.


We have healthy dinners at our house.


I think vegetables are so beautiful.


They make the pee smell great too.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Water Damage


The night was going so well.


Then firemen made us evacuate .


Some guy was driving too fast, hit a fire hydrant and it burst right outside our house.


Since we are in the hills, it is a high pressure hydrant. It sprayed thirty feet into the air and pounded our roof for an hour.


Not to mention the huge power lines that became dangerously crossed, causing the electricity to make a huge lightning bolt.


The firemen told us we are lucky that our entire roof didn't collapse.


We are lucky, I guess.

Billy Radcliffe


Tears of Joy made a surprise appearance on my face tonight.


Dave's only indulgences with salt involve my overactive ducts.


If I provide salt, he delivers the vinegar.


Whenever I have a couple glasses of wine, I want him to piss in my mouth.


It was extra special this time.


I actually gulped down TWO huge mouthfuls of his strong and bountiful urine.


I have never swallowed that much of his piss before. Or anyone's, for that matter. Not even Max Hardcore's.

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I love it, and I hate having to flush it. What a waste of waste!


My belly is full of a dinner of roasted beets, white Bordeaux and yellow pee.


Dave hates it when I'm covered in make-up. So, I'm not wearing any for his pleasure.


Just mascara and lip gloss. The Barely Legal allowances.


My mom used to tell me when I was little, that if I stuck my bottom lip out or left my mouth open too much, a bird would shit on it.


I got a haircut today.


My hairdresser is such a classy girl. She has a supreme talent for her art. I admire it.


Kitty admires the Supreme skate deck that Davey just bought. It is also a work of art.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Piernas Mundo


Here is the cover with Mary Jane on it. Looking good!


My layout is toward the back of the issue. Of course.


I am so proud of these photos Dave shot in our house.


I was ten pounds heavier but still, they look hot.


Maybe because I am so damn happy!


David makes me glow.


We collaborate well together.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Hikage


Kitty barges in on my butt vanity time.


We are both very demanding of Dave's camera.


I have the bigger asshole, so I win!


I bought this generic, cheap self tanner from Longs.


It's fucking rad, no streaking and no overpowering chemical smell.


And it's still really dark in there. Dave has banned the butt-hole bleaching in our home.


Dave looking cool and sexy on the street.


Panties and Kitty bring Dave much pleasure.


I love the Ginjo sake at Buddha's Belly.


I love this man who eats a giant bowl of noodles.


We just spent an hour and a half going up Runyon.


It was our surprise for our little Frenchman.


Bambu's first hike!


He was not very obedient on the leash. All the other dogs roamed free, but Dave and I are too paranoid to let our baby beast go wild.


Lucky Dog company makes the stylish Shepard Fairey tag that adorns our handsome boy.


He kept wanting to run down the side of the canyon. He's retarded.


This is Bambu's new friend, Seymore.


This is Rosie. I love those Brussells dogs. Everytime I see one I start squeeling inside and out.


Bambu gets a little rough with his pals. Sometimes it is embarassing to have to yank our little Frenchie off of the smaller ones. He plays like the fat kid on the playground.


Seymore is pretty tough though.


It was perfect weather to take out a French Bulldog today. If they get too hot, they can just drop dead.


Why is it so hard to not look right at the sun? I always forget.


Dave is such a caring and loving dad.


Best Hike Ever.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Elbow Deep


We just got back from their concert. They are really nice guys. I love that their logo is a fist.


I was pretty hungover this morning.


It was hard to swallow Dave's entire load.


It was huge, overflowing out of my mouth.


But I got it all. I didn't want to lose points for not swallowing.


Bambu is one of those underwear licking dogs. I forgot to pick them up, so he got to enjoy.


Kitty likes to be with us, on the bed, no matter what we are doing. Her love is unconditional.


Dave, the cat lover.


Our boy is fully housebroken. Not a single accident in months!


What the hell is that in his shit? Sometimes his turds won't come out so smoothly, because he eats my long hair off the floor. It gets caught in his ass and obstructs the path of defecation.


I made roasted red pepper tartines last night. The olive tapenade on them was made from scratch, by me as well. Topped with shaved parmesean and sage. So amazing!


Dave and I were fucked up when we had sex last night.


I drank three bottles of white wine with my cousin.


Dave didn't really drink but he took Ambien when he got into bed. He probably anticipated me passing out, not wanting to fuck.


Bless You!


Never, am I too wasted to lick ass!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Downward Facing Log


My first time showing work in an art show.


Dave: tallest and best looking man in any room


Great refreshments.


Brownie Butt


Peter has had perfect attendance when it comes to parties.


CHABAD!


I hope everyone pledged. I didn't, but I watched some.


This cat is extra feisty lately. Her long fur is growing back and she thinks she is really cool.


