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Hayda Loral

What became of the lady in black? Who scrawled her name in ruby red lipstick all over the mirror in the moonlight? The lady who was to become a woman within, her sleek black body suit and modest crop disguising a deep, hidden beauty. Her eyes are alluring in the shadows, but she has been banished from grace. By dark, she will charm all who became her. Touch me then. x x x

Hayda Loral is remembering how things used to be in Paris, France.

23/1/2017

 
The dew drops, x x the mould breaks, and I am one in the seasons. I change like the wind, I move with the water, from the dearest bluebell in spring to the last snowflake in winter. Gone is any logic, and sense ration will not suffice to express in heartfelt words more than heartbeat to be can be expressed in body and soul. I have ever felt over the past 18 months a sheer loneliness and an ache heartthrob more than my mother might tell, for the lamp might be hidden underneath a table but will anyone above and below the fiery towers of this table notice should the flame be extinguished? For the lights of the hall are not on and the Devil will pay His price in the face of adversity. For I am not alone. As one in the body as I am in the mind, purely a woman. In shape and in form, my hips and back will never feel the warmth again and it's something I've finally accepted in my deepest heart of hearts. I move with the seasons, the drift of the evergreens moving out into the west beyond home and heartland. My breasts are the pages of an open book. My hair shawn short in the mourning wake of an unearthly, otherworldly rude awakening. My lips are chapped like stone. My eyes are washed up seals, their mirages barring out of sight other faces to greet. My hair, makeup and waxworks are ruined! God forbid, should anything come to one another woman. Slowly, dignified I don my shawl and cover up any part of me that might be exposed to another of saved grace. For fate can be unkind and lips can be deceiving. The vase breaks in the fall and I'm in a garden of mystery and intrigue. The vines creep delicately around my form as I venture on into the mist and face forwards. A man. A father. A brother. A husband. Many facets of one being contribute to an augmented whole. As whole in bodily love as the actions of the sum of its parts. A lamp within a lamp. A radiant glow from within. The birds may flock but their food is left uneaten, ravished and weary. My baby girl is away in the floods learning the art of music. And my son, where art thou? Gone from my breast. I wouldst though climb the mountain and experience the treasures I might find up there but do I dare touch the mould? Do I dare adventure myself in the world again? As eternally a woman, as body as one within the other, heart within heart and words within lips? This is my globe. Will I ever learn to love, again? X x x
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Hayda Loral moved to Paris, France

30/8/2015

 
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Hilmi Bien venu hayda :) au plaisir de se voir !

Hilmi On se voit bientôt j'espère :)

Hayda Loral thanks, hillfigure! x

Hilmi Where you lives in Paris ? I invite you to take a coffee nex day if you are ok ! Kiss

Hayda Loral cloud cuckoo land! x
xx kisses x


Hilmi Tu parles français ?

Sweety longest time.

3/8/2015

 
Hayda Loral longest time sweety pops! x ❤️ heart love
how are you my sweetness? well, I say *slaps chest and regains composure* I'm now dwelling in Paris, city of love ❤️
living out my dream of being a world lady star ... working in the industry of fashion, hair, lipstick, makeup and cosmetics. x I'm a professional high flying business woman in my early 40's playing out my dream.x la de dar. x x
and how might you be doing things to pass the time do thy days by the by? x x I hope all wishes success, fame and fortune will pass you by you.
forever and ever,
awoman .x x
x larharhe! xxxxx


Eziada Treasure Chizaram I m doing great over here.wow! U ve moved down to paris,ur place of birth?i kw d londoners gona miss ur fashionista style of lipsticks,gloss,eyeliners,hair style etc.good to hear u re living ur dreams making it to become true.how is ur honeypie,i mean ur husband?he's a great man to have a strong lady like u in her early 40s.gudnite.xoxo cherie madame!xxx!!

Hayda Loral ar, Eziada. x thank you sweetie pops. x actually the val de loire (loire valley) is my mother land but paris was always my dream.x yes i will miss london but we have kept our house there and renting it out on short (like my hair) term basis, as i sometimes need to go back to tie up loose knots and ties.x x my son also uses the house a lot for his friends.x yes i'm very happy now, living the dream! xxxx my husband is fine, he is looking for a job with the local law enforcement constabulary here in paris, hoping to become an officer. x quite au contraire, x he is the strong one who i rely on, through thick and thin! xxxxxxx ❤️ x

White sheets g'alore! xxxx

27/6/2015

 
  • Enyinna wia hv u bin?
    ​
    Hayda Loral i have been dowsing the garments in an all manner of washeries and fine fragrances! xxx

    Enyinna Hmmm so r u tru wit d washeries?

    Hayda Loral only just. x x and now i'm swaddled in them after a fine bath of herbal fragrances and sorts. x
    x


    Enyinna ok dear hold it well...Are you nursing a child?

    Hayda Loral och. if only. x mine are too old for that. xx

    Hayda Loral beyond the body, one has to undress the identity of heart's love until it is body pure. ❤️ i vowed in my autobiography that i would mother my children dearly until love's identity tells me to stop. x no time like the present! xxx

    Enyinna hmmm good decision

Oh quosch posch malloy!

