<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191</id><updated>2012-01-02T22:20:02.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skye Shelly</title><subtitle type='html'>aka Ms. Flirty Feet</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-1623109152763687022</id><published>2011-06-26T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T08:29:16.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr and Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just realized that I haven't posted here in a while. Six months. That's a long time. And it's not that I don't love you, because I do, and it's not that I haven't been up to anything, as I have been busier than usual. I just don't always have the time to stop and compose a post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been shooting more than ever - Coop, Mark Velasquez, Demetrius Gonzalez, Ed Fox, Victor Lightworship, Alejandra Guerrero....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a few weeks ago, I set up accounts on Twitter and Tumblr. It's quicker to post there. And I can do it from my iPhone - double bonus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow me... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://twitter.com/#!/Flirty_Feet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://flirtyfeet.tumblr.com/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to wet your whistle, here's a photo from a recent shoot with Ed Fox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sO1g9exDTEU/TgdPWO_GujI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KVFz7u0FfzM/s320/skye_shelly_red_socks_MG_4319-crop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622549903193848370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-1623109152763687022?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1623109152763687022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=1623109152763687022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/1623109152763687022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/1623109152763687022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2011/06/tumblr-and-twitter.html' title='Tumblr and Twitter'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sO1g9exDTEU/TgdPWO_GujI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KVFz7u0FfzM/s72-c/skye_shelly_red_socks_MG_4319-crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-5218047570947215750</id><published>2010-12-23T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:22:40.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna be in a book - and seriously, how cool is that?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, you all remember my shoot with &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/demetriusgonzalez/sets/72157623084702474/"&gt;Demetrius Gonzalez&lt;/a&gt; last year. Well, he has been busy working on his next book of photography, and he decided to put some photos of me in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's available now on &lt;a href="http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1872569?ce=blurb_ew&amp;amp;utm_source=widget"&gt;Blurb&lt;/a&gt;, so please check it out, and purchase it if you so desire. (It would make a great late Xmas gift!!) There are photos of all of the models that he's shot - many more than just me. All of whom are gorgeous and inspirational and down-right cool chicks. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple shots from that day last December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfdOs-erI/AAAAAAAAALo/5hc6KAo9_Ok/s1600/IMG_9963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfdOs-erI/AAAAAAAAALo/5hc6KAo9_Ok/s320/IMG_9963.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554028458733894322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfcsTd4XI/AAAAAAAAALY/Sq8zcngXZUc/s1600/IMG_9548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfcsTd4XI/AAAAAAAAALY/Sq8zcngXZUc/s320/IMG_9548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554028449500094834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfcsTd4XI/AAAAAAAAALY/Sq8zcngXZUc/s1600/IMG_9548.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfc2EhaCI/AAAAAAAAALg/vImioSN9Zoo/s1600/IMG_9616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfc2EhaCI/AAAAAAAAALg/vImioSN9Zoo/s320/IMG_9616.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554028452121765922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;_____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And while I'm here.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy holidays to you and yours. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-5218047570947215750?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5218047570947215750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=5218047570947215750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5218047570947215750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5218047570947215750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-kids.html' title='Hey kids!'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRPfdOs-erI/AAAAAAAAALo/5hc6KAo9_Ok/s72-c/IMG_9963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-5056506125325957492</id><published>2010-12-22T14:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:41:29.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats and Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRJ9n-RnMBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kXY9QsNFq-M/s1600/L1520458.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's what's been happening here in LA - raining cats and dogs for 5 days straight. Luckily, today is supposed to be the last day of this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not why I moved here from Chicago. There were plenty of thunderstorms every summer. Where's the California sunshine that I was promised? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, here's a little sunshine to brighten your day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/5274003431/" title="I've got sunshine... by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5274003431_09734c071f.jpg" width="313" height="500" alt="I've got sunshine..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRJ9n-RnMBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kXY9QsNFq-M/s1600/L1520458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TRJ9n-RnMBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kXY9QsNFq-M/s320/L1520458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553639416186482706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;(photos by Coop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-5056506125325957492?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5056506125325957492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=5056506125325957492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5056506125325957492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5056506125325957492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/12/cats-and-dogs.html' title='Cats and Dogs'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5274003431_09734c071f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-1160809675246677060</id><published>2010-10-20T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:55:12.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMOOCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TL-rfEdzu_I/AAAAAAAAALI/QVTygpQhjtE/s1600/L1020823B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TL-rfEdzu_I/AAAAAAAAALI/QVTygpQhjtE/s320/L1020823B%26W.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530327417697319922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard being away from you.... Just letting you know how much I love you and miss you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-1160809675246677060?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1160809675246677060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=1160809675246677060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/1160809675246677060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/1160809675246677060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/smooch.html' title='SMOOCH!'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TL-rfEdzu_I/AAAAAAAAALI/QVTygpQhjtE/s72-c/L1020823B%26W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-556866067045049926</id><published>2010-09-18T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:03:50.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need more coffee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/5001769116/" title="Good morning.  by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4109/5001769116_cb51a2228c_z.jpg" width="640" height="571" alt="Good morning. " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-556866067045049926?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/556866067045049926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=556866067045049926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/556866067045049926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/556866067045049926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/need-more-coffee.html' title='Need more coffee.'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4109/5001769116_cb51a2228c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-341538358910025583</id><published>2010-08-01T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:56:21.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibitionism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I am an exhibitionist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I guess that you've all figured that out by now. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;That's pretty much why I started the whole Flickr account in the first place, somewhere online where I could post photos of myself - nude or otherwise. (They pretty much were all nudes.) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;There's something exhilarating about knowing that people are watching me. It gives me a rush. It makes my blood boil. It turns me on. I just love feeling a cool breeze or warm sunlight on my naked flesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu7stIF4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/sEyxB7c5J5k/s1600/8592a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu7stIF4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/sEyxB7c5J5k/s320/8592a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500494860538877826" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;City Scape, Downtown Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Photo by James Christopher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu9Sl6rzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zHIMjO9wBRw/s1600/DSC_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu9Sl6rzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zHIMjO9wBRw/s320/DSC_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500494887889055538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Broadway, Downtown Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Photo by Alejandra Guerrero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu8KG0CqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I2Ho-Lza5UM/s1600/3315419840_1555a97f92_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu8KG0CqI/AAAAAAAAAKg/I2Ho-Lza5UM/s320/3315419840_1555a97f92_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500494868431243938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Brewery, Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Photo by Coop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu82j_ABI/AAAAAAAAAKo/X_SPKL86Nyo/s1600/4695933163_2ffb9d8cf9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu82j_ABI/AAAAAAAAAKo/X_SPKL86Nyo/s320/4695933163_2ffb9d8cf9_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500494880364757010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fire Escape, Downtown Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Photo by Coop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu82j_ABI/AAAAAAAAAKo/X_SPKL86Nyo/s1600/4695933163_2ffb9d8cf9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu9vgWYUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vL2kNbKhlzk/s1600/4847130455_88b991326a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu9vgWYUI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vL2kNbKhlzk/s320/4847130455_88b991326a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500494895650332994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Los Angeles Industrial District&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Photo by Coop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-341538358910025583?