Amarantha LaBlanche

Dear You,

A brandnew interview with me is online now!

http://Altparty.net interviewed me, in cooperation with http://Attitudeholland.nl for their fetish webcommunity.

It was a pleasure to answer their questions, they really checked me outbefore asking rightaway, facing their specific questions about me.

Please check it out on: http://www.altparty.net/nl/story/amarantha-lablanche-star-glowing-dark

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Kisses,

Amarantha

Hey sweeties,

My true apologies for messing around with the site!
I have been messing around with CSS lately, because I've found an online tutorial which seemed pretty clear and easy to me, and I "totally understood"...   I thought.

Apparently with this website-editor it doesn't work like that, so it didn't get me anywhere.
At a certain point I've tried and changed so many things of the original layout that I totally fucked it up, and my website was not far from "destroyed".
I kinda freaked out, cause hey, my website was completely down and nothing was left!
Luckily I could keep my hands from the buttons and was able to switch back to the old design that was up before the so called edits.
Things seem to be back to normal, I didn't lose you and you didn't lose me.
I can breathe again!!

Over the next days you may notice changes on this website, hopefully good ones but we never know how I'll ruin it next time. I know myself too well and can tell that I cannot keep my hands off these buttons and will be trying to change the full layout anyways.
I have seen my new website (not online yet, sorry people!) in drafts and incomplete but it already looks so amazing, that I feel like switching over to the new site immediately!
It annoys me that now I've seen my website definetely CAN rock, but we gotta cope with this shitty website for an undisclosed period of time. 
Once you've seen and know better, you don't wanna go back into noob-land!
I bet you agree on that one ;)

Let's stay in touch,
Amarantha

I wanted to write this earlier already but a lot of work took me and kept me from updating the website

Attitude Holland named one of their products to me!
Yes...... to nobody else but ME!
I think that's very cool and it's not entirely a coincidence that the product is an item I really do like ;) I even have it myself too!

Now I proudly present:
Amarantha's Hat


(And yep, that's also me on the picture)

HOW FUCKING AWESOME!! Thank you Attitude Holland!

Hello sweeties,

I may have some good news for you, because I talked to the webmaster of my new-in-progress website and it's gonna be amazing!
Bear in mind, people are working on it as much as they can so we're not simply putting you on the hold. (where is that button?!?!)
We ran through the design of the layout and I think it's all gonna look fresh and shiny ;)
After thinking twice this website is all much too grayish and boring to me, but yeah.. freewebs doesn't offer you many other opportunities to fix up your webbie..
Facing the fact I REALLY cannot work with CSS, I was left with only one choice here: this website.
But I did my homework and I have found a tutorial-website that might help me out a little.
I cannot promise you a spectacular design cause I first gotta practise and see what happens I guess ;)  But at least I am working on it! I hope I can change this website soon, just to keep you entertained and to be satisfied for myself, untill my official website is up.

To warm you up about my new website:

This will include a nice videosection with hot stockings/rubber/heels/vacuumbeds/rubber bizarre/ corsetry/and other outrageous stuff.
Also some vids will be up from my past performances that were recorded!
So now you can be my audience, even if you could not make it to see my show live ;)
All you gotta do is wait a while (yet another while, I am so sorry people) , worship me in the meantime and be a good boy/girl. Let's say I'll leave you cuffed to the chair, walk away with the keys between my teeth and smile at you. After quite a long I'll return to make you happy with sexy new material and a whole new pleasurable website up!
Think about that people.. ;)

Note: I am too tired to do a full spell-check so I guess you'll notice some weirdness going on in my grammar ;P

I'm back from Fetish Evolution Weekend 2009, and am totally exhausted from the amazing weekend.
I really don't know how to start, because I've seen, done and experienced incredible things!
It wasn't only fun, I've also worked pretty hard (5 shoots following without food, drinks or sleep is HARD if you also got shows and share a 1person bed with someone else.. jesus)
Although I can't deny Fetish Evolution was one big Wasteland for me this time, I enjoyed the flowing bubbles pretty much ;)
You may understand that being totally pissed and crawling to bed at 7am and having to do big showrehearsals and 5 photoshoots at 11am already doesn't really work. (Not for anyone I guess)
Well somehow I made it work, I guess the torture was worth all the fun I've had!

