I will take all the memories home with me

So this is it, the last blog from LA for a considerable period of time at least, if ever again. I know, I could come back again, and may even need to come back again sooner than that, but being practical, I have many other places to see, some for the first time, some for repeat visits, so its going to be a while, if ever again. And yes, at my age, with the distance involved, and I’m sure the deterioration of my physical health, which is far from perfect even now, I’m sure I wont be able to do as much then, as I can now, anyway. I’m already suspecting that delights like walking up the long hill at Forest Lawn might be beyond me by then at least, but we will see.

To be fair, if you’d told me back in October ’15, that my next holiday would be back here, I would have laughed at you, but its happened. I guess I just wanted to show this city that I’d battled through everything that life had thrown at me, and got here again. But now thats done…?

In some ways today has been a light day, I havent actually left Hollywood. However, I spent a lot of the day on my feet, walking, so maybe not as light as all that? It was actually interesting going on a guided walking tour of Hollywood, where I knew the guide! I know, end of holiday, but in truth, it didnt matter, as I got to visit lots of old buildings that I’d never have got into myself. Oh fine, the one that amused me the most, has to be Musso and Frank’s! Yes, I finally got to go in there, if only for coffee, but at least I now know what it actually looks like from the inside. Of course, for works of fiction, thats a mere technicality, but at least I’ve made it there now. Yes, its every bit as impressive as I’d been led to believe. So if I ever want to use it in a story again lol…?

The other thing I’d already decided was where my last big meal in town would be, and though its not bargain basement, its cheaper than that legendary place. So I settled for the 50’s feel of Mels Diner, for one last time. After that, a couple of final, final goodbyes, at the star, and prints of Jean Harlow, before heading back to base. I do wish there was a star to the uncredited chorus girls/bit part actresses of the world, but no, there isnt, so I just said goodbye to Clara Johnson generally, as I turned off the Boulevard for the last time, on foot at least.

What can I say? You can take a woman out of Yorkshire, but you cant take Yorkshire out of a woman? Yes, I stopped off at a gorgeous, quirky, vintage clothing store on the way back, and saw the most gorgeous, silver flapper dress, really looked the part. Had my size too, but I didnt get it. Why? Because I cant justify spending $65 (plus tax, I’m sure) on a dress I have no idea when, or where I would ever wear it. So yes, I know I’ll regret it, but it stayed in the shop. I could get it in the morning (shop opens at 11, I have to be ready to go at 12.30, and its about 5 minutes walk), but I know I wont.

The only walk I’m planning at present to do in the morning, is a short trip around the block, so that I can walk a little way up Beachwood Drive, looking at the Hollywood sign, one more time. No, I’m not going as far as Verbena though, thats far too far for the short period of time I have left ‘in the sun’ of LA.

Yes, thats it for here. Pretty sure you’ll have to wait until Monday for the next blog, I’ll have too much catching up to do on Sunday for that.

The video. I’m surprised I havent used this Elaine Paige classic before, but seemingly I havent (well, on 1 blog at least), so lets use it now

Going back to my youth?

It does seem to me that most decades have had some great fashion moments, but equally, some shocking ones too. There would however be a reasonable case for saying that the 70’s only had the shocking ones. There probably were some nice fashion styles in that era, I just cant remember any!

Oh fine, I’m not proud to say I remember the whole Bay City Rollers tartan look thing, and I certainly remember the, err, spectacular looks of glam rock, for both women, and men! Some were worse than others, but most werent good! No, punk rock was never terribly my scene, so fine, lets ignore that, shall we?

But fine, the tight, revealing outfits, and the platform boots, so beloved of that era, oh fine, I remember those! Thankfully, or otherwise, as I was at school during the height of the glam rock era, I missed out on most of that. Not entirely, but thankfully, cover bands werent filmed back then, unlike today in these You Tube days! So, no, you cant see me strutting my stuff lol! 😛

But fine, put Middle Of The Road in a You Tube search, and just maybe…? Oh fine, the Abba look wasnt a lot better! Mind, I suspect many people found the flapper look shocking in the 1920’s, even many younger people lol!

