Archive for October, 2007

Year in Review

Published on October 31, 2007 in Journal posts. 15 Comments

Greetings from the island of Hawai’i! Today I turn 27 years old. Time went by so fast this year, I swear. In retrospect, I would say this has been one of my most successful, productive, and busiest years in my life. I’ve never had a boring year, that’s for sure… but this year was just… wam bam - thank you ma’am, one task after another.

1) Moved from San Diego to Indiana
2) Bought my first home (4 BR, 4 BA with over an acre… sweet!)
3) Spent months furnishing my first home with much needed furniture. Everything in the house is brand new except one couch. All bedroom sets, rugs, tables, etc. all new.
4) Swapped my Eclipse for a brand new SUV
5) Quit smoking (had 3 cigs all year, when used to smoke over a pack a day)
6) Quit drugs (completely. wow.)
7) Quit drinking (well except for 2 nights of binge drinking) 8) Lost over 100 pounds
9) Stopped taking OCD medication and gradually overcame over 20 personal phobias due to lots of determination and self-hypnosis
10) Went to London and saw Westminster Abbey, Parliament, London Bridge, and soooo many landmarks! Wow!
11) Went to Hawaii… twice. (Oahu & Big Island) - once to see cousin Leanna get married!
12) Went to California… twice. (LA, San Diego, Santa Ana, Newport Beach)
13) Went to New York… twice.
14) Experienced my first bed and breakfast at the Victorian Villa in Michigan
15) Helped my mom get conservatorship of my brother in court (HUGE NEWS!)
16) Helped the 8 kids I sponsor by upgrading their living situations compared to last year. One kid, Kennedy (and his brother - name unknown), now sleep on beds instead of the concrete floor… and a few other kids now have electricity paid for a YEAR and this is their first time using any electricity EVER cause they couldn’t afford it. The photos they sent me were priceless - the looks on their faces next to a lit lamp were just… wow.
17) Doubled my income. (I’ve doubled it every year for 3 straight years now)
18) Fell in (and out) of love with slave m… but the point is that I let my guard down and was willing to love. That was a big step for me. I don’t regret it for a moment. It was worth every second.
19) Recorded with Lycia, Alexandra, and Deidre all in the same year!
20) Saved up for months to be able to afford my own sauna, gym equipment, and lots of electronic trinkets.
21) Learned how to cry. Really cry. For years, I’ve held it in and didn’t know how to let it out. This year I learned how to do it without beating myself up for it. I’ve found that crying is actually quite therapeutic. Who knew?
22) Began a daily workout routine - all year — and stuck to it. Never in my life did I think I would have been able to do it. This year, I was determined and FINALLY learned the importance of fitness and exercise.
23) Earned an NLP certification (now working on master)
24) I’m tempted to post my involvement in a few people’s marriages and their newborn babies being born, but those are THEIR achievements, not mine.
25) Raised thousands of dollars for various charities.
26) My first signs of facial wrinkles are appearing. I have them around my eyes and two faint smile lines. I also tried botox for the first time ever.
27) Although I was perfectly content with my $10 mexican pouch, I bought my first designer purse (Dior and also Chloe). I also bought my first pair of designer shoes (Dior), and designer jewelry (Gucci). I’m still content with the cheap stuff though.

I know I’m forgetting a shitload of things and events but these are the only ones at the top of my head.

– I wonder what next year will be like.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

Shoes

Published on October 29, 2007 in Journal posts. 6 Comments

Wow, my shoe collection has grown from tiny to… um… well… I had to buy a bookshelf and turn it into a shoe rack because my shoes are too tall and bulky for regular shoe racks. Funny thing is, I can only comfortably walk in 2 of those pairs of shoes. Everything else is usually for photoshoots and sitting down — but the rest of them are incredibly awkward to stand or walk. I’m not exactly the type of girl who wears high heels because I wobble on them and look like a strange person who needs a balance beam. When I wear tall stilettos, I’m more likely to lean on a wall or hold on to a counter just to try to walk to the other side of the floor. Comparing the situation is similar to telling an infant to walk in high heels. It results in lots of falling. I find it much easier to wear boots, tennis shoes, and sandals.

By the way, I’m leaving super early in the morning for Hawaii and will be back on the 19th. So please bear with me when it comes to replying to mail.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

Photos from a couple parties

Published on October 29, 2007 in Journal posts. 8 Comments

Last night I went to the neighborhood Halloween/Thanksgiving potluck where people optionally dressed in costumes. Three of us dressed in costumes, and one wore a mask — everyone else dressed in regular street clothes. I had a much better time at the party this year than I did last year and really got to know many of them on a personal level and it turns out that a lot of us have common interests. We talked about everything from motorcycles to hypnosis to American Idol to deer in our yard, you name it - we talked about it.

The night took an even better turn when two of the people (the guy dressed like Rick James and his wife who was dressed like Daphne from Scooby Doo) invited me to ANOTHER party on the same night — which just happened to be a few doors down in the same neighborhood. He said I would fit in wonderfully there and said it might be “more your crowd” and boy was he right! I swear, for the first time since living in Bloomington, I partied with people who were sooooo my type. There were over 50 costume-clad people at the second party and half the girls wore miniskirts or boots and some were dressed as dominatrixes — the guys wore austin powers uniforms or dressed as secret agents, one guy even wore a giant penis about 3 feet long sticking out of his pants. I ended up meeting some AMAZING people there (and they live practically next door to me, who knew???) — my impression of doctors was SO wrong… because the host of the party was none other than a doctor. Many of his doctor friends had shown up - and friends of his wife had arrived, so it was a very diverse crowd. Some played a guitar game (kind of like karaoke, but with a guitar) and I chatted with some new friends. It was a blast.