It was fantastic to see everyone again, pretty rubbered up people and in general really NICE, (mostly) educated and fun people to hang around with.
That feels good now and then, after you've seen the worst mental pictures from other previous events full of ugly wankers.
And me and my girls were naughty I can tell! ;)
There was a certain vibe during the whole fetish evolution that caused bad behaviour, booze and idiotic situations. (Yeah I just blame the vibe haha!)
It was good to have a roomy like Miss Suzn, not difficult, chilled out and crazy as fuck.
Not forgetting the fact we usually like to "exchange lipglosses" now and then.  *lol*
The first night there was not supposed to be a party going on, but obviously there was definetely a party!
In the hotellobby/hotelrooms though, but there was a party ;) Hooray for that!
Thanks to Me-chiel, Paul Nathan, Eric Masters, Suzn, Ancilla Tilia, Toxica & her guy, and lots of more people (Sorry guys can't mention you all by name one by one, that wouldn't even it in this entry..)
the night was one of those you'll never forget.

I was really happy when Morrigan Hel texted me she finally arrived at the hotel.
We had not seen eachother for more than a year and it was about time to hang around again.
I already had two afterparties that night, but fuck yeah I was up for a third one.
It's always great fun with this lady, I totally love her for that!  (It's BOLS-love baby! haha)
I was a bit disappointed that I couldn't get my hands on some nice bottles of BOLS in time before her arrival, but we made it up by completely plunging two minibars and more.
From boobs to dicks to BOLStalk to gymnastics, and to performances cause she was doing a fireshow the next day.
We ran through her show a little and she asked me to join her on stage with a fire baton, and since I am a batontwirler for 17years that was no problem at all.
When we arrived at the venue the stage stressed us out by being so small, we were both dancing around with big fire fingers and staffs and there was only 4 squaremeter space.
I can say that freaked me out a bit since I usually need a big space to dance around with the fire, I like to move and with the technics I do I'd need lots more space around me than that.
I decided to keep it easy for myself and only do the compact kind of tricks that are not taking too much space. I didn't want to set Morrigan on fire, or maybe someone in the crowd..
As the fuel started burning, it also started to burn inside of me. It always gives me that fantastic adrenaline boost and I wished it never had to stop.
Being on stage with her felt very nice, she's a professional performer and it clicked right between us in that sense so I could enjoy it to the max.
The performance went really well, facing the many compliments we heard around us about her show. I am happy everything went exactly the way it should be ;)
You can imagine we wanted to have a lot of booze at the "afterparty" we were having, I'll save you from details.

The next day didn't really went the way it was supposed to be, I woke up late for my fashionshow-rehearsal and felt pretty fucked up after a lack of sleep.
Hangover, hurry, preparing for photoshoots ánd a fashionshow rehearsal didn't really go together.
Without make up I went downstairs to get some breakfast, hoping that none of the guests would notice or recognize me.
Too bad the whole room actually díd, and I felt like having a real audience while feeling so bad trying to swallow my breakfast.
Awkward but funny though, I ran into a lot of people that started talking to me somehow, and I couldn't get away quickly.

At the venue where the rehearsals would be, it looked quite forsaken.
All the doors were locked, no light was on and only a couple of constructionworkers on the roof were there.
Where was my performance group? Where was the organisation?
I asked the constructionworkers on a very polite and correct way if they could let me in, because I was supposed to be here for a fashionshow runthrough.
They turned out not to speak any English at all, which made it a horrible situation.
Because they didn't understand, they simply tried to shoo us away.. not funny when you are 100%SURE that you belong right there.
It got from bad to worse when we started to knock some doors, hoping that people inside would notice and open up.
It completely pissed off the constructionworkers, and they started yelling at us in angry German language.
My German is poor but even an ass like me understood we weren't welcome at all.
After waiting in front of the door, being stared at and insulted by angry German men and losing the faith things would be alright, another model attended.
I explained her the situation and she had no clue what was going on as well. She was German so could easily talk to the constructionworkers on the roof.
Obviously they were quite helpful to her, which was strange because she said exactly the same things as I did a few mins ago.
The only difference was that she spoke German... suddenly they wanted to listen.
After a while more models arrived and finally the floormanager herself too, to open the doors.
In the meantime Bambi Lovedoll's  guy got me some nice hotchoc at Subway's.