OK, all the same, when I look back on that era, even now, it was fun to live through though!

Right, talking of shocking 70’s looks, brings us to tonight’s video! Yes, this is 70’s kitsch at its worst, in all truth. But if you take it as a look back on fashion history, and put a few fingers over your eyes, its quite funny to watch. And yes, people really did wear clothing like this back then!

What they’re forgetting is, this is 1922

I know, I know, its actually nearly 100 years on from that landmark, but you’ve guessed this blog is going back to the Flapper era, havent you? And if you havent, why not? Yes, this event appeared in my mail box this morning.

http://www.flyingscotsman.org.uk/events/lates-roaring-20s/

I know, and free too! Unfortunately for this poor, broke flapper girl, it costs a bit too much to get there, and back, especially as I would get back to Huddersfield after the buses had stopped for the night. And no, at the end of April, I am not walking up from town, wearing a flapper dress, and heels, at my age! I could get a taxi, but that all adds to the cost, and its all money I havent got! About £40 ($60) at a rough guess, there, or thereabouts, even being a good girl at the party, and not spending too much. Add in that I’d probably want to get my hair done 20’s style, and fine, its not going to happen. But yes, it would be fun. Only blessing is, because its free, I can keep it on my list, as a maybe, until its too late anyway!

Unless some “Mr Hearst” (or indeed Ms Hearst) wants to take, or treat this poor little “Marion Davies” to the party, and then…

Funnily enough, this time last year, I was getting ready to party in the past, too. An era slightly more recent, and somewhere a lot warmer than here! Yes, a year ago tomorrow, I first went to Hollywood for 10 days, in a hotel. Of course, I’ve since had 4 weeks in an apartment, but back then, a hopelessly excited lady was getting ready for her dream trip. And on that first Saturday, I headed to the Egyptian Theatre, for the most amazing 40’s night. It was a wonderful present, from 2 dear American friends, and I had a wonderful time. The only less wonderful thing? I ended up walking back to my hotel afterwards, in high heels, nearly a mile! I had never done that before, and hopefully never again. I can do it, but my knees truly hate it, so…

Of course, if you’d told me back then that finding a job, after getting back, would be nearly as hard as during the Depression, for a Flapper, I might not have been so excited about it all. But back in those glorious days…

Oh, one last thing, given the last post here was about LA, and the last post on the other blog was about special friends…One dear friend, who I met through Facebook, and who was responsible for one of my real delights of the October trip, the visit to The Magic Castle, posted this on my timeline, when she saw my praise for Mr Scully

I miss you, beautiful.

Ignoring all comments about me, and being beautiful, and needing glasses, you have no idea how wonderful that remark was, Eden. Yes, believe me, I’d rather be there too, at the moment.

Fine, the video. You can guess the song, surely? Not Julie Andrews, though, but Sutton Foster, who played the role on Broadway, I gather. PS, the music only lasts 4 minutes, not as long as it looks!

From the underworld

And yes, the title is purely for the video, one of those incredible songs from the 60’s that never got the credit it deserved.

Jean Harlow passed on from this world in 1937, before colour films were generally being made. Therefore most pictures of her, are only in black and white. The thing is, there are artistic geniuses who have the talents, and skills to colourise these pictures, and bring a whole new look to a modern audience. What we truly cannot know is, if the colours are correct of course, but thats a minor concern.

Today, as a birthday delight, not only did I get the gift of one such picture from a wonderful friend, Kris, this one

jean harlow coloured 2

and there is also a guy on Facebook, under the guise of Colorised Hollywood, who does lots of these images, but chose today, my birthday, to post one of Jean Harlow, while not knowing the significance of doing so

jean harlow coloured

I love both of them, it has to be said! Thanks so much, both of you. Hopefully on Tuesday, I will look even more like her, after my hair is restyled, though I’m sure I will never be as beautiful as her, despite the lookalike comments.

So, despite being long departed, colour images of Jean Harlow still appear, if not strictly from the underworld. Which leads me to that video

The other main news of the day, I wore the pink flapper dress out in public tonight, albeit it with hose, as firstly its too cold out there not to, and secondly, its above the knees, and my knees shouldnt be seen in public! But it was fun, and lovely to wear it again, all the same.