There was free beer, free wine, free liquor at both parties - all you can drink… but I was a good girl and drank water. People kept handing me drinks left and right, but I politely declined. They all kept saying things like, “It’s ok, you don’t have to drive home, you can spend the night or you can walk home, and you’re among friends!” But I really was doing the sober thing for MYSELF because I made a pact I intend to keep. Surprisingly, I wasn’t tempted *even a little bit* to drink. Not even a taste. Is it selfish that I felt really felt proud of myself afterwards? Normally, I would have stumbled out drunk, guilty for doing or saying something embarrassing. But this time, I had a blast — and did it totally sober. I didn’t grab anyone’s butts or anyone’s breasts and didn’t even flirt with anyone. *shock* But I got to know some new people on a personal level and to me that is more important. I had no idea that being sober would be so much freaking fun. I know it sounds stupid, but to me, this was a completely new experience. Party = sober. New experience.

The host of the first party sent me some photos that were taken via email and I thought I’d post them in my journal.

Can you spot me?
(This is from the 1st party, not the second party)

And here is a photo from the 2nd party - all I had was my camera phone and I took the pics after most everyone already left. I had forgotten I even HAD my phone with me until most of the partygoers left.

blurry camera-phone pic - the girls behind me wore 60s mini-dresses. Hot!

Can you spot Austin Powers?

blurry camera-phone pic from 2nd party

watching one of the guys doing karaoke guitar

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox

Cage Confinement

Published on October 27, 2007 in Journal posts. 4 Comments

Enter inside My virtual brainwashing cage if you dare… but I warn you, 33 minutes can feel like a lifetime when you’re trapped…

Listen to free sample of “Cage Confinement”

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

Isabella’s unfinished dungeon

Published on October 26, 2007 in Journal posts. 15 Comments

Secret’s out. I have a wee bit of a spanking fetish. I admit, it can be overwhelming to guests that my house is slowly being converted to a dungeon. I wonder what my family will think when they come over for christmas. Hmm.

Funny thing is, this is probably the one time where it would actually hurt *me* more to do the swinging than it would if I popped someone. I can’t wait till I get full range of motion with my arms again. These sore muscles are killing me.

I’m also considering perhaps in December or January I might throw a play party when I get my dungeon finished. It’s still in beginning stages right now.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

The Awakening

Published on October 25, 2007 in Journal posts. 9 Comments

Today has been a huge awakening for me, perhaps a wake-up call that I think everyone should experience a handful of times throughout their lives. Sometimes people learn the hard way. When I woke up this morning, I had (and I counted) 16 unexplained bruises on my body. When I touch the middle of my stomach, I feel sharp pain (in a diameter similar to a fist). That too, is unexplained. I could barely move my neck. I felt like walking death and could literally barely move, much less try to exercise. Both of my knees have bruises the size of coke cans. Perhaps at one point I must have fallen? Did I fall down a flight of stairs? Did I get into a fistfight with a ghost? I felt the way Muhammad Ali did in his fight with Frazier when he said, “So this is what death feels like.” I’m telling you. I felt it.

So what do you do when you start a day like that? I’ll tell you what you do. You beg. And I do mean beg a massage therapist to take pity on you and fit you in her day in a short notice. And that’s exactly what I did.

Normally I’ve used Beverly from Carmen Delgado Spa as my massage therapist, but she had surgery recently and has left the company. Beverly was also my friend, and I feel sad that I have no way of reaching her. I feel like I’ve lost her as a friend forever because the company won’t give me her number for privacy reasons. I do hope she is ok. She is a breast cancer survivor and had both of her breasts removed, so when I heard she had sudden surgery, worst-case scenarious were going through my head. I miss her.

So I found another massage therapist who coincidentally happens to be smart and beautiful and worked wonders with my neck. I must say… I didn’t want to admit this to her… but it was quite an arousing experience. At one point I think I felt a breast on my face and I swore I had gone from hell to heaven in .6 seconds. We talked about many things and turns out we have quite a bit in common and she wants to get to know me on a personal basis (she even asked for my info - and inquired about erotic hypnosis too!). It’s nice to meet new people and I want to find out more about her. She still doesn’t know I’m a Domme, but who knows, maybe she drew her own conclusions by the tattoos on my back.

Although I still feel sore and tender, I can at least move my neck and can walk up and down stairs. But I don’t think I’ll be capable of riding my bike until next year (plus it’s getting colder outside).

Whatever happened to make me wake up like I did, I’m grateful. I’ve learned so much. I know this sounds vague, but some things are personal experiences that are better left just that… personal.

On another note, I am grateful to the person who bought me the cd “The Awakening” by Melissa Etheridge which I’ve been listening to all day. It’s a remarkable cd and all the music on it really hit home for me. Songs 9-16 are my absolute favorite and are worth re-listening to every single day.

I don’t think I look very sexy wearing a neck brace. LOL

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

P.S. I have also learned that it takes less alcohol to drunkify me than it did when I was 100 pounds heavier. I never took that into account. Lesson learned. Lesson learned.

Questionnaire

Published on October 24, 2007 in Journal posts. 4 Comments

I borrowed this meme from

Do you sleep with the TV on? No, never. That wastes a huge amount of electricity. However, sometimes I sleep with a hypno recording playing on the cd player which automatically turns off after it plays one time. I fall asleep rather quickly then.

Have you ever drank milk straight out of the carton? Rarely - I prefer a small tumbler glass since I have to portion out my milk as part of my diet. At least that way I can know how much milk I’m actually drinking. I’ve noticed that 8 small swallows is equal to one/half cup.

How fast can you type? I used to be able to type 90 wpm, but I think I’m about 70 now.