After the rehearsals for the Cyberesque fashionshow, I got to shoot with WOD Photography, Heiko Laschitzki and Roman Kasperski at the venue.
The venue had some really classy and decadent spots so I assume the pics must be awesome ;) (Unless I fucked it up of course haha but I hope not)
I had to climb awful stairs to a balcony that was fucking high upthere near the roof of the venue, and only had those slippy 3cm thick round bars and a wobbly armsupport in an anklelength tight rubber dress with lubed up rubber gloves and 25cm stilettoheels. I'd be a dirty liar if I said I wasn't a little afraid to fall down :P
But unfortunately I couldn't crap my pants haha, would have been terrible wearing a rubber dress (meaning no underwear) !! (Goddamn mental pictures I got now)
Inbetween that shoot I did another shoot with Heiko Laschitzki while Martin (WOD) was preparing his settings in the other hall.
Yeah, I spent my time wisely ;)
It was also definetely a big pleasure to shoot with Roman Kasperski, I am really a big admirer of his work and was usually too shy to go talk to him about a possible shoot.
The fact that he asked me to work with him made my day, let's hope for great images!

Honestly I haven't really experienced the ball itself to the max because I was very tired from being so active all day, facing a horrible sleep deprivation.
I woke up on a bunch of pillows in the lounge area when the venue was about to open its doors.
Quickly I tried to get my ass up to the backstage to change outfit, attending the ball in black skinnyjeans isn't very stylish ;P
It was time for the Cyberesque performance, and I got told the show was pretty nice.
It was fun to work with the Cyberesqueteam, being the only non-German on the group.
I had my personal translator (Miss Puppett *kiss!*) and also noticed my German (what my german, there's no "my german" cause I only speak small german dirtytalk) is improving big time.
I could seriously follow the German instructions of the performance somehow, even though I couldn't reply any more than "Scheisse!" or "ficken"  haha!
In case of emergency I'm afraid these words wouldn't save me..
There was a good vibe during the show, and I wore a nice silver glitter corset of Cyberesque's Glitteresque collection.
For this show I had to cooperate with the lovely Xarah von den Vielenregen, and I think we pulled off a cool show together. (Thanks girl!)

After the party we went to the hotellobby for a last goodbye drink, because I'd have to drive home soon.
I would have another photoshooting in Holland the next day in the early afternoon, so I couldn't stay overnight.
Of course plans changed somewhat cause me and Morrigan are naughty stubborn women that are a bad influence on eachother.
We are about to turn into senile alcoholics, but I believe we're always nice company to hang around with ;)
Our afterparty was very good, Morrigan and her hubby took their laptop downstairs for some "background music" that later turned out to be our karaokemusic.
When you hear the Misfits or the Distillers you cannot resist screaming along, can you?
We must have looked retarded but a couple of people joined our table after a while, so our group of reveling idiots grew instantly.
Unfortunately this night had to end, and I had to drive back home and prepare for another photoshoot.
It's so hard to say goodbye when you're having such an amazing time, I usually experience this problem when I'm feeling really comfy.
In the end I had to be dragged outside cause I didn't want to leave, how typical ;)

Damn., this is a fucking long entry!
I didn't realize that when typing, well I'm sorry for ruining your eyes then.
Let's ruin them some more with visual evidence taken with my own camera.
You won't find anything professional here, it's all shot after a couple of glasses of "bad stuff";)

Dear Readers,
First of all I want to apologise for not staying in touch the past week, not updating a single thing and in general also for not being around at all.
Some of you may already know about my medical history, my neurological problems.
For those who don't: In short words I can say that I'm dealing with an undefinate range of neurological disorders that look exactly like Narcolepsy.
The bad thing is that despite all the examinating, the docs still cannot guarantee me a thing.
Even not after almost 15 years. Enough about this, I'm not here to cause drama.

I don't want to describe it in words what happened a few days ago, but my body seemed to give up on me for a moment. That scared the hell out of me, and my loved ones of course.
Since that moment I feel a certain fear taking over, a fear to get shut down without seeing it coming. Let's say it's a power we all cannot defeat nor predict.
I want to let you know that I'm home and all okay now, but I really have to take things easy.
This is very difficult for me since I am an person that is always busy and running, and that NEEDS to be doing that or else she feels lame and stupid ;)

Don't worry please.
I will not let you down anymore, I'll update like a motherfucker and promise you to keep it up *wink*

Kisses,
Amarantha

Some people might have heard it from me already: I got a new piercing!