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/341538358910025583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=341538358910025583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/341538358910025583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/341538358910025583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/08/exhibitionism.html' title='Exhibitionism'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TFWu7stIF4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/sEyxB7c5J5k/s72-c/8592a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-4214495308585057128</id><published>2010-07-05T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:46:38.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Half of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDK0WiVYF5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/phJtPmmaQaI/s1600/4755911474_58be9ca970_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... is definitely starting out right. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting all dolled up for the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/4757612071/" title="Headed Out by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4757612071_b06e3e63b0.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Headed Out" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times with good friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/4764239299/" title="Coop digging the burger by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4764239299_ced8c6e78f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Coop digging the burger" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good food &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(photo by Coop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDK0WiVYF5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/phJtPmmaQaI/s320/4755911474_58be9ca970_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649194984642450" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triple Trouble &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(photo by Coop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyPBYdfFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/A01tX_45eYc/s1600/4763940147_77708c611d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyPBYdfFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/A01tX_45eYc/s320/4763940147_77708c611d_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646866856868946" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basking in the late afternoon sun &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(photo by Coop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyPfCXmPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0N7hnWvcI5U/s1600/4764517924_7419be44e7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyPfCXmPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0N7hnWvcI5U/s320/4764517924_7419be44e7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646874817272050" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 'sex kitten' look &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(photo by Coop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyP3JuCtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4tbzmpnbs0s/s1600/4764549628_32e6ac666b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyP3JuCtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4tbzmpnbs0s/s320/4764549628_32e6ac666b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646881290554066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/TDKyPfCXmPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0N7hnWvcI5U/s1600/4764517924_7419be44e7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the sun go down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/4764889598/" title="As the sun goes down by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4764889598_ca67d57fe2.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="As the sun goes down" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-4214495308585057128?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4214495308585057128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=4214495308585057128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4214495308585057128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4214495308585057128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/2nd-half-of-2010.html' title='2nd Half of 2010'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4757612071_b06e3e63b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-9045173872868658618</id><published>2010-04-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:42:43.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These shots were taken on this very day two years ago. This was my first shoot with a photographer who I had met on Flickr. I had posted a couple of these on my original Flickr page -- the first one that was deleted. And probably the second one too, which was deleted as well. I think that most of the photos from that shoot have never seen the light of day...or at least, the light of your monitors. ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to various personal reasons, I wasn't going to publish any of these photos. But, what the hell, I thought -- I'm gonna do it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please, enjoy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpXwxqRHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L9K34REBrgE/s1600/_H3X1641-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpXwxqRHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L9K34REBrgE/s320/_H3X1641-2a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461997042533024882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpXaCFYHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YvULQH0yXnI/s1600/_H3X1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpXaCFYHI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YvULQH0yXnI/s320/_H3X1523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461997036427894898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpWv3A-NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xavpRUM-NdI/s1600/_H3X1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpWv3A-NI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xavpRUM-NdI/s320/_H3X1347.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461997025107179730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpJM_nOxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_llEflz2myI/s1600/_H3X1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpJM_nOxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_llEflz2myI/s320/_H3X1110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461996792409701138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-9045173872868658618?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9045173872868658618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=9045173872868658618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/9045173872868658618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/9045173872868658618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-years-ago.html' title='Two Years Ago....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S8zpXwxqRHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L9K34REBrgE/s72-c/_H3X1641-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-2853708051586247343</id><published>2010-04-04T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:47:54.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm.... Easter Candy</title><content type='html'>And I ate the whole thing....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S7hD9wokaeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bZ9_LaS1iiU/s1600/_1100554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S7hD9wokaeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bZ9_LaS1iiU/s320/_1100554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456185676865497570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Easter, everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-2853708051586247343?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2853708051586247343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=2853708051586247343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/2853708051586247343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/2853708051586247343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/04/mmm-easter-candy.html' title='Mmm.... Easter Candy'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S7hD9wokaeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bZ9_LaS1iiU/s72-c/_1100554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-6393002406745525891</id><published>2010-03-13T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:45:38.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want to be When I Grow Up....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5wg4_w6VCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pf1E3vr5BV8/s1600-h/4344077784_75832e51ea_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5wg4_w6VCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pf1E3vr5BV8/s320/4344077784_75832e51ea_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265812772803618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Or I should say, what I wanted to be, as you can see, I'm already grown up. ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every little girl wants to be a princess. I was no exception, but I doubt that would ever happen. I'd need to marry a prince and those are pretty hard to find in the suburbs of Chicago. My earliest memory was that I wanted to be an architect. I remember being 6 or 7, drawing houses complete with towers and moats. I guess that goes back to the princess thing. ;) But I also wanted to be a doctor, a photographer, even a nun at one point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think that I ever thought of being a superhero, or even dressing up as one for Halloween, but here I am, wearing a mask and a costume of sorts, fighting crime with my laser gun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how much crime I'll fight while naked though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5whXOnEPVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/n5vpmdhPPx0/s1600-h/4343564949_3de76acd12_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5whXOnEPVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/n5vpmdhPPx0/s320/4343564949_3de76acd12_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266332154117458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-6393002406745525891?