Are you afraid of the dark? I embrace the dark. Sometimes I imagine life as a blind woman.

Eye color? Hazel, they change colors a lot. Some days are greener, grayer, or bluer than others.

Do you knock on wood? Every time.

Are you drinking anything right now? No, but I had some apple juice a few minutes ago

Do you have good vision? I’m far-sighted and have a slight stigmatism, but I can perform without my glasses. I get a headache if I remove my glasses for an extended period of time. I wear my glasses everyday, especially on computer or driving.

Can you hula hoop? I’ve tried many times, trust me. But no. I can’t belly dance either.

How often do you talk on the phone? For work, depends. For personal, rarely.

What are you thinking right now? I need to reply to so-and-so via email.

Do you own a night light? Actually my house came with 4 installed nightlights already and I’ve sort of left them there.

A movie you watched when you were little? Bambi

Nose ring or tongue ring? I used to have both, now I have neither

Where were you at 3:02 AM this morning? – On the computer

What color is your cell phone? - Dark blue

Do you own an iPod? - two of them

What was the first thing you thought this morning? – Johnny is sooo adorable when he sleeps next to me

What was the last thing that you had to eat? – cookies n cream vitamin bar

What was the last movie you watched? Flightplan

What food are you craving? Lobster

What did you dream last night? I can’t remember, but I always have freaky dreams

What’s the last tv show you watched? A Year at the Windsor Castle

Do you always lock your bedroom door? No. But I do alarm the house. I leave the bedroom doors open so Johnny can roam throughout the house if he wants.

Are you on any prescribed medication? Not anymore.

Have you ever cut your own hair? All the time. Been cutting my own hair since I was 4 years old. I’ve screwed it up a few times and had to have a barber straighten it out.

What is your favorite frozen treat? If I answer this, I’ll feel incredibly guilty. I better not. Besides, I wanna think of healthy treats hehe.

How many piercings/tattoos do you have? 15 tattoos, 6 piercings (ears)

Wheres your favorite place to be? Sadly, I’d have to say at the computer. It feels like home.

Who’s someone you haven’t seen in a while and miss? deidre

Who was the last person to text you? my sister

Do you care what people think about you? Sometimes

Have you ever done something to make trouble? All the time LOL

Have you ever moshed? Yeah almost got trampled and got a bruise on my face

What do you smell right now? Juicy Couture perfume on my wrist

Do you like ketchup? a little bit yeah

What do you tell yourself when times get hard? Two things: 1) Just breathe, you can do this. and 2) I need a slave.

What color is your pillow case? - light green (downstairs) and cream (upstairs)

If you could say something to your ex what would it be? Congrats on your baby

Who was the last persons stomach you saw? Chris Crocker

Do you enjoy giving hugs? only if I feel intimately towards them

Have you ever been to another country? yup

Have you ever suffered from bulimia, anorexia, etc? No, but I’ve suffered from morbid obesity for over 10 years. Finally getting out of that.

What celebrities do people say you look like? Most often people say that when I have blonde hair (and if I were thinner), my facial features remind them of Reese Witherspoon. Personally, I think I better resemble Alison Sweeney - and possibly even Candice Cameron.

Does it annoy you when someone says they’ll call but don’t? No. I don’t really like getting calls. They always seem to call at the wrong time…

Love
Isabella
xxooxox

Trick or Treat

Published on October 24, 2007 in Journal posts. 1 Comment

Those who bought the “Trick-or-Treat” bag last year for Halloween were quite surprised. Hmm… wonder what I’ll do this year? Am I feeling naughty or nice? Sweet or evil? hehe… What do I have up my sleeve?

I suppose the real question is — how many people are willing to spend $14.97 on the unknown? Perhaps none, perhaps some, perhaps a lot. Your guess is as good as mine. It’s interesting to dangle a mysterious product and watch the suspense build.

Those who dare to be brave, you may buy it here…

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

Grocery Shopping List

Published on October 24, 2007 in . 0 Comments

Your 7 day-training will require a week’s worth of food. Take this grocery list with you to the store.

Cheerios (or generic equivalent)
One gallon skim milk
Strawberries
2 Bagels
Cream Cheese
Orange juice
Baby Carrots (optional)
Broccoli (optional)
Celery
Strawberry jelly
Wheat bread
Peanut Butter
2 oranges
3 bananas
2 cans of tomato soup
Saltine crackers
Salad dressing
Ketchup (optional)
Mustard (optional)
Cucumber
2 tomatoes
2 hotdogs
1 can of chicken soup
1 egg
1 granola bar
hamburger meat for one burger
1 slice of cheese
1 chicken breast
lettuce
toothbrush (a cheap one for cleaning floor)
Note: If you’re vegan or vegetarian, email Me and I’ll give you an alternate menu

Skeptical slave - psychology experiment results

Published on October 24, 2007 in Journal posts. 14 Comments

After I released the Skeptical Slave recording, I waited and waited… and waited for any sort of feedback and/or emails showing what the people did for Me. As many of you know, the recording was a psychological experiment, and I’m sure many assumed the experiment was about obedience, but it wasn’t. The true experiment was to see who would email Me their drawings afterwards and had nothing to do with obedience whatsoever. It was about seeing who was willing to follow through with optional requests, knowing it would please Me. How’s that for figuring people out?

Hundreds of people purchased it, but not a single person followed through by sending Me the optional email afterwards… until tonight. One person emailed Me their drawing.

And the slave did not spell My name right. Twice. **bangs head against the wall**

So the psychological experiment has showed Me this so far:
1) If I briefly mention that it will please Me if they follow an optional instruction, then little to no one will do it. (This was within “Skeptical Slave“) I received one letter.

