the domestic minx

a diary decadent, darling and delicious ... if a little dysfunctional

it's a dirty business

about me

Being a minx is delicious.
Add a big dollop of domesticity
and you could have
a recipe for disaster.

A hip-swinging, shot-slinging,
globe-trotting member of
the jet-setting elite
leaves her expat world for housework, teenagers
and a chance to write her book.

This is what happens when
the leather boots come off
and the rubber gloves go on...

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a little strip of minx

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the minx mantlepiece

Thank you Olga and JOolian!

things i've seen.places i've been

A particularly golden moment was assuming the role of Madame X, flirtatious proprieter of The Slinky Minx Pleasure Parlour. A farewell party for my friend, it was an extraordinarily extravagant affair, held in the middle of the jungle and protected by armed guards. Those who came without costume were not so safe, however. They were stripped and whipped ceremoniously, yet rather ingloriously, by my friend and I as punishment.

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