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6393002406745525891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=6393002406745525891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6393002406745525891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6393002406745525891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-want-to-be-when-i-grow-up.html' title='What I Want to be When I Grow Up....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5wg4_w6VCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Pf1E3vr5BV8/s72-c/4344077784_75832e51ea_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-4290970749898711228</id><published>2010-03-09T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:21:35.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Days....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5c6ZmX3uqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cEHY5h6izP8/s1600-h/L1010077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5c6ZmX3uqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cEHY5h6izP8/s320/L1010077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446886485799713442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;We've all had those days... When nothing goes your way... When you're helpless... When you know what needs to be done but there's nothing that you can do to fix it...   That was my day today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;I tend to think that I can do it all. The Super Woman complex... I've read something online about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;But I just need to remember that I can't do everything, that there are things beyond my control....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;And when that light shines on you... and you feel revived...   My day got better. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-4290970749898711228?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4290970749898711228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=4290970749898711228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4290970749898711228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4290970749898711228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S5c6ZmX3uqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cEHY5h6izP8/s72-c/L1010077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-1941904654137221997</id><published>2009-12-20T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T11:01:35.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/Sy5zZoFPq_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/H764_xkyPsI/s1600-h/Skye-0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/Sy5zZoFPq_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/H764_xkyPsI/s320/Skye-0148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417394285866626034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you and yours a very Merry Christmas. And while I'm at it, a Happy New Year too. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some photos from Christmases past and present. Okay, really only the past couple of years, but that's how long I've been around the internets anyway. There are a few self-portraits, and some that friends have taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So enjoy!! And Happy Holidays!! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/4164488700/" title="L1000410a.jpg by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2679/4164488700_83b5f4120a.jpg" width="311" height="500" alt="L1000410a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/4181502591/" title="L1000420a.jpg by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/4181502591_29418fef4a.jpg" width="335" height="500" alt="L1000420a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skyes_other_page/4188078637/" title="Naughty or Nice?... by Skye's Other Page, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2668/4188078637_2c2a2fcab2.jpg" width="322" height="480" alt="Naughty or Nice?..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p   style="text-align: auto;  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p   style="text-align: auto;  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/3101136977/" title="More Christmas by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3015/3101136977_1aa4cdd183.jpg" width="370" height="500" alt="More Christmas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="text-align: auto;  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/3096799332/" title="foot fetish xmas tree by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3018/3096799332_36cc46bbdf.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="foot fetish xmas tree" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-1941904654137221997?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1941904654137221997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=1941904654137221997' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/1941904654137221997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/1941904654137221997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/Sy5zZoFPq_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/H764_xkyPsI/s72-c/Skye-0148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-6037740593508508509</id><published>2009-10-13T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:48:14.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yada, yada, yada....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I know that I keep apologizing for not posting enough, but for those in the know, you know that it's been a roller-coaster year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/3583901388/" title="Untitled by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3397/3583901388_4bd2bc0b6b.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="bodyDrftID" class=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="drftMsgContent" style="font: inherit; "&gt;&lt;div id="yiv931969072"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv274898562"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1096430496"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I chalk up the dumb things that I do to my insecurities and fears. I wasn't always the shining star that you see in photos. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/3815124490/" title="Untitled by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2599/3815124490_7e4485b06b.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't until the past few years that I really felt comfortable with who I am. I guess that I was the epitome of the ugly duckling.... I was shy, I was awkward... until one day, not sure when really, I realized that I have so much to share. My heart, soul, mind and beauty reach out to old and new friends, wherever and whenever I can find them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have been some wonderful people in my life who made me the woman I am today. My mother was probably the first. She instilled in me the drive to succeed, to do what makes me happy, and fuck those who don't like it or understand it. (Well, she, of course, would NEVER use that word, but I'm paraphrasing here. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she also taught me the meaning of love... what it means, and what it takes. Growing up in a family of 4 kids with one parent working (my mom went back to teaching when my little sister was a few years old), things were sometimes rough. I didn't realize it at the time, but looking back, the signs were there. There were summers that we didn't go on a vacation. There were Christmases where the gifts were not as plentiful as other years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She taught me that you don't need to shower people with trivial things, gifts, vacations, to show them that you love them. It's through the little, everyday things that you show your love for someone. I always remember the O. Henry story, "The Gift of the Magi," in which a couple both sacrificed their most-prized possessions to purchase Christmas gifts for each other. I read that as a kid, and every once in a while, it comes back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes lose sight of that. I get wound up in the trivial, everyday occurrences and duties, that I forget that there is much more to the world beyond my existence. I forget that my relationships with others are just that - with others. It takes 2 people to form a friendship, a relationship of any sort. Otherwise, it's just stalking. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not easy for me to admit when I am wrong or when I need help. This goes back, I think, to my insecurities, my fears, my stubbornness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never think that I'm pretty enough, or smart enough, or talented enough, or really just good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ultimate fear is failure (well, that and bugs!). As a result, I strive to be the best, which is not a bad thing, but in my crazy warped mind, the best don't need help from others, that they can handle things on their own. Foolish of me to think that, I know. But part of me still does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have some truly wonderful, caring, loving, supportive people in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you have such incredibly special people who love you just the way you are, love everything about you... who take the goofy with the serious... who wouldn't want you to change a single thing about yourself, you hang onto them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it takes. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/2915140683/" title="Don't Look Back by Skye Shelly, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2915140683_f0128ac801.jpg" width="310" height="500" alt="Don't Look Back" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kids of good weather." ~ John Ruskin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-6037740593508508509?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6037740593508508509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=6037740593508508509' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6037740593508508509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6037740593508508509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2009/10/yada-yada-yada.html' title='Yada, yada, yada....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3397/3583901388_4bd2bc0b6b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-6441986023851751487</id><published>2009-03-16T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:20:56.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mea culpa....</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I haven't blogged in a while.... As I've said before, sometimes life gets in the way of me doing all these things that I want to do. And for once, it wasn't that I had nothing to write about, I just didn't have the time to sit and write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since my last blog.... I got sick. Then I went out of town. Then I got sick again. And then I moved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me to tonight's topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving - why do we do it?