2) If I give people a direct command to email Me and say it will make Me happy, then people are more inclined to do it. (This was within “Cocoon Submission“) Thousands of people emailed Me simply because it was a direct command.

3) If the optional command requires any sort of effort on their parts (such as putting a drawing on a scanner), then they disregard it and think it’s not worth pleasing their Goddess.

Why do you think that is?

I know subs like to hear direct commands, but I assumed the part about Me being happy would come into factor in both situations. I guess not. Maybe it’s not so much about making Me happy - as it is them feeling they had no choice in the matter. I’m not so sure I like slaves with that mentality. The slaves that receive My attention and earn My favor are ones who put My feelings and My desires above their own. I shouldn’t have to “require” something. I should simply say, “It would please Me if you did this…” That only goes to show that whoever listened to “Cocoon Submission” and wrote emails complimenting Me (a requirement) would probably never have written them if I hadn’t commanded it - which is sad. Apparently most of My clients who call themselves “slaves” really aren’t. Although they do what they’re told, most appear to have absolutely no desire to genuinely please Me.

Kind of like when I throw free stuff in My journal without people knowing it - hundreds of people showed up to get a free recording, complimenting Me on My weight loss, when most of them really could give a shit. Most (but not all) just wanted a freebie - the ones who didn’t want anything were either non-customers or past-customers who just happen to read My journal. I suppose I expected that, but being a psychology major - I’m always digging into issues deeper than I should. I want to know why people act the way they do and although I haven’t reached a definitive conclusion - at least with My small sampling of customers, I’d say very few (less than 5 people out of over 10,000) probably have the ability to be real life slaves. And that doesn’t necessarily mean they’re worthy of being a slave to ME - but possibly being a slave to ANYONE, period.

I really want to be proven wrong on this one.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

P.S. Only two people (that I’m aware of) are actually participating in the 7-day Slave Training I posted earlier in My journal. It’s funny how many of My customers beg and beg and beg to be My real life slave, beg to be in My brainwashing cage, beg to serve at My feet, beg to be feminized, beg to meet Me in person and be a slave - yet when I tell people what I want or request or desire, then very few people think it’s worth it. And people wonder why I’m so picky. Now you know. I’m looking for people who are WILLING to be TRAINED and actually go through with My detailed, and at times outlandish, requirements. Otherwise, what’s the point of asking to be My slave? I’m searching for someone who puts Me first (above their pain, above their desires, above everything - even to the point of sacrificing their own comfort and time).

2257 - WE WON!

Published on October 23, 2007 in Journal posts. 6 Comments

YAY - GREAT NEWS!!!! After 12 long years, the 6th Circuit Court of Appeals Rules 2257 unconstitutional…

Read article

This is HUGE news for EVERYONE in the adult industry!!! YAY! I am so happy I could scream. In fact, I think I will.

***SCREAM***

Now I can concentrate on my adult nude photography again and not have to worry about stupid 2257 postings. And I can do videos with nudity without the government stepping in. Fuck yeah.

It’s about time.

Love
Isabella
xxooxox

Tony’s Alive.

Published on October 23, 2007 in Journal posts. 0 Comments

I KNEW IT!!!!! Tony lives!!!!
Proof

Love
Isabella
xoxoxox

Erotic Hypnosis Video: Must Obey Isabella

Published on October 23, 2007 in . 0 Comments

Erotic Hypnosis Video: Must Obey Isabella
*All genders can enjoy this*

Must Obey Isabella… Submit…
Fall in Love with Isabella… you know you want to…
Be a Slave to Isabella… Kneel before your Goddess.

Experience an erotic hypnosis short video with Isabella Valentine. Lots of hypnotic special effects added to help increase your trance.

Made for Windows Media Player for PC users only.

Play free video sample

Format: WMV Video Download - average quality
Sound Quality: Professional First-Rate
Vocal Sound Effects: none
Soft Background Music: No
Overdubbing Vocals: Yes
Length: 9 minutes, 34 seconds
Zip Size: Approx. 35 MB
Price: $14.97

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Must Obey Isabella

Published on October 23, 2007 in Journal posts. 8 Comments

I’ve released a new erotic hypnosis video titled “Must Obey Isabella” - it’s not very long, only 9 minutes, however the price is less than half of that of a recording. Only $14.97.

You can watch a free sample of the video here

Also I’ve removed the videos: Hypnotic Breasts and Hypnotic Eyes off the sites, so if you have those - then hang on to them or back them up on cd. The only reason I’m removing them is because I made those over 100 lbs. ago and would like to update my site presence to reflect how I look today. Although many said I looked good then, it feels almost false to leave those up and give people the impression I still look like that. I hope to continue putting out new videos more often as I reach closer to my final weight goal.

I’ve lowered the price of the Mind Game Video to $14.97 instead of $35, because I feel that since it’s not as long as a hypnosis recording, it shouldn’t be the same price as one.

Love
Isabella
xooxoxox

P.S. Thanks to for recommending that I donate that Halloween candy to a homeless shelter. They will get much more use out of it than I will, and I’m sure they’ll appreciate it more as well. I must admit, I was a bit nervous pulling up into the parking lot of the shelter (right next to the community kitchen) because there were men standing outside of the door. I’m not sure why I feel weird approaching a door with people standing around it, but I just do. Some people stared at me and I smiled, but I felt so out of place that I didn’t say anything to anyone. I gave the gifts to a volunteer and he said thank you and I left. Sadly, I don’t have any great things to report about it. I was too chicken to talk to anyone. It really wasn’t like me at all to do that. When I was in San Francisco for Gay Pride last year, I talked to many many homeless people and they were all so friendly. But for some reason, I just clammed up yesterday. Not sure what came over me.

How did I become an erotic hypnotist?

