Ok gang, our very own Royal, Princess of Sass, Class and Trash has been busy as ever. (read: cheating on you with another blog). Her and her new cohorts have developed a new site called...
In all of their bad girl goodness, they have come up with something new for Hump Day that will no doubt be chock full of naughty, guilty pleasures.
That said, I think you all need a shake-up, your damn cages rattled a little, someone to up the wicked ante of this new endeavor.
Y'all I'm just the Wicked Dutchess to do it.
Let's get started with the definition of the word...
adj. wick·ed·er, wick·ed·est
1.Evil by nature and in practice: “this wicked man Hitler, the repository and embodiment of many forms of soul-destroying hatred” (Winston S. Churchill).
2.Playfully malicious or mischievous: a wicked prank; a critic's wicked wit.
3.Severe and distressing: a wicked cough; a wicked gash; wicked driving conditions.
4.Highly offensive; obnoxious: a wicked stench.
5.Slang. Strikingly good, effective, or skillful: a wicked curve ball; a wicked imitation.
Used as an intensive: “a... body suit, which she describes as wicked comfortable” (Nathan Cobb).
Wicked is a fun word to say, go on, say it, see? I love it in all it's forms and when you see the definitions it's obvious that it's the fuck of non four letter words, a wicked fucking versatile word covering everything from evil, severe and distressing, highly offensive to playfully malicious and mischievous. Noun, adverb, adjective. Fuck me wicked, wicked fuck me, you're an evil wicked fuck, an evil wicked fucker, wicked bastard, bitch.
Let's get down to the nitty gritty. I find playfully malicious the most intriguing of the above definitions. There is a certain look for playfully malicious and body language is no small part of the overall effect.
It's like giving you a look while I hold a leather paddle swatting it against first, my ass, then yours. A look that gives you pause as to just how fucking wicked I am.
If I put the paddle in the palm of your hand and you close your fingers around it, do you think I would give you the satisfaction of seeing me flinch or grimace?
Would my look be playful or petulant? What's my body language when I take your palm to my lips? Would my wicked tongue lick your lips, would you lick mine?
Do I turn and sashay, do I flounce? Would I look over my shoulder, do I beckon or entice?
Would I startle, surprise, shock you or rock you with my fucking wickedness? Would I rock and shock myself? Would I embrace your form of wickedness?
Are scratch, mark and bite in your toybox? Tell me about it.
Get over to Bag Girl Bloggers .
Let's play wicked, wickeder, wickedest, winner take all. Just be sure and leave cute at home and give nice the fucking day off.
Wednesday just got wicked fucking hot.