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it's for an actual reason, being relocated to another city for work or personal life, a change to your personal life like getting married, having a baby. Other times, it's just cuz you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine was the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to Los Angeles several years ago from Chicago, and lived in the same neighborhood for quite a long time. It was convenient. I liked the restaurants and bars that were nearby. And it was easy to get from home to pretty much wherever in the city I wanted to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After many many years of living in the same apartment, really just for convenience at that point, I decided to fuck convenience - I want to live where I want to live. Move to a place that was more me, and had residents more like me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I moved to a completely different area of LA - downtown. Now, if any of you are familiar with downtown LA, it hasn't been a "livable" place for a while. It was full of bums, and crack heads, and rave kids, and prostitutes. There were very few amenities - no grocery store, only 1 gas station, that sort of thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But over the past few years, it's really changed. And for the better. There are, of course, still homeless, crack addicts, and prostitutes hanging around, but I don't think it's as prevalent. At least, I don't see it as often as others do. In fact, a friend of a friend moved downtown not far from me, and one of her first nights, she saw these 2 guys, doing it in a parking lot. ;P I never see that around me!! I usually just find the used condoms afterward! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I wandered into the old place after everything was gone... and I was actually a bit sad about leaving it behind. It was a good place, was perfect as a stepping-stone to living in a city again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've all seen bits and pieces of it, as many of my photos, plus those that my photographer friends took, are set there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Coop was the first, shooting a little girl-girl action with me and Adrianna Nicole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfCBdu8NYYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vOFF9_yJLT4/s1600-h/2683309313_1f10eceed0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327900706996052354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfCBdu8NYYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vOFF9_yJLT4/s320/2683309313_1f10eceed0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then followed closely by James....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfCAUuvbrYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IP_1FCK-cXk/s1600-h/2728863936_1e1d1563bc_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327899452812012930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfCAUuvbrYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IP_1FCK-cXk/s320/2728863936_1e1d1563bc_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime after that, Lou came by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfB_pDYBG9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/rBzI4_gOb5M/s1600-h/06490005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327898702436703186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfB_pDYBG9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/rBzI4_gOb5M/s320/06490005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Coop shot me solo at home too.... (and I just love these B&amp;amp;W's!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfB-ypqdQDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sr-W8tUUbSU/s1600-h/CC018028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327897767821787186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 197px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfB-ypqdQDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sr-W8tUUbSU/s320/CC018028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nate was in town from Santa Maria, and we shot on Election Night! (It was such a great nite!) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfEgWOgeFjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QPweJkWiCyg/s1600-h/3037307080_c540a06610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfEgWOgeFjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QPweJkWiCyg/s320/3037307080_c540a06610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328075400379504178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Art came down from Santa Barbara to see me!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfEhZWCzMkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Mv3MxHrzdTM/s1600-h/Skye-0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfEhZWCzMkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Mv3MxHrzdTM/s320/Skye-0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328076553453777474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly (for now!).... Mark visited from Santa Maria too.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfB_DwS0FxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8iMO-UEISq0/s1600-h/IMG_0488LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327898061659445010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfB_DwS0FxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8iMO-UEISq0/s320/IMG_0488LOGO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now that you've seen some shots from the old place, how about one from the new place!! I had wondered who the first would be.... as you know I just like to get naked and shoot. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend, Coop, came by with one of my favorite models, Adrianna Nicole.... But you will have to wait to see those! Sorry - but to make it up to you, here's a teaser, taken during some pre-shoot warm-up skating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327915408500640402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfCO1eUCypI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k3jrMdL4lEQ/s320/L1000828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo - S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-6441986023851751487?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6441986023851751487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=6441986023851751487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6441986023851751487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6441986023851751487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/mea-culpa.html' title='Mea culpa....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SfCBdu8NYYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vOFF9_yJLT4/s72-c/2683309313_1f10eceed0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-505933473612004183</id><published>2009-02-18T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:33:27.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thieves....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZzsu04MWII/AAAAAAAAAEo/26JckXNQ0Sk/s1600-h/DSC_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZzsu04MWII/AAAAAAAAAEo/26JckXNQ0Sk/s320/DSC_0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304374750348073090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Pooh... Really, it's Oh Shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I get a phone call from Coop this morning, telling me that someone on Flickr has taken photos of me that he shot last year (actually from our very first shoot :), and created a new account, claiming that the photos are of them! The nerve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on Flickr for about a year and a half at this point, and have come across profiles with made-up personas and stolen photos. How do I know that they're stolen? - I've come across the exact same photos on other web sites. One was a nude pin-up model, and the other photos were from a stock photo site. The fakes have promptly taken down their Flickr pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I take what I do very seriously. And for someone to not only steal from a photographer, to steal from a model, is beyond gutsy, if you ask me. Making up a new persona? I actually find it sad and pathetic, really. Stealing my face and my body.... pretending to be someone that they're not. Are they doing this for kicks? Or doing this cause they're a bit crazy? A little from column A, a little from column B, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time that a photographer has had photos stolen... and I'm sure that it won't be the last. I know several who have had their work pop up on other sites, not just Flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this, for as many issues that I have with Flickr, they are very prompt in deleting accounts with stolen photos. Coop has had this happen to him in the past, and once an account gets enough blocks or complaints against them, they're gone - Flickr waves that magic delete button around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone, for all your support. It really means something to me that you care. Of course, I'm sure that it doesn't hurt that in most of the pics I'm nude. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-505933473612004183?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/505933473612004183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=505933473612004183' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/505933473612004183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/505933473612004183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/thieves.html' title='Thieves....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZzsu04MWII/AAAAAAAAAEo/26JckXNQ0Sk/s72-c/DSC_0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-4404683853560690444</id><published>2009-02-15T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:50:06.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings....</title><content type='html'>Where do you find inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I havn't blogged in almost a month. I keep meaning to, but each time I log in, and lay my fingers on the keyboard, I just can't type, because either I get side-tracked by something, or I have no idea what I'm going to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, it's been the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten bogged down... got really sick a couple of weeks ago, and then had to go out of town - and the changing weather doesn't help - it goes from sunny and 70 to rainy and 50.  This is all in addition to those normal, everyday things that you've gotta do. It's been an emotional roller-coaster. I know that everyone goes through this, from time to time, but it seems like it hit me really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am always on the prowl for something, anything, which I can use as inspiration. So, where does it come from? Doing what I do, I'm so keenly aware of my surroundings and the people I come across. So, by me changing things up, trying to break the routine, I'm hoping to unblock the creativity, and allow it to flow within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjqjD4Ap4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/SRAKRB_vA-8/s1600-h/DSCN0739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjqjD4Ap4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/SRAKRB_vA-8/s320/DSCN0739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246449285310338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Partners in Crime ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, been out having fun, maybe causing a bit o' trouble along the way too.  ;) This actually helps to keep me sane. I can get too wrapped up in things, that I lose sight of them along the way. Could be a sign of adult ADD or something, but probably more than that, I think that I tend of over-exert myself, take on too much. I like to think that I can juggle everything, get on just by. But it's not necessary - I always have help if I ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that my current lack of creativity has started affecting others too. As I model for other photographers, I am often their muse, their source of inspiration. In fact, I'm sure that you've seen this one by Coop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjwZ_DuBSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EHiXLJn3SXs/s1600-h/L1500315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjwZ_DuBSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EHiXLJn3SXs/s320/L1500315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303252890443187490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo and all paintings by Coop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But as it is said, this too shall pass. And I think that it will real soon. I've got a feeling about this sort of thing. &lt;/span&gt;By enlisting the help of friends, I can get back to normal. Or at least my version of it. This is how I should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjuqTLzmhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bvgtoHKkWYw/s1600-h/IMG_0806LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjuqTLzmhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bvgtoHKkWYw/s320/IMG_0806LOGO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303250971700468242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo by Mark Velesquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you all. Happy belated Valentine's Day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-4404683853560690444?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4404683853560690444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=4404683853560690444' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4404683853560690444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4404683853560690444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2009/02/musings.html' title='Musings....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SZjqjD4Ap4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/SRAKRB_vA-8/s72-c/DSCN0739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-6487986837626423583</id><published>2009-01-15T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:13:07.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Bathroom, Far, Far, Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7u6PfF50I/AAAAAAAAADg/mHz8wEZTOgQ/s1600-h/records.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7u6PfF50I/AAAAAAAAADg/mHz8wEZTOgQ/s320/records.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291429296563676994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you all know, I've been to Baltimore (or "Ballmore", as they call it - such a cute little accent!) a few times now, and each time, I've ventured out further and further from my hotel. Although the last time, it was only to the nearest pub for a pint!&lt;div id="yiv1847421425"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv712885121"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1694478297"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I knew it would be different. For a while, I have had a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232006667_0"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt; friend who goes by the name of Bathroom Adventures, as she takes self-portraits in various states of dress - or undress really - in her own bathroom and different bathrooms around the city. I always looked forward to seeing what shenanigans she was up to, and where she went. She never disappointed - the adorable saucy little minx. ;)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had let her know that I would be coming into town, and if she wanted, we could meet up for dinner and/or drinks. And again, she didn't disappoint me. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked me up at my hotel, chatting me up the whole while. Truthfully, I was a bit nervous about meeting her! What is she really like? Would she like me? Would we hit it off? You never know, do you?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was charming.... a brainy, artistic soul, with a delightful wit... I was enthralled!! We just meshed.... Which is always so nice. Over dinner and drinks, we got to know each other, tell some secrets (which I will never repeat)... We laughed, we got teary... it was a perfect night.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... she led me to the bathroom. Oh my! It was one of the coolest bathrooms that I'd seen! The walls were lined with old album covers, from the 70s mostly, and a plastic 4' tall Santa - why not, right?!? &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7u6PfF50I/AAAAAAAAADg/mHz8wEZTOgQ/s1600-h/records.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7vw57d3zI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kIzoPQFWZPI/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7vw57d3zI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kIzoPQFWZPI/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291430235669913394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7vgoF9LMI/AAAAAAAAADw/3Hz19DYjEbY/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7vgoF9LMI/AAAAAAAAADw/3Hz19DYjEbY/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291429956004162754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we fixed ourselves up for some dual self-portaits. And then she led me into the stall, asking me to sit on the toilet, while she straddled me.... (Hmmm... I like where this is going! I thought to myself.) And we started snapping away....&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7vLfL-6GI/AAAAAAAAADo/XUysF46Ukok/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7vLfL-6GI/AAAAAAAAADo/XUysF46Ukok/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291429592836270178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I think that there will be more bathroom adventures in my future.... So please keep &lt;span&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt;. xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-6487986837626423583?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6487986837626423583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=6487986837626423583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6487986837626423583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6487986837626423583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-bathroom-far-far-away.html' title='In a Bathroom, Far, Far, Away'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SW7u6PfF50I/AAAAAAAAADg/mHz8wEZTOgQ/s72-c/records.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-6113228427810650931</id><published>2008-12-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:34:08.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy week.....</title><content type='html'>Hey there, boys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a quick post, but I just wanted to relay some things back at ya all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the holidays. Now, normally I'm off to the Windy City to see family and friends, but this year, I decided to forgo that tradition, and start making some of my own. And frankly, I'm beyond happy that I didn't go there, as it was fucking cold (was -5 degrees one day!!), and I just can't handle that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed here in LA, saw some friends, and of course, ate and drank to my fill. I do just love the holidays. But then again, as soon as Christmas came, it went, and it was business as usual again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which for me, means shooting. It's funny - sometimes I think that I'm more comfortable without clothes on. A few weeks ago, I left my apartment to run an errand, and it was such a warm day, and the breeze was exhilarating, I just wanted to take off my clothes and walk down the street naked. But I digress....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday, I went on a field trip with Coop, back to the Salton Sea. He was so intrigued with it, that he had to see it for himself. It was one of the most desolate places I've ever been, and you are lucky enough to get to it, driving through more desolate places. It's so hideous, that it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVsPPny1jQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0NyDgTBO77I/s1600-h/L1480636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVsPPny1jQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0NyDgTBO77I/s320/L1480636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285835348704070914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photo by Coop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so unlike me to burn the candle at both ends, I had a shoot the next morning too. But I take my work, and everything else that I do seriously, so a little bit of coffee, and I was good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Mark is another person that I met eons ago via Flickr and subsequently through Model Mayhem, and we've been teasing each other for a shoot for a long long time!! Each time we almost hook up, something happens. Which is why we were so determined to shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did. And we had fun getting to know each other. And Mark takes fantastic photos too. He's such a warm, caring, understanding, fucking funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy this one from Mark.... I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVsQ1dNDwQI/AAAAAAAAADY/LNqan1TeiOg/s1600-h/SkyeShellyPortraitLOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVsQ1dNDwQI/AAAAAAAAADY/LNqan1TeiOg/s320/SkyeShellyPortraitLOGO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285837098207920386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photo by Mark Velasquez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So since you're here, reading this, check out the work from these two talented guys.&lt;br /&gt;Coop's Flickr stream... http://www.flickr.com/photos/coop666/&lt;br /&gt;Mark's censored Flickr stream.... http://www.flickr.com/photos/markvelasquez/&lt;br /&gt;Marks uncensored Flickr stream... http://www.flickr.com/photos/markvelasqueztoo/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've already been to mine, haven't you?!? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this wasn't nearly as short as I intended it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-6113228427810650931?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6113228427810650931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=6113228427810650931' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6113228427810650931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6113228427810650931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-week.html' title='Crazy week.....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVsPPny1jQI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0NyDgTBO77I/s72-c/L1480636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-2747546461822757518</id><published>2008-12-22T17:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:38:04.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays and All That....