Published on October 23, 2007 in Journal posts. 7 Comments

asked Me that yesterday, and although it would be cool if I could just make it a one-line answer, I think I have to go back to the very beginning (if there is one). It took many years (and a lot of sweat) to get where I am today. I just posted it in the Erotic Hypnosis FAQ section on IsabellaValentine.com as well. Thank you all for inquiring and for showing interest in me.

I’ve always been a very sexual person and dreamed of having a career where I could openly talk about sex. I often fantasized about getting paid to be sexual, but figured it was just a dream. Many years ago when I was married (and before I came out of the closet as a lesbian), My husband and I were bored in a tent while camping and had nothing to do, so we turned on our scanner and eavesdropped on people’s cell phone conversations. I heard a woman in a bathtub telling a man on the other end that she was horny and was waiting for him. We could hear him speeding through traffic while he told her how bad he wanted to be there. In the meantime, she began faking an orgasm. To Me, it was obviously fake. To My husband, it sounded real. I remember thinking, I can fake an orgasm better than that! Come on. After we divorced, a lady tried to advertise a classified listing that said “Seeking Phone Sex Operators - will pay” in the local newspaper. My boss wouldn’t let us run the ad at the paper cause it was a conservative town in Okeechobee, FL, but I copied the ad and researched phone sex to become familiar with it. People in the business warned Me that phone sex wasn’t a career you could ”rely on” and very few people ”make it big.” Phone sex was compared to acting, and while some become millionaires, others starve for parts. I still figured I had to give it a shot. I figured that since I had worked for several daily newspapers and was used to stress and pushing Myself to the limit, that phone sex would be a piece of cake. I was wrong. I worked harder than I ever thought possible; talking to people, flirting, trolling, web design, advertising, convincing people to speak with Me - and that was BEFORE getting them on the phone. I spent nearly two years working 100-hour weeks establishing a regular clientelle consisting of several thousand people. Spare time was completely non-existent and I sacrified My friends and fun to sit at the computer and reel in clients. After much perseverence and sweat, I became the top ranked phone sex operator for two different companies. Eventually I joined Niteflirt and moved up the ladder and became the #1 phone sex operator in the Feminization category.

Although my dream of being top-ranked had come true, I was personally unfulfilled. Phone sex seemed like a short-term release for people and I wanted to be able to give people something long-term, something that would last a lot longer than just a simple phone call. I knew a recording would last much longer and give people much more satisfaction cause I could spend time deciding what to say and be able to make fantasies more real. I felt I was evolving and wanted to try something different. I had always been fascinated with hypnosis from tv shows like Batman and had often seen stage hypnotists and thought it would be neat to incorporate hypnosis into phone calls. I knew that I would have to study it because I had zero experience. So I read dozens of hypnosis and mind control books, took classes, and earned a clinical hypnotherapist certification, an NLP practitioner certification, and a certification in Time Line Therapy. After years of studying and practicing hypnosis and creating My own unique hypnotic style, I stopped doing phone sex and began focusing all My efforts on erotic hypnosis and femdom hypnosis. The regulars I had as a phone sex operator followed Me as an erotic hypnotist, which doubled My clientelle to well over 10,000 individual clients and I am happy to say that I am currently a top ranked hypnotist for the multi-million dollar company, Niteflirt, within several categories. Thank you all for allowing Me to be a part of your lives and for entrusting Me with your minds. It truly is an honor and a privilege that you have helped Me get where I am today.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

Psychological Test

Published on October 22, 2007 in Journal posts. 24 Comments

I borrowed this from

What direction is the image rotating? Can you make it spin the other way? Are you right brained or left brained? This thing totally is fascinating. What do you think?

If clockwise, then you use more of the right side of the brain and vice versa.

Most of us would see the dancer turning anti-clockwise though you can try to focus and change the direction; see if you can do it.

LEFT BRAIN FUNCTIONS
uses logic
detail oriented
facts rule
words and language
present and past
math and science
can comprehend
knowing
acknowledges
order/pattern perception
knows object name
reality based
forms strategies
practical
safe

RIGHT BRAIN FUNCTIONS
uses feeling
“big picture” oriented
imagination rules
symbols and images
present and future
philosophy & religion
can “get it” (i.e. meaning)
believes
appreciates
spatial perception
knows object function
fantasy based
presents possibilities
impetuous
risk taking

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My personal results:

I sat here for the longest time and it would only rotate in one direction (clockwise) and then after an immense amount of focusing and really racking my brain, I finally got it to go counter-clockwise. It was truly driving me crazy to see it clockwise again. Although I’m naturally extremely right-brained, I’ve been doing mind exercises for years to try to use my left brain more. Logic has been something I’ve had to work at but with a lot of practice and perseverence (and pulling my hair out sometimes), I think I have a handle on things. I took a right-brain / left-brain test when I was 14 years old, and my mom turned out to be far left-brained and I was the opposite. After we had the test results, we both made an effort to try to understand each other in a different way and would describe things in a unique way when trying to persuade or convince the other person to agree with us. I still find tests like these fascinating. Is it just me or did it almost give you a headache trying to get it to go the other way?

O boy.

Published on October 21, 2007 in Journal posts. 15 Comments

Sometimes I think that people out there is watching me and laughing their asses off. Is it just me, or do you often feel like you’re the actor/actress on some big movie screen and there is an audience watching you but you can’t see them? I feel that way all the time. When something good happens in my life, I feel like people are thinking, like “She’s so fucking lucky, I hate her.” Or when something bad happens in my life, all the guys grab their nutsacks and say, “Oooh that’s gotta hurt. Better her than me.” Or when I do something really stupid and embarrassing, all the people spit up their drinks and say, “This girl is insane.” I feel that way constantly and have since I was a kid. I used to have dreams where I lived in a glass house and my neighbors could see me through one way mirrors (even going to the bathroom) and I had absolutely no privacy. It scared me as well as thrilled me. Kind of like Britney Spears, who says she hates not having privacy, but she purposely lives in a place where papparazzi thrive, and goes to places where she knows she’ll be photographed. Oxymoron? Perhaps. But I get it.