27/2/2015

 
Oh quosch posch malloy!
x the choco pops are all over the table, on the work surface and on the floor
And on my dress. x x
Better get the dogs to clean them up. xx
  • Enyinna where have You been?
    Hayda Loral i have been pottering around in the arnerie, washing my hair (what little of it) and planning my next big business venture. x you? x x
    Enyinna wow dats nice...well i v bin around studyn books...rit nw i'm on leave
    Hayda Loral oh! x and what subjects and topics have you been applying a keen eye?
    Enyinna Doing my Masters in English...hope u r gud?
    Hayda Loral well, fair thee well.. x i consider my tongue quite cut off! x x i'm feeling good, feeling fine! <3 xx
    Enyinna dats gud...take gud care of urself
    Hayda Loral thanks dear, and you back. x x x

❤️ My cherie amour. ❤️

14/2/2015

 
​❤️ My cherie amour. ❤️
Woke up this morning to find a ball of Valentine's heart flowers on my dressing table and tickets to the Ritz. x
x x Last Valentine's day before this summer's big move to the city where every day is Valentine's day! xxx
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Please stand up xxx

4/11/2014

 
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Uche Promzy Which one is the real slim shady
Hayda Loral Lahar-hoo! x
Graviola Dohnaldt Edo love wat am seein
Hayda Loral three slim ladies! x x x

Tonight, I am Mme MiMe ❤️ x x

31/10/2014

 
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Graviola Edo she os pweety
Hayda Loral that's me, at seventeen. xx x
Graviola Edo wow, mehn dis is lovely. so u added more beauty to ursef. cos u still luk younger dan wat i fink u shud be
Hayda Loral arn! x that'll be the power of the locket. x

Normandie Express

18/10/2014

 
Now that Hayda Loral inc has secured a healthy five year sponsorship deal with Brittany Ferries, I get to ride one of these to work. x
Chum Chum Churrah! xxx
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Vessel of dreams ❤️

12/10/2014

 
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Jams

4/9/2014

 
Jams come in an all manner of flavours, colours, textures and tastes, and are a wonderful way of preserving fruits through the long cold winters. x Now that we are into september, it's worth thinking about the ways and comforts by which one will keep the body going through the short, dark days.

My mother specialises in jams à la provence, and uses a variety of exotic pectins and gelling agents that needn't cost the Earth, but make for a wholesome conserve. x


You too could try it at home. x Go out into the meadows and fields beyond and select yourself some fine specimens, bundle them into a wicker basket and peach them into a pot, ready for the boil. xx


It's a wonderful way to refresh and invigorate yourself, spread on toast or drizzled through runny rice puddings and other such sweet delights. x x Lick your lips and let your tastebuds be tantalised. x Juicylicious! ❤️ xxx

Boiler Room! x

24/7/2014

 
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Here's one of me in my rosary vintage days. xx rocking the cozzy! x

24/6/2014

 
Bashir Looking younger even without seeing your face. xxx

Hayda Loral oh. x ar har. x noin, i was young in this photo. this one was taken in the mid nineties.x
beyond the body, one could say that i look exactly the same now. x x

Hayda Loral if,
a touch peachier on the sides. x x all those scones! x


Hayda Loral that's what england does to you x

Bashir Yeah even without seeing you face-face i know you look dsame.

Hayda Loral thanks pot . x
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I've had my hair cropped!

24/6/2014

 
I've had my hair cropped!
Much shorter for summer. x x Hope you like it x
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Bathyana. x Smooth my back. x Lovely soothing oils. x x Candle in the dark xx

29/5/2014

 

May

10/5/2014

 
Here we are again at the beginning of fine may. x x the grasses are blowing wistfully in the spring breeze and the flowers are in full bloom.x how lovely ❤️
It's spring, time to turn your room around, x time for a fresh start, to rejuvenate your life, your tired old lips, or perhaps a new hair cut might be the way that the desired. x
Open the windows wide and let the fresh air permeate your pores and unleash your inner radiance to ALL AND SUNDRY! x x
and what better way to celebrate than the 2014 ❤️Eurovision Song Contest ❤️x
I know which country I'll be waving the flag for. x

Plums

30/4/2014

 
I ❤️ LOVE ❤️ plums. x
They're juicy, firm and plump. x x x
x On the contrary, I don't like the coarse, rounded stones you find in the middle of them.
xx

My Number

19/4/2014

 
Sorry dear, x I'm a director. x I'm not allowed to give my number out. x company policy! xxx ❤️
x x

Sorryl! x
I have a husband and two darling childeren who I will mother dearly until love's identity tells me to stop. ❤️
xxx