</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone - it's been a while since I've posted a new blog entry, almost 2 weeks!!.... Things have been a bit crazy lately, and well, sometimes life gets in the way of me doing those things that I really enjoy. C'est la vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv854806473"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv2006896092"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv987535616"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv881775484"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv2038676094"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1822420653"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So, what have I been up to? Those who know me would probably say trouble... to say the least! ;) &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I've been busy shooting in between trips elsewhere. After attending a holiday party, and having a few too many shots of tequila, I had 2 shoots back-to-back last Sunday. First, my friend James, who I've modeled for on several occasions, and then later that day with a new friend, one who I had met through Flickr many many months ago, and who I've been teasing him for a shoot, Art Silva. He came all the way down from Santa Barbara to see me, well and several other models in Fontana for a group shoot, but I like to think that he was there for me. I'm a bit selfish that way. ;)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBN4pZSaEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/276UWxpXA0o/s1600-h/Skye-0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBN4pZSaEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/276UWxpXA0o/s320/Skye-0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282807998485522498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(here's a warm-up pic from Art)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art's style is so beautiful, so graceful, and I always wanted to shoot with him. So we finally got together, spent the whole afternoon shooting, everything from fully clothed (whoa - I own clothes!!) to more erotic stuff, and even some Christmas erotica. Tis the season, isn't it?!? &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So enjoy these few from Art. And please be sure to go to his Flickr page, there's a few more of me floating around. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBOK6uTeEI/AAAAAAAAADA/2nt32GKDza8/s1600-h/Skye-0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBOK6uTeEI/AAAAAAAAADA/2nt32GKDza8/s320/Skye-0109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282808312374720578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(a little Christmas tease for you all, courtesy of Art)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I had to run away, all the way to Baltimore. Not that I needed to get away, no one was chasing me... but as I wrote earlier, sometimes real life gets in the way of having some fun. Baltimore is a funny city. I spent much time in the Inner Harbor area, which is quite gentrified, but as I've begun to travel there more frequently, I've started exploring a bit.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first night there last week, in between the rain, I ventured from my cozy hotel room to the nearest pub. Sometimes you just need a beer. So I chatted up the bartender and his friend (I guess that they didn't mind talking to me! ;), about things to do and places to go in the city. Turns out that there is a huge punk culture - which is right up my alley and my urban roots. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So next time I'm out that way, I'll have to explore a bit. The free spirit in me needs to get out from time to time and breathe some fresh air. And hopefully, I'll be able to run into those friends that I've made through these various websites. :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've gotten back, it's been business as usual. I spent all weekend shopping for gifts, wrapping said gifts, and shooting. Here's one from my good friend, Coop, taken on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBOc2xfWDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Lsn_hVwvEDg/s1600-h/L1480281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBOc2xfWDI/AAAAAAAAADI/Lsn_hVwvEDg/s320/L1480281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282808620551985202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(pic by Coop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to all of you!! I love you all dearly!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;xo - Skye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-2747546461822757518?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2747546461822757518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=2747546461822757518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/2747546461822757518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/2747546461822757518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays-and-all-that.html' title='The Holidays and All That....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SVBN4pZSaEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/276UWxpXA0o/s72-c/Skye-0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-5020883480577257428</id><published>2008-12-11T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:45:54.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Like....</title><content type='html'>So, I've slowly been giving you a bit of insight into me, who I am, what makes me tick, that sort of thing. Sometimes, it's what I've been up to; others, it's my thoughts, feeling, frustrations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm letting you know some things that I like. Maybe it's because Christmas is coming, and I like to be pampered. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already know some things that I like -&lt;br /&gt;my feet and the rubbing and toe-sucking associated with worshipping them...&lt;br /&gt;my eyes, as they really show my emotion. I certainly don't have a poker face...&lt;br /&gt;my friends, both new and old. You're all so special to me...&lt;br /&gt;being tied up...&lt;br /&gt;being naked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here are some things about me that you may not know I like -&lt;br /&gt;to cook. I suppose if you saw the shot on my Flickr page of me with a turkey, you may have figured it out...&lt;br /&gt;bubble baths, the long hot kind, with extra bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;sports, both watching and playing. Watching more now though. Growing up in Chicago, I was lucky enough to watch Michael Jordan play for the Bulls, and now, I watch the Lakers. I even had a shoot a few months ago where the photographer and I watched a playoff game...&lt;br /&gt;the arts, architecture, theater, music. It speaks to me, it's in my soul...&lt;br /&gt;beer. I like vodka martinis too, but beer is one of those things I just have, like water...&lt;br /&gt;South Park. I admit it - the show's fucking funny...&lt;br /&gt;tulips...&lt;br /&gt;walks but not on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;my DVR and all of the terrible programming that I record and never have the time to watch...&lt;br /&gt;wrapped up under a blanket with the windows open and the cool breeze coming through...&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully not alone. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-5020883480577257428?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5020883480577257428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=5020883480577257428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5020883480577257428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5020883480577257428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-like.html' title='Things I Like....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-9040826897253753930</id><published>2008-12-09T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:44:19.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Just Don't Understand....</title><content type='html'>Today's topic for discussion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that when I post a picture of the Baltimore skyline (seen below) to my Flickr page ( http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/ ), I average 50 views a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/ST9UiasfQwI/AAAAAAAAACI/ez5kFeFGyFE/s1600-h/3031424506_c3fd9fd22a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/ST9UiasfQwI/AAAAAAAAACI/ez5kFeFGyFE/s320/3031424506_c3fd9fd22a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278030238559716098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I realize that 50 views is nothing, especially compared to some of my other photos, which average 100's of views a day. But for a shot with no nudity whatsoever - in fact, there are no people in the pic - I think that 50 per day is pretty good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you see the picture next to it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/ST9VGxZnJ-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/URDCqfKVOkA/s1600-h/3030591779_254068b319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/ST9VGxZnJ-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/URDCqfKVOkA/s320/3030591779_254068b319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278030863129847778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'd think that this, being a bit naughty (but nowhere near as naughty I as typically get), would have thousands of views at this point. But would you believe that this photo gets LESS views?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't forget to check out my other Flickr page. This one is for my modeling work.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/skyes_other_page/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, there's my YouTube channel with some foot fetish videos.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/SkyeShelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-9040826897253753930?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9040826897253753930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=9040826897253753930' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/9040826897253753930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/9040826897253753930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-i-just-dont-understand.html' title='Things I Just Don&apos;t Understand....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/ST9UiasfQwI/AAAAAAAAACI/ez5kFeFGyFE/s72-c/3031424506_c3fd9fd22a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-7118841033815351275</id><published>2008-12-02T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:52:46.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserted....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYp-u__glI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gy5FV_wiMoE/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYp-u__glI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gy5FV_wiMoE/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275450171256177234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;It's been such an amazing trek. As I've said before, I've been so very fortunate to work with fantastic, creative and inspiring photographers here in the LA area. In some ways, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_0"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt; has been good to me. With each photographer, I guess that they like working with me, so they tend to tell their friends. I'm not sure exactly what they say, but I hope that it's all good. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;So I met Kronos, a Denver-based photographer, through another photographer friend. There was a certain quality to his work that I was just drawn to, a je ne sais quoi. Well, actually I do know what it was - his work is dark, surreal, erotic, and definitely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;something that I wanted for my portfolio. We had been teasing each other on &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_1"&gt;Model Mayhem&lt;/span&gt; for a while, saying if either of us were in the other's city, we'd hook up. Now a lot of times, this is just bullshit. But sure enough, I get an email from him last week saying that he's coming to LA - and wants to shoot me. Of course, I jump to the occasion. So we start texting, talking, etc., leading up to the shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally this past Sunday, we meet. And we get to know each other over the course of the day - and when I say "day", I really mean it - as he picked me up at 9am, and didn't drop me off until 12 midnight. Certainly my longest shoot to date. And probably will be for a while.... Especially since we spent most of the day fighting the post-Thanksgiving traffic. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive out to the desert, through &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_2"&gt;Palm Springs&lt;/span&gt;, on our way to shoot at deserted locations around the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_3"&gt;Salton Sea&lt;/span&gt; and Joshua Tree. We get there; it took about 3 hours, stopping for coffee and gas along the way. And because of my luck, his camera doesn't work. Now, for those that know me, that have shot me, I like to take my clothes off. Sometimes with an audience. And I was totally itching to get nekkid. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYquGrRyJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xwXup0KNGEs/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYquGrRyJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xwXup0KNGEs/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275450985065597074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a photographer without a camera is a very frustrated, tortured soul. And this one, since he's already a tortured soul, was certainly no exception. Kronos spent the next couple of hours, trying to make the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_4"&gt;camera work&lt;/span&gt;, calling anyone who's ever heard of an "Error 99" on a Canon camera; I spent time draining the battery on my iPhone, surfing the net looking for anything that would help. To no use. Only a few shots were taken out there, despite our finding absolutely perfect places to shoot - a decaying former recreation building (which at this point is just a place for the birds to shit all over), an abandoned silo, and even a rocket - or an ICBM, as I called it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYq7fLaqXI/AAAAAAAAACA/Nxhk9wmiYLM/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYq7fLaqXI/AAAAAAAAACA/Nxhk9wmiYLM/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275451214981146994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave to head up to Joshua Tree, to the motel that &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_5"&gt;Gram Parsons&lt;/span&gt; died at. Where, supposedly, his ghost roams. We didn't see the ghost, but there were some strange occurrences, flashes of light, sounds off in the distance, to feed the fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;Along the way there, we stop and buy a new camera. Almost did the shoot with cell phone cameras. They've come a long way, but still not the same as a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1228286261_6"&gt;DSLR&lt;/span&gt;. So, armed with a Smurfy-blue point and shoot camera, we finally made it to Joshua Tree, checked into the room, charged up the camera, and got busy. Now, if any of you have checked out the work of Velvet Scars, the name he goes by for his work, you'll know the type of work that he produces - it's certainly not Vargas-style pin-ups! I was tied to a chair, wearing a gas mask and little white cotton panties, holding in my hands a crucifix-shaped dildo. Later, wearing the same cotton panties and gas mask, covered in blood in the shower. Sort a bit of a pre-teen menstruation accident gone wild, with a bit of bio-chemical warfare mixed in. Trippy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="367313223-02122008"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the painting process that Kronos uses, I think that it's going to be a while before you see any of the work that we produced, but once I do have something, I will share it with you all. This way, you'll have to come back! And come back often.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-7118841033815351275?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7118841033815351275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=7118841033815351275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/7118841033815351275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/7118841033815351275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/12/deserted.html' title='Deserted....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/STYp-u__glI/AAAAAAAAABo/Gy5FV_wiMoE/s72-c/photo%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-6940739421594007997</id><published>2008-11-24T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:38:14.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fetishes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSurX0EQ_vI/AAAAAAAAABg/DSk06Sgis_M/s1600-h/DSC_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSurX0EQ_vI/AAAAAAAAABg/DSk06Sgis_M/s320/DSC_0181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272496214369173234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetishes - we all have them. Some of you are leg men, others like breasts, and some of you are into feet. Me? Oh, I'll just say that I have a few.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the topic tonight is foot fetish. For 2 reasons really - 1. because I was at a foot party the other night, and 2. because I have one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I started doing foot parties, I had done a few photo shoots that have involved some foot play. And they have been fun - I get to suck on a cute girl's toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv2019692874"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1987890869"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a photographer friend hooked me up with a company that runs these foot parties. Where they get a bunch of girls and a bunch of guys together, and the guys pay the girls to worship - you know, rub, kiss, suck on - the girls' feet. I know this sounds a bit weird - but it's actually quite tame. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known for a while now, not sure to be honest how long, that people like my feet. It's why I decided to call myself "Flirty Feet" to begin with. (And alliteration always has a nice ring to it.) Something about high arches and wrinkled soles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't until I started doing these foot parties, that I realized that I have a foot fetish!! Yes, I know that most of us love a good foot massage, really who doesn't? After a long day, really nothing feels better. And I do love sucking some cute toes too. But I digress....&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I've done two of these parties. And I have to they're really a lot of fun! There is no nudity, no sex - it's just all about the feet. There's usually a theme to them, like the last one was Stockings and Stilettos. Easy enough. Put on a sexy dress and a pair of sexy heels - make sure to show off the feet - and you're all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The many of the guys are really quite shy, so you have to approach them. It's a bit like being a stripper - just a foot stripper, I guess. You'll see them checking out your feet, so just walk up to them, ask them if they're having a good time. Next thing, you're off looking for a sofa to sit on, take off your shoes, and there you go.Even they have their own individual quirks - some like big feet, others like the smell of feet, and some like you to literally walk all over them - I did it to one guy WITH my shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like it best when they massage, kiss, suck, nibble, bite - it's all good, and I enjoy it immensely. Probably more than I should admit. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-6940739421594007997?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6940739421594007997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=6940739421594007997' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6940739421594007997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/6940739421594007997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/fetishes.html' title='Fetishes....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSurX0EQ_vI/AAAAAAAAABg/DSk06Sgis_M/s72-c/DSC_0181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-3831865778443172791</id><published>2008-11-20T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:26:24.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Lust....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSWBKdabZDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rsvAfMWZ95o/s1600-h/L1421169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSWBKdabZDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rsvAfMWZ95o/s400/L1421169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270760955601183794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's photo is by my good friend, Coop. A little girl/girl/girl shoot with the lovely April Flores and the lovely Adrianna Nicole. Enjoy! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about love the other day, of being in love, in young love, of the first time you have sex. Mmmmm... my oh my.... Wait!.... I don't want to reveal too much about myself - it's only my 5th post! Let's get to know each other before we venture into that territory!! ;)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the meantime, I guess that I can talk in generalities.... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; That feeling that you have when you can't wait anymore, you ache for that person, would just die to be touched. And once you are.... it's mind-blowing! It's electrifying! The mere touch of a hand, or lips, or.... ;) sending shivers throughout your body.... That cosmic connection.... two lovers intertwined....Tearing apart each other's clothes.... the urge, the desire, the need.... Not sure where the line between love and lust is. Sex is such a natural act, such an integral part of being in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge part of it for me is the anticipation... the tease... the build-up to the act. When you're just fooling around, playfully touching, teasing. Your senses are hightened, so that a single stroke of a finger across your body,  jolts you. The kissing... mmm.... I just love to kiss. Such an intimate act. Lips upon lips, running your hands up and down their body....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there are those times when you just gotta go for it. Rip all the clothes off. And you dive right in. With gusto. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-3831865778443172791?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3831865778443172791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=3831865778443172791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/3831865778443172791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/3831865778443172791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-and-lust.html' title='Love and Lust....