Today I rode my bike as usual and began reflecting over memories. Sometimes I’d laugh hysterically aloud, and other times I’d feel my body tense up as I thought of things that were not so good. It seemed as though whatever song I listened to on my ipod reflected how I felt at that moment. Sometimes I would belt out a song as loud as I could while riding in empty areas. By the time I finished my bike ride, I think I experienced 15 different moods. If anyone watched that on a movie screen, I swear people would think I was schizo or something. I’d like to think I’m just in touch with all sides of me, that’s all.

Two nights in a row, an anonymous person (well, I’d like to think it was two different people to be honest), left Halloween packages at my doorstep with a typed up sheet of paper with the word “Boo” on it. Someone did it to me last year as well, and I can only assume it’s one of my neighbors. Of course, the stuff they left for me are things I can’t actually use or eat, because I’ve changed my eating habits. Last year, I gave the stuff to someone else. This year, I suppose I’ll have to do that again. Is it wrong to give a gift away to a different person? I can’t eat the halloween candy, can’t eat the apple butter, can’t eat all the sugar stuff, but I appreciate the token. And what happens if I give it away to the same person who gave it to me? It’s not like I know who sent it. But I just can’t eat it and it feels rude to just throw it away after someone clearly went out of their way to give it to me.

A few things going on: slave angelica is out of the picture - she’s chosen a lucrative career over slavery. Also deidre is single for the first time ever but is no longer calling herself a slave. She’s currently living with another submissive girl… *sigh* I’m happy to see her happy because she deserves it. But is it selfish of me to still think about a life with her?

My dad invited me to a family reunion in Santa Cruz for Christmas, but I’ve already made plans to have other family members fly out to California to see me. I guess that’s what happens when divorce happens. Half the family goes one place and the other half goes somewhere else. And the thing is, I kinda want to go because those folks are pretty cool. Found out my cousin Annette is engaged (jeez, I still picture her at 15 years old, it’s hard to picture her as an adult now). It’s so weird knowing my cousin Isabella (that’s how I got Isabella Valentine) is no longer 2 years old, but is growing up every day. I think she’s 6 or 7 now. Part of the reason I’ve decided not to go to the reunion is because my dad and grandparents refuse to accept the fact I’m a lesbian. They want no part of it and dad told me if I ever got a girlfriend, he didn’t want to know about it and she would not be welcome in the house. My ex-girlfriend / fling’s father lives only one mile away from my dad, so if I went to Santa Cruz, I’d want to visit her to spend time with her and her dad. But my dad would give the cold shoulder and/or preach to us and tell us that homosexuality is a sin. The last time I visited her and her father, my dad made me visit them separately and at one point, said if I wanted to visit, then my girlfriend would have to sit in the car while I went inside the house. It really hurt my feelings. As a compromise, she and I visited our fathers separately and then met up together an hour later. But not just that, I’m almost finished publishing my father’s book - which ironically is a Christian book. I’m doing it as a favor for my father, hoping that by giving him something he’s been working on (for longer than I’ve been alive), that maybe he might be more accepting to my lifestyle. I can’t help that I love women. I remember the day I came out to my father, he said to me, “Can’t you just quit?” (as if lesbianism were a pack of cigarettes)… and once he said, “I have failed as a father.” I’ve tried everything in my power to assure him that my sexual orientation has nothing to do with his raising me, but he’s still in denial. It’s hard. It really is. And we were very close when I was a kid. My mom, on the other hand, the one woman who abused me and made my life a living hell growing up (and who I could have justifiably murdered on many occasions)… has become one of my closest friends. We call each other all the time (and trust me, I hated this woman my entire life until the last 2 years). She still won’t talk about the fact I’m a lesbian and sort of ignores it. She has never once asked me if I’ve found a girlfriend or a female love - but she often shares about the men in her life. She’s still in denial too, but at least she accepts who I am. I was afraid both of them would disown me to tell you the truth (they swore they would) - since both are religious fanatics. Both are pro-life, both are anti-gay rights, both believe that homosexuality is a sure way to go to hell. — so anyway — I’m throwing an Xmas shindig at my place this year, and I’m leaving all my dungeon furniture out in the open. If they want to come to my place, they’re welcome to… but they have to leave preaching at the door. So far my mom and sister (and possibly brother) are coming. Not sure about anyone else, as they might be going off in separate directions. Our family is so scattered.

I put out a newsletter and sent it to most of my customers on Niteflirt which shared a personal bit of information about me. I know some of you may want to crucify me for it, but my real birthday is on 10-31-80 (halloween), not 11-11-81. If you did not receive the newsletter, you can read it below. I’m 26 years old, not 25 (will be 27 in less than 2 weeks)… I had faked that birthdate many years ago when beginning my online persona to protect my identity. However, I’ve been doing so many newspaper, magazine, radio, online interviews and other publicity stuff - and one of the common questions is, “How old are you?” So I thought it would be a good time to come clean. Besides, it feels really weird making people believe my birthday is 2 weeks later than it really is.


