Thursday, August 27, 2009
Shameless Plug
Come to White Mischief Bay.
It's got some cool stuff.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Closing Time!
Don't move too quickly-focus on eye-contact, compliments and asking what makes her tick. Once she smiles at you, you're in boy!
Don't discuss relationships. Contrary to what you think, all women aren't looking for marriage.
Keep it fun. Don't get intense.
Let her talk. If you're doing most of the listening, it's going well.
Appear genuine. Women can spot a fake in seconds.
Friday, August 21, 2009
sunset salsa-a song I wrote!
My knees are weak, my head does spin,
It must be what I do feel.
Or the ice tinkling in that tall glass of sin,
A measure of Mischief Vodka, that’s the deal,
A measure of Cranberry juice, just pour it in.
Love is sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet,
Dribble a measure of Grapefruit juice, there’s a feat.
Stir it in, that Salsa potion,
Then put your Flirting back in motion.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Beaches and Babes
I'm a bartender. I know that an icy Vodka Cocktail doesn't always have to be enjoyed from a glass.
God I love the Caribbean!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Pucker Up
Wanna get your sweetheart to pucker up fast?
Just do it Vodka Drink style.
Take a Martini glass and moisten its rim. (Hint: Lick the rim sensuously in front of your hottie, just to give a taste of what’s to come later.) Then overturn it in a saucer of sugar so the rim is coated with sugar. Then, drop in a cube of sugar. After that, shake up 45 ml White Mischief Vodka with 45 ml lemon juice in a stainless steel shaker with lots of crushed ice.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Night Encounter
So there I was, wearing a red dress that just about reached the top of my thighs with a deep, deep vee neck. Yes I know I always wear red but it's the only colour that really brings out the creaminess of the skin near my throat and breasts. And like every other time, the red worked for me again.
This tall hottie noticed me doing my thing behind the bar and came up to me at closing time. He asked if he could drop me home but of course I knew what he really wanted was a nightcap-and not one that I had to mix for him.
I tossed my hair and leaned forward so he could get an eyeful of my cleavage-36C baybeee! and looked deep into his eyes. He gasped for breath and I knew I had him. I let my hair brush over his hand. It was shaking slightly. We were so close now, I could feel his eye-lashes brush my nose-so, so soft.
"Not tonight honey. I don't do banana Martinis on work nights."
He left without a word. I couldn't help but notice that he held his lap-top in front of his crotch!
Love Black Tie. Specially When you Take it OFF!
Went to this black tie party last night. Oysters, caviar, the works. Wore my red backless dress. Met a guy who was a Colonel in the army. Sure could make me march to his beat. He mixed me a potion while looking deep into my eyes. It made my toes curl. Later in bed he told me what it was-45 ml White Mischief Vodka, 2 tsp lime juice, 2 tsp sugar syrup shaken with ice and trained into the glass. Topped with three mint leaves chopped fine. We tried it again in bed. This time we didn’t use the glass.