Diary of a hypno model

A brief (well, relatively brief) look at what happened yesterday, the build up, and after. Some of it serious, some of it, slightly more light hearted, you decide which!

Thursday

Well, thats it all settled now, losing control of my mind for a few hours tomorrow. I know whats been agreed on, and hypnosis can only make you do what you want to do, but…Given my robot fantasies in the past, would it really be that hard to keep me in that mechanised state? Bit late to worry about that now, girl, and I never back out of things, so…
Pack bag with a few outfits, one silver set, a couple of 20’s look things too, as that is something else to greatly look forward to. Oh, and a pair of heels, darlings, an absolute must!

Friday morning, first thing

Breakfast. Nothing out of the ordinary, its not like a condemned persons final meal, I will be becoming myself again at the end of the session, after all. And unless Lex has developed the first robotisation chamber, or a time travel machine (flapper in 1920’s), I should be fine. He hasnt told me of either, but he wouldnt, would he? 😉

Train journeys, pretty much straightforward, quite a surprise with Trans Pennine to be honest, that was my main concern of the day, getting to Manchester in time for the connection. We were a couple of minutes late arriving, but nothing to worry about. Train to Chester also arrives a few minutes late, nice to see Arriva Wales are that way inclined too.

Meet up with Lex, get taken to his place, and plied with coffee. Seriously, he thinks he can put me to sleep after 2 cups of coffee, he must be good. Oh fine, in time we get down to business, and what do you know, he could put me to sleep (strictly in trance) very easily, despite said caffeine. I know, I didnt want to resist, but…

I would say its fascinating being a mindless robot, but given that in that state, you cant really think, I’m not sure how strictly true that conclusion is? Kind of blissful, I guess, though some might see it strange as just obeying commands, and not able to do anything about it. oh, I’m pretty sure he made me forget my human name, but a robot wouldnt want to remember that anyway! No robot designation given, but I think thats because we both know nowadays, there’s someone else I’d rather be long term, the sweet, but sassy flapper!

So, my mind gets introduced to my new ‘temporary’ self, Mary Lou, said flapper, aged 22! She’s great fun! Saucy, sexy, and out to have a good time, while she’s allowed to. I know there was a condition put in, so she wouldnt panic at all the modern surroundings, but I cant remember the details (or I’m not allowed to, one or the other). Talk about turning me into a sex kitten, I was amazed myself! She’s not good at alcohol though (coloured water, actually), and gets a bit giggly when she starts drinking wine.

After that, I remember a session as a fembot sales girl, where I started off thinking I was a human, selling them, but am then led to believe that I might be one too! Dont think I sold myself anyway, lol! Then a purring, sexy Domme, with her hypnotic pendant, now that was fun! Clearly out of order, couldnt get Lex under my control! Beyond getting him to leave me as Mary Lou, I’m not sure what orders I would have given him though!

Then back to the sassy, Mary Lou for a while, until my tummy rumbled too loudly at least, and ‘she’ was asked if she was getting hungry. She was! So soon after that, things were brought to a climax, and I was returned back to normal, though only after a trigger to leave Mary Lou in charge for the rest of the day (with the same no freaking out about modern day things) was set up. To be honest, I’m only sorry to see her go after last night, she was such fun to be!

It made the train journey back quite interesting, a whole new perspective on things to be honest, looking at it through ‘her’ eyes at least. TPE finished the day off, by sitting outside Huddersfield station for about 15 minutes, before finally going into the station, not everything could be perfect after all.

I was torn last night. Whether it was the time in trance that did it, or the travelling, or both, but I felt tired. I didnt want to lose her, but about 11.00 I gave up the battle, and went to bed.

Saturday

Whatever it was, I slept like a log, a rare event for me. Sadly, when I did wake up, Mary Lou was gone, back to the old me again, ah well…Somehow I suspect that at some point, I’m going to have to get Lex to put her back in my mind as a trigger, even if as a controllable one, with me in charge! Shame, as she might feel quite at home dressed 20’s style tonight when I go out for dinner, for Nicole’s birthday. May, or may not wear the flapper dress, as I call it, its a bit short anyway, even more so for mid January! We will see.