Hi sweetie,
I’ve released several new (some free) mp3s & videos and thought you might enjoy some of them :-)
(((sample mp3s here)))

Eject your mind and enter Isabella. Whether you are a skeptic or a slave or a skeptic slave, the reason you are here is because hypnosis fascinates you. So give in to the overwhelming feeling of submission and allow yourself total pleasure by submitting to Me. Submit to My words, My commands, My voice and give up your power and control. Play Free Sample

I’ll be in Hawaii from Oct 30-Nov 19 earning a Master Practitioner certification in NLP, so I’ll be gone for 21 days. I’ll bring a laptop, but please allow extra time for replies during that time.

Please don’t kill Me. I led many of you to believe My birthday to be on November 11th, 1981 - I figured it would protect My identity easier on the net. At the time I decided to make up that birthdate, it was during a time when I had absolutely no intention of letting people see My real photos or get a glimpse into My life. Times have changed over the last few years as I have grown more comfortable sharing all sides of Me with photos, videos, etc. When I do publicity interviews, I often tell them the truth, so why not all of you? I’m 26 years old, not 25. I’m still a scorpio. I was born on October 31, 1980 - yup, halloween night at 8:45pm. Does it come as a surprise that I was born on Halloween and am obsessed with wigs, dressing up, costumes, cemeteries, witchcraft, AND have a black cat?

On another note, I’ve now lost 107 pounds with 99 more to go. The sad part is that My breasts have gotten two cup sizes smaller (they were a double D and now they’re a large C). See FREE recent photos in My blog!

I want to thank those who participated in the charity to help fight Lou Gehrig’s Disease. Over $3500 was raised (online and through snail mail)! WOW!

The website IsabellaValentine.com has been updated in which the front page now displays a flash animation with newer photos of Me. The recordings now have subcategories for easier browsing. More photos added, pages revised.

The website IsabellasRecordings.com has lots of new updates - lots of free mp3s, free videos, free stuff.

But at least I have kick ass jewelry. :-)
Gucci watch I got in London:

A diamond cluster in a pave setting white gold ring:

A black stainless steel ring with lasered engravings on the enamel:

A white gold ring with 3 big diamonds with bagettes on side:

A white gold ring with a skeleton head with diamonds and black diamonds:

My foot and hand:

My favorite jewelry though (not shown) is my 4 carat bracelet and old wedding ring.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

Erotic Hypnosis MP3: Femdom Control

Published on October 21, 2007 in . 1 Comment

Erotic Hypnosis MP3: Femdom Control

Be a slave to Isabella and give up all your control, your will, and sacrifice yourself at My feet. Become obsessed with the sound of My high heels walking on the floor as you bow before Me. Give up your rights as a man and become a lowly slave who longs to wear a collar while being lead by a leash by My might wrist. Experience bondage in leather and locks, wearing a hood and being forced to crawl with your arms behind your back as you struggle to serve Me.

Triggers implanted to help you become more submissive to Me as you get aroused thinking of how deeply you crave serving Me. Whether I spit in your mouth or make you suck on the spike of My stiletto, you will enjoy every minute of it. There is no orgasm command in this, however, there is one within a post-hypnotic suggestion. I recommend wearing stereo headphones so you can hear the binaural audio voices that will enhance your hypnotic trance.

Fetishes include:
Erotic hypnosis, femdom, bondage, arm binders, wrist cuffs, leather hood, padlocks, crawling, licking My stilettos, leather fetish, tasting My saliva, shoe fetish, mild pain, triggers, post-hypnotic suggestion, BDSM, collaring, and slavery.

Play free sample below (Use stereo headphones!)

Format: MP3 Download
Sound Quality: Professional First-Rate
Vocal Sound Effects: None
Prop Sound Effects: No
Soft Background Music: No
Overdubbing Vocals: Yes
Length: 43 minutes, 40 seconds
Zip File Size: Approx. 41 MB
Price: $35.00


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Isabella’s feet and legs

Published on October 19, 2007 in Journal posts. 6 Comments

It’s funny because many of my customers have foot fetishes, but I’ve always thought I had ugly feet. One of my potential move-in slaves also has a foot fetish and I often worry if he’ll even find them attractive when he sees them. My legs often get banged up because I’m very active and I have a lifetime of “war wounds” so to speak - all over my legs, everything from scissor scars, cat scars, ringworm scars (yeah, ringworms from when I was 8 years old), and bruises from trying to be tough all the time. Not just that, but I got big, wide feet. They *were* a size 11, but since the weight loss, I’d say they’re about 10 1/2 right now. That’s a lot of foot, yo!

I tried to shoot them in the most flattering angles I could. But I can’t work magic on these babies. I gotta warn you though, they’re not so hot.

Told ya so…

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoxo

Erotic Hypnosis MP3: Chastity Imprisonment

Published on October 19, 2007 in . 1 Comment

Erotic Hypnosis MP3: Chastity Imprisonment

Be hypnotized and introduced to the concept of chastity, where the only thing that fulfills your desires is to wear a chastity device in My honor. Become obsessed with the humiliation and agony of being unable to masturbate while I relentlessly tease you. I love knowing you are unable to get a full erection when you wear it, because it makes it even more fun for Me to make your balls cry.

You know you want Me. You want Me even more when I wiggle My beautiful ass in front of your face and remind you that you’ll never get the pleasure of having Me.

The closest chance you’ll get to masturbating, or cumming for that matter, is if you pay a small Cum Tax. And even then, it doesn’t guarantee I’ll let your pathetic cock out to play.

Play free sample below (Use stereo headphones!)

Format: MP3 Download
Sound Quality: Professional First-Rate
Vocal Sound Effects: None
Prop Sound Effects: No
Soft Background Music: No
Overdubbing Vocals: No
Length: 40 minutes, 29 seconds
Zip File Size: Approx. 38 MB
Price: $35.00


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Deep Red

Published on October 19, 2007 in Journal posts. 5 Comments

I’m sure you all are getting tired of seeing photos of me by now, but I’ll post some more anyway. Besides, I have somewhat of a photography obsession (can you tell)?