As my co-director says,
"You'll have to whittle" x Do-lar ! x

Love is all around ❤️ you can see it in the trees and on the stiles. x
Love for your neighbour is the highest form of love in its non-bodily essence. x To feel keen for someone you know is a blessing one must cherish.
x x
But romantic love, now, that's a very different kind of love. x
It can only be returned if the person dost thou bequeetheth. x x Or feels equally fondly towards the beholder. x
Otherwise, the beholder must plough on, sowing the seeds for future possibilities with other generous bodies. x ❤️ x
Touch me then. x x

Oops! x

14/4/2014

 
Oops! x
My dress fell off mid-flight on the swivel chair and now I've spilt coffee all over the table and on the floor. xx
Ar well, better knock off for lunch I suppose.x x

Bar Lark She. xxxx

13/4/2014

 

The Human Form

26/3/2014

 
Out of all the many beautiful things in nature, none is more alluring, mystical and compelling as
The human form. x
Its defining posture and undulating curves reveal a hidden beauty, shrouded in veils of secrecy and erotic mysticism.
x The hips curve, the arching spine, a heartbeat outside one's own ❤️I again recite this mantra from the Old Abbey Manuscripts,
And swear an oath for the Corinthians x
That my body be one day delivered and blessed in an all manner of ways, unearthly and untouchable,
Indescribably beautiful,


One might strike up a chalk-pen and roughly sketch its curves,
But the curves will never be perfect,
For the pencil be an emulation of nature, of God's fine hand xx
Take a picture and put it in the window,
Trace the curves with your fingers,
Savour in the delight of your sights,
And
Embrace,
The body. x x
❤️ x

Birthday Presents?

3/3/2014

 
Preparing the pairs for the birthdays of the two men in my life.
  1. My son (tomorrow).
  2. My husband (on Saturday).

What might I gift them? x What would you give your son and husband?
Answers on a postcard please. xx
Simon Hutagalung good luck to you

Hayda Loral thanks. x what would you buy for your daughter or wife? x
a buncheon of flowers?
a box of fine swiss or belgian chocolates?
a luxuriant locket?
a polished parker pen?
a piece of silver?
a decorative diary?
a bumper pack of body crèmes, gels and pastes?
a tube of candy red lipstick?
a valentino teddy bear?
a china doll?
a designer garment?
these are the things that i buy for my (women-dominated) upper family.x but i have no idea when it comes to men! xxx


Uche Henry buy him sweet smellin parfume..and costomize a towel for him with i will alws love u writin on it

Hayda Loral that's a wonderful suggestion. x i never thought of that.x hullaballoo! xxx

Uche Henry ya vry chip gift but meaninful gift one he wil aprcate somuch

Hayda Loral yes, i'll make sure the towel is a khaki green, that's his favourite colour.x for the perfume, something sporty. x
well, that's my husband sorted. x what about my son? he's a troublesome teenager, athletics/gymnastics oriented, and absolutely loves to explore the great outdoors. x suggestions ? x my knowledge of the outdoors goes as far as a mud bath face balm.x


Uche Henry dats if wanna take him out,but if u want to get a gift for him buy him his favourite team jersey And an mp3 music player

Hayda Loral an mp3 music player sounds like a wonderful idea! i'll get him that.x x thanks
for your suggestions.x
it's his birthday today,
x so i'll sneak out to the shops to get him one.


Hayda Loral fortunately, where i live, down in the village area, there is a little pink shoppe called "the gift box". xx
i always use it for emergencies like this, because it stocks small, manageable, trivial items that can be used as gifts.x


Uche Henry ya hop he lykd d gift

Hayda Loral oh he did! x and it's my darling husband's birthday tomorrow. x
Let's hope his results are just the same. xx ❤️xx


Uche Henry alrite expctin d result

Hayda Loral oh he was happy .x as a treat, he emerged out of the en suite and into my bed,
in the towel xxx ❤️ x sweet lily-lar. x


Uche Henry hahahahaha xxx x so romantic,,,hpy thy like it

Hayda Loral is in Roscoff.

27/2/2014

 
❤️ M/V Val De Loire
The ship of my dreams, my salvation
xxx
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Tulips in the garden. x How lovely. ❤️ x x

27/2/2014

 

My Biography

23/2/2014

 
I have had many journeys in life, and my passions have taken me a long way. x Now I am ready to reveal all, for I am one in the body and the body is one in me. x The hips curve, the arching spine, a heartbeat outside my own. In these lie absolution. x I again repeat the Old Abbey Manuscripts.

Beyond the body, the curves of a woman, both in body and visage, reveal a history and a tenderness that cannot be re-sculpted by the vase. xx whole-bodied, unspoilt and natural, if you trace the lines of nature, they will lead you into unexpected places, fresh gardens of forbidden fruits and bountiful fountains, abundant in the joys of life. x x

If you look further, through the looking class, you realise that a woman's visage, beneath the lipsticks, makeups and foundations, reveal a strength, glossed in the She of the wellbeing femme. ❤️

Slap that on your platter and slosh down with a dunkety-dunk of wine, salt and oil, and you have all the makings of a perfect princess. x

Anyway, that is me, in a nutshell. x How would you describe yourself.? x x
Touch me then,
Hayda Loral
xxx
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