We've been staying up late, being creators.


I guess it's not fair keeping the dog up with me while I paint.


Kitty is fine with it. She remembers when I would stay up for days on coke. This is nothing compared to those days!

Friday, September 7, 2007

Turd Life


We bought this awesome skate video, for the brilliant title mainly.


Bambu loves to eat Kitty's poop. It's so delicious, he even tries to eat it again after he throws it up.


She finds it vile, yet flattering.


Dogs are pretty cool.


Mine is so sexy.


He is growing into such a good man. I am amazed by the way he can be trained to do what we tell him to. I'm so used to having cats that are buttholes and do whatever the fuck they want.


Bambu chewed up this stuffed cat.


It is his art.


I drew this with oil pastels. It definitely shows my distorted body image.


The pastels I used on this one fucking sucked. Don't buy the Blick brand, just because they're on sale. They were so chalky, that it made the flowers look violent. I was pissed though.


Birthday Vase


One of my gifts for Dave. It is a beautiful thing.


Don't forget to join us on Saturday night!


This is the info for my first art show with Dave. Both he and I have our work in this
one -night-only show. So please come. I'm so scared that my drawing will not be as good as everyone else's, but here goes...

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Labor of Love


Dave and I got to celebrate Labor Day with our friends.


I love it when the kids come over. They fill the whole house with adrenaline.


This is the classic Cynthia shot of her at party with a camera growing out of her hand.


Coop took all of these pictures with his fish eye lens. What an ingenious idea! I think it really emphasizes the "fun"


Carlos and Lillian came all dressed in white, from head to toe. They are an exceptionally stylish couple.


I love the way Cynthia dishes Eric Kroll's shit right back at him, in his face too.


Davey was the man on the grill. He successfully cooked all of our root vegetables and Peruvian chicken.


Lillian is so not the smoker.



Ed brought Flick and Munch, his two beautiful Chihuahuas.


By the time I got hold of this pineapple, I was pretty wasted. I think it was a gift from Gram and Marisol though. My memory is pretty spotty.


Lillian is so unique. She can pull off wearing a white Halloween costume and it looked so damn cute.


Truly great friends we have, helping out in the kitchen.


I carried this pineapple around for a long time.


Eric gave Dave this Mussolini apron as a souvenir from Italy. When he saw Cynthia wearing it he started saying, "He's always giving away all my gifts." Fucking Kroll.


She has great taste in clothes. Her dress was great. Sorry Eric, we didn't mean to upset you by borrowing the apron.


Lillian did not bring Baby, the oldest pug in the history of pug existence. Bambu missed him.


Dave was really sexy out there, I love watching him be all macho with the barbecue


Ed was the drink doctor.


Leaning into Lillian's breasts is something else. Unless you have done it, you can't actually know how it feels.


Kitty the Princessa


She had to get a little nail clipping before the kids came over to choke her.

Monday, September 3, 2007

Wonderwall


We had a quiet and elegant celebration today.


I got disgusting at the dog park.


This kitty is a creamy, swirly, sugar-free delight.


Dave loves my perfectly, small chest size.


We kicked off the weekend with a visit to James Tailoring (the best alterations on Sunset).


I brought these lilies home for means to inspire.


They showed up here in this oil pastel.


Then came the reinforcements. Led by the prolific leader...


The Creative Army General: Eric Kroll


I am still guilty of worshiping a false, but incredibly beautiful idol.


After trying to draw these fucking flowers, they have become monsters.


Impossible Assholes!


an o.k. photo, at best


"Today is going to be the day..."


On the way to the Hammer on Saturday.


It looks like there is a corkscrew up my ass, and still, Dave makes this beautiful.


Here is 37 at it's finest.


I like the way my body looks now.


This is the sexiest man in the WORLD!


Here is the one who lucked out.


I pretend to be that urinal, every chance I get.


Happy Birthday David!


I saved up to give you something really big...


My hairy bush! I know how much you like the '70's, so - get nostalgic on me, I love you!


Oh, and I'm on my period too! But you fucking love that.


38 Beauty


We looked at amazing art last year on Dave's birthday and this one too.


He loves art. It is in his blood.


We love eachother


more than art.


CHABAD


But we both agree that art is tremendously important


no matter what.


Dave has such classic taste in sunglasses.


I am so excited to know him this much more after a year together.


It is so silly that I used to be afraid of what he would think of me.


He absolutely loves me, and all of my faults melt away in his eyes.


I guess that makes things even.

CHABAD

Modern day Renoir, but in Focus


Because, I never saw any flaw in this MAN , to begin with anyway.



We are making a fun desert for tomorrow's guests.




A little labor day treat for some friends.


No chocolate for YOU BAMBU!