Last night there were bad storms in the area and I remember thinking, If I knew a tornado was going to destroy my house and I was given only 2 minutes to grab emergency stuff before getting out alive, what would I grab? I immediately thought of grabbing two cameras (my digital slr and my HD video camera), all lenses, attachments, camera bag, laptop, and laptop charger. And then I remember thinking, oh crap I forgot my rechargable batteries and charger for the camera! and I ran back upstairs to grab it before the whole house was destroyed. Hard to believe that I didn’t even think about grabbing my purse, my credit cards, any clothes, food, or even my cat! My priorities aren’t the best, I suppose. But the way I see it, I can always videotape the tornado and sell it to CNN which would pay for all the stuff I left behind. hehe

I gotta stop thinking about such morbid things. I dunno. I lived in Alabama for 17 years of my life, so I grew up around tornadoes. At one point, when I was a photographer for a local newspaper, I actually chased a tornado down in Eclectic, AL and captured it on camera for the front page. My coworkers said I was a fool back then (they’d probably still say that today, now that I come to think of it). My boss said, “Chase what you want, but we won’t cover you if you get hurt.” It was such an awesome experience, I gotta tell you. At one point, the wind literally threw me back 5 feet before I hit a brick wall of our office building (thank god I was close enough to the wall that I didn’t get hurt). After that, I got inside my beat up white Honda Accord and drove west because that was the direction it was heading. Four or five miles later, I began thinking, Where is it? I don’t see it and I pulled over on the side of the road frustrated and screaming at the top of my lungs, “Come on motherfucker! Let me see you!” I’m telling you, it was as though the wind heard me. All of a sudden out of NOWHERE a small whirlwind came out of the clouds (but didn’t touch the actual ground) and it made a big enough tornado whirl that it was considered a tornado. That was the closest I’ve ever gotten to one. When I got back to the office, I asked my boss to develop the photos (this was a small local paper so we didn’t have digital cameras back then, only film) so we could see the pictures. To be honest, it looked like crap. There were no zoom lenses available. No telephoto lens or special effects. But from that day forward, I swore I would get a great shot of a tornado. Still working on it.

So anyway - I suppose my cameras are my prized possessions (although not the most expensive). I’m such a firm believer in the theory that something must be observed in order for it to exist. So I constantly document my life around me. If there’s a tornado, I want to prove to people I saw it by taking a great photo. If I lost a ton of weight, I want photos to prove it. If I don’t share photos and don’t tell people, then it inspires no one. But if I share, it can change people’s lives forever. If I see a house collapse, I want a kick ass photo that shows it falling down. If I don’t tell people or don’t document it, it changes the domino effect. I want to be there as life happens and document it accordingly. If I’m the only observer, it makes the existence so-so. But when the observation is shared with multiple people, the existence is recognized as not only truth, but as a cosmic reality that when witnessed becomes a part of what evolves forever. I know it doesn’t make sense, but think about it. If there were a war and no one documented it (if everyone was killed and no one knew), then it’s as though it never existed. If one person witnesses it, it’s hearsay. If it’s witnessed by multiple people and/or documented with photos, papers, or credible testimonials - then the war itself plays a part in how the world begins to change and how other countries, rulers, and future wars and disagreements take shape. I am getting off topic. I ramble sometimes.

Love
Isabella
xoxooxxo

Site update - new look

Published on October 19, 2007 in Journal posts. 2 Comments

I know most readers visit IsabellasRecordings.com out of habit because it’s updated more frequently. However, I’ve spent the last few weeks really revamping the categories of IsabellaValentine.com to let it reach it’s full potential. Over the next few months, you’ll see many more new photos, videos, mp3s, etc. Also on IsabellaValentine.com there are more free videos than there are on IsabellasRecordings.com (did you know that?)…

Anyway the front page has been completely redesigned and all the mp3s are now sorted by categories to make it easier for browsing.

Visit IsabellaValentine.com here and enjoy the upgraded look!

Love
Isabella
xoxoox

Spiderwoman

Published on October 18, 2007 in Journal posts. 4 Comments

I know some of you may think this is corny, but I am a little sad today.

Remember that spider I photographed about a week or so ago? I had mentioned that every day when I bike, I see it. It had become sort of a good luck charm because for nearly 3 weeks, I saw it every day in the same location in the middle of the spider web.

Today, unfortunately… the spiderweb has been destroyed. All day (even right now) there has been a tornado watch in my county. Earlier this morning there was a storm and sadly, the spider web was wiped out by the rain and wind. I don’t know if the spider survived.

The thing is, spiders have frightened me throughout my life. My spider-phobia has been a fear I’ve been working on for some time and overcoming it has been an ongoing process - but it has come a long way, thanks to NLP and reframing. But this one spider… the one I photographed in my journal… is the one spider that actually made me smile. It was sort of the one little insect that seemed to say, “You’ve biked this far, now keep going,” because the location of the spiderweb is approx. 3 miles into my daily ride.

It’s no longer there. I never thought I’d be sad over a spider. (Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind if all spiders died, but not this one.) He or she (I’d like to assume it’s a woman just because it was so beautiful) seemed to give me a sense of calmness. Ridiculous as it may sound, I sometimes felt as if the spider were saying to me, “I’m not going to attack you. I am going to sit here and catch my flies and eat them because I am powerful. You and I are both powerful and I am protecting your Goddesshood by eating the insects that may be bothersome to you.”

I hope that Mother Nature showed mercy towards her this morning. If I see the spider rebuilding any time soon, I’ll let you all know (not that anyone cares). Personally, it would be quite empowering to see a spider rebuilding its home after being destroyed and