So, in review

It was a wonderful, and fun day, and I’m really, really glad I did it, so many thanks to Lex, for letting me fulfil 2 big time fantasies, both robot, and flapper girl. For the future, I’d pick the flapper girl every time. I’m very glad I discovered what life as a robot is like, but the flapper thing is so much more fun, and far more me, nowadays too.

In case anyone was wondering, yes, it was filmed, and yes, I will be getting a copy, might have more idea of everything that went on when I watch it! He does normally sell his films, but those models are younger, and remove a few more clothes than I was ever going to! He has got permission to use it if he wants to, but I suspect the market for someone like me is a lot more limited. If however, you want to see me hypnotised, and obedient, then maybe you should let us know!

The video, something else entirely. I didnt mention, Lex has got a cute puppy called Honey, who even a cat person like me could adore. So given I’ve used up a good number of 20’s videos already, lets go with this

Life in a different decade

Going back 7 months or so ago, I mentioned the idea of being hypnotised to think I was in/from the 1920’s, here https://robotunit8.wordpress.com/2013/06/30/if-i-could-turn-back-time/ and this week I again tossed the idea forward to Lex, for Friday as an idea, and seemingly, he quite liked it.

I certainly would find it interesting if it happened, got mentioned as an idea of a 20’s girl trying to get by in current times, rather than sending me back to then (easier to do, I suspect), and see how she coped. I have no idea whether he actually plans to do it or not, I suspect most things are remaining a secret from me until they happen on Friday, somehow?

I also mentioned the idea of said ‘flapper girl’ having to get herself home, but I suspect the main snag with that, is bringing me back to the current day, if we did that? But as I say, I suspect I will only find out when it happens! Slightly more practical than a mindless robot getting herself home, thats for sure! But a 20’s girl, coping with now, hmm, wonder what she’d make of all those people using mobile phones!

As things stand, in truth, I really dont know what it would be like. As crazy for her now, as it would be for me trying to live in the 20’s, I guess? If I find out, I’ll let you know, thats for sure.

Saturday night, I’ll be going out, Nicole’s birthday dinner. What I’ll wear, not quite sure? I would love to wear the flapper dress, but it is January, it is cold (though not as cold as some parts of the US were!), and the dress is short, above the knees, so not sure I fancy that. And unfortunately £3 leggings arent designed to be used very often! They are wearable, just, but…I suspect it will end up being one of the longer length dresses somehow, given the temperature…and my age! Mind, I think I have a pair of hose, that almost match, so… 😉

One thing is for sure, I’ll never truly know what life in the 1920’s was like, time travel isnt for real, only happens in fiction. And maybe in the mind too?

Every so often, by pure chance, I find a gem of a video, and song. This could well be one of them. I have no idea who Pennan Brae is, but I love his taste

A few pictures from today

Well, I’ll warn you now, if you’re looking for 500 words of wisdom, wait for the next blog. A bit like a Trans Pennine Express train, it will arrive, err, sometime soon! I could jokingly say that today, and tomorrow are the only days in the year that their trains aren’t late, and thats because there arent any! On the other hand, if you want a picture of ‘the dress’ and a couple of other shots from today, you’re in the right place!

So getting started, at long last, here is a picture of that delicious pink, flapper style dress, complete with bared knees.

flapper dress 2

Next, a picture of a wonderful present, a necklace that is absolutely gorgeous, and fits in with the look

necklace close up

Yes, as you might quickly spot, this was taken before I changed, and I’m wearing a ‘most expensive’ grey/silver dress, which is lovely to look at, and equally nice to wear. I’m kidding about the cost, its one of my charity shop specials, and did not cost a fortune! A full length shot of it next

full length grey dress

My thanks to Nicole Woodhouse for taking the photos for me.

So thats it, I hope it was worth the wait?

I’ve had a lovely day, but yes, thats it for me, back to work tomorrow!

The video, probably the one Christmas song I havent heard this year, and I have no idea why?