Of course my schedules didn't work out properly at all and I arrived way too late at Fleshfactory, the studio that took care of my piercing.
They just moved into a new space, and I was very curious about it!
I can say that this place looks great and beside all that ÍS great, a team of Hollands' best bodyart professionals took good care of me.
Their tattoo-artist Lennaert (chocolademonster) knew that I was dropping by, so he got a big easter-bunny made in chocolate. And he wouldn't be himself if he didn't bully me with it, not sharing a piece of that tasty bunny. After a lot of torture (And Ilya wasn't even started with the piercing yet! lol) I got my hands on that f*cking nice piece of chocolate and took this opportunity to feed my choco-addiction.
Pics of this soon *lol*

Time for the real thing, Ilya gave me a full explanation of how to take care of this piercing and how he's gonna do it to me. I listened carefully but secretly already imagined that sparkling little dermal between my breasts ;)
I heard some pure horror about dermal piercings from other people, and for a second thought "awwww this is gonna be evil and nasty"
Ilya prepared his instruments, and I held my breath.
I felt him doing stuff to my skin, but was pretty much convinced it was gonna hurt soon.
I closed my eyes for a milisecond, took a deep breathe, pinched my hands together, but....

still no sense of pain.
What was he doing??! Did he get started yet?!
"That's it!" he grinned. And he told me there was a perfect hole punched into my skin, that was slightly bleeding and looking good. I was very surprised, where was that awful pain people talked about?
Now the little silver piercing would be applied, and the skin would be opened up some more to create space. "Now THAT must be the torture part!" I thought.
Again I held my breath and waited for that pain to come..
But again no pain at all, and I noticed Ilya was cleaning up already.

WOW this was the easiest piercing ever! (At least for me, the lying in a chair part of the job haha!)
There is a small stud placed IN my tattoo on my chest, and it looks marvelous together!
We started out with a very small stud, because I want to be sure that I don't fuck up the healing process of the piercing. I do lots of sports and things that are not really handy when having such piercings, and there is a lot of risk that I would maybe rip it out or fall on it.
I assume things will be fine (or else I wouldn't have done it in first place) but I first want to make sure that it combines with my sports.
If so, a shiny sparkling crystal will take its place ;)

Later on we went to Amsterdam because I had lots more things to do.
But due to my 4hours delay I had to skip some of them.
After a nice dinner at my boobies' place (Manuela IS my boobies :P)  we went to town and met up with the whole Bloodsquad to discuss our Wasteland plans.
We had plans to visit a funny karaokebar but forgot about the soccergame that turned Amsterdam into Idiot-city. No offense but I generally don't like those hooligan-type-of-people being all drunk on the street and yelling weird stuff at you.
It doesn't hurt me, it just annoys the shit out of me. (Go buy BRAINS)
The karaokebar was turned into mofo-village and there was no karaoke tonight, so being very disappointed we moved on to another bar which looked like a highschool lunch hall.
Although this was quite shitty, we decided we needed a drink or two and Peter installed his laptop on our table. It was time to see the final videoresults that we were shooting over the past weeks for Wasteland. With a headset, the screen turned into a dead corner as much as possible because this wasn't flirty-pub-men-material at all.
The sexiness almost dripped off the screen, and people were trying to figure out what we were watching. "Home made porn!" was the answer (come on they asked for it)
Also I've seen the worst backstage video éver, which made me almost fall of my chair and pee my pants. (I was SO close, really hahaha)
People started to look even stranger at us, and I'm damn sure they were more interested than ever! ;)

After Wasteland (this weekend) I will be uploading the vids as soon as possible on my website so you can judge by yourself cool

BTW: It's pretty clear I shouldn't drink any alcohol, it's irresponsible.
I started telling people I wasn't wearing any underwear, and when they got curious about that even tried to show my ass like "see no undies!"
I seemed véry lesbian and probably danced like a monkey after a few beers.
I'm telling you: don't feed me alcohol again :P

Jesus, I have received a shitload of new images today!
Some I have put online already, others will have to wait untill I got the full series of them.
(I don't really want to post random single pictures constantly, better wait for the real deal)
From now on you can see me all dressed up and being cute on the website of Attitude Holland,

A Dutch company that sells ANYTHING that rocks your socks, no matter what styles you're into.
And for this shooting I also crawled into another skin (or two..three..) every now and then and worn some total different things than you're used to see me wearing.
Don't worry, you'll find some good old burlesque-wear too!

You can find the images in a brandnew folder in the Photography section.
Here you'll also notice a hot and steamy folder with photographs that are especially meant for our Wasteland gallery: The secret gallery of tortured souls!
No need to tell you, you'll find it..

Kisses,
Amarantha