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSWBKdabZDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rsvAfMWZ95o/s72-c/L1421169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-4292238776029643534</id><published>2008-11-16T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:21:01.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr needs to be taught a lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSDiqJlTKtI/AAAAAAAAABI/h9U59zWygzg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSDiqJlTKtI/AAAAAAAAABI/h9U59zWygzg/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269460777778227922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's photo is from my friend, the talented and damn adorable Alejandra Guerrero. I wish she'd come back to LA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto today's topic of discussion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226891035_0"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt;. A thorn in my side, so to speak. Some of you know my past problems with the site, and for those who don't, here's a bit of what has happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my page over a year ago, really just doing it to, well, show off. ;) I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, so for me, having all you guys and gals look at me was such a thrill!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what made this even more exciting for me was being able to work with other photographers here in LA that I met through Flickr. So I did, and had this amazing portfolio of pics, and wanted to share them with you all. The photographers were so wonderful as well - they just loved having others viewing their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226891035_1"&gt;shining star&lt;/span&gt;, things fade. Flickr has now twice deleted my account for posting "too many" photos taken by others. This is crazy - the pics are all ME and I have permission, more than that really, from every photographer to post their photos. I don't claim to take the pics, but I always give credit to the photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I think that there is someone on Flickr who doesn't like me. I don't know why, maybe they are mad at me, jealous or something. But any way, since Flickr is policed by its members, someone has reported me, and Flickr nicely deletes my account without notice. POOF - it's gone! I know of other models on Flickr who post pics taken by others and they don't get deleted! WTF, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this is a bit of a rant but I think that I needed to get this off my chest. And until I get my own website, which I am slowly working on, the best place to check out some of this other stuff, you can check out my new Flickr page: http://www.flickr.com/photos/32477672@N02/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post from time to time, so keep checking back, as you never know what you'll come across. I've started with a recent shoot with Ed Fox, the guy behind FootFactory.com, and I'll work backwards through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be my longest blog to date (well, there's only 4 of them...), and it's for my friend who says I don't blog enough. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-4292238776029643534?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4292238776029643534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=4292238776029643534' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4292238776029643534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/4292238776029643534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/flickr-needs-to-be-taught-lesson.html' title='Flickr needs to be taught a lesson'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SSDiqJlTKtI/AAAAAAAAABI/h9U59zWygzg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-3606821723603378137</id><published>2008-11-10T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:22:59.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama, Nathan and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRkISk-FCpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YusNa-HwymQ/s1600-h/IMG_7197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRkISk-FCpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YusNa-HwymQ/s400/IMG_7197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267250354441226898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not really into politics but &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226377114_0"&gt;last Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, history was made. This country has entered into a new phase. It's going to be a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226377114_1"&gt;rough ride&lt;/span&gt;, but I think that the country, hell the world!, needed some fresh blood in the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226377114_2"&gt;Oval Office&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an interesting night for me personally as well... I'm a huge fan of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226377114_3"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;, have been ever since i heard him speak at one of the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226377114_4"&gt;Democratic conventions&lt;/span&gt; and well, he's a Chicago guy too! But it was amazing to watch history in the making and with me was a new friend, photographer Nathan Appel. We've been &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226377114_5"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt; friends for a long time, admirers of each other's work, but we only just met last week!&lt;br /&gt;We were watching the election results on tv and shooting at the same time. I just love multi-tasking... :)&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo taken by Nate of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nate! You're such a wonderful friend! Come see me anytime you're in LA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-3606821723603378137?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3606821723603378137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=3606821723603378137' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/3606821723603378137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/3606821723603378137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-im-not-really-into-politics-but.html' title='Obama, Nathan and me'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRkISk-FCpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YusNa-HwymQ/s72-c/IMG_7197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-5486829113986422625</id><published>2008-11-09T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:28:04.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2nd Blog Post.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRfUXHGlZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1cgzk9BpVo/s1600-h/Me+and+Kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRfUXHGlZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1cgzk9BpVo/s400/Me+and+Kim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266911782741829042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a quick post today. I saw my friend, Ed Fox. He's the incredibly talented photographer behind footfactory.com - a treat for all you foot people. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got to shoot with the lovely, and damn sexy, Kimberly Kane. Um, yeah, she's hot and really really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-5486829113986422625?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5486829113986422625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=5486829113986422625' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5486829113986422625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5486829113986422625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-2nd-blog-post.html' title='My 2nd Blog Post.....'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRfUXHGlZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/S1cgzk9BpVo/s72-c/Me+and+Kim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426035882562487191.post-5859192786226432756</id><published>2008-11-08T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:31:20.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRfVKr2JqjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dLau0DGJoXo/s1600-h/L1460125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRfVKr2JqjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dLau0DGJoXo/s400/L1460125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266912668778342962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I've been reluctant to start a blog.... I'm not sure what my resistance was all about, maybe I wanted to stay hidden and anonymous or something. Good luck on that one, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been modeling for a while now, and do all sorts of stuff - glamour, nude, even foot modeling. (Which I must say, is a ton of fun!!!) But the more I meet people, through any of my other outlets (Flickr, Model Mayhem, etc.), the more I want to share some of myself. Share some fantastic modeling work, share some thoughts, feelings, all the stuff that someone does on a blog, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to get on here as much as I can. I think that this will be fun, and will give you all a glimpse into my life. And until I launch my own website, this will allow me to post some of the modeling work that I've done with some great photographers.  I figure that this is going to evolve over time, so for right now, it may be simple. But hopefully, you'll enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I did today, for example.....&lt;br /&gt;I got to see my good friend, Coop. I know that you all know him, or at least know his work. (Seriously, check him out if you haven't.) There aren't too many people that I'd let tie me up and put me in a wood shipping crate. It was nicely lined in styrofoam and newspaper (like a hamster, I told him), so it really wasn't too bad. And well, I liked it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm seeing another friend for a shoot. I won't say who now, but I've modeled for him before, and he's into feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also check me out on Flickr (http://www.flickr.com/photos/skye_shelly/) and YouTube (http://www.youtube.com/user/SkyeShelly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone. Like I said, this is a bit of an experiment, but it'll be a ton of fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo - Skye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426035882562487191-5859192786226432756?l=skyeshelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5859192786226432756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4426035882562487191&amp;postID=5859192786226432756' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5859192786226432756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4426035882562487191/posts/default/5859192786226432756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skyeshelly.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog...'/><author><name>Skye Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16704283225950562357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/S9NH43zlFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/otejhnNm6bM/S220/3760279734_5c48e7a3a3_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oyUC7dkzOgM/SRfVKr2JqjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dLau0DGJoXo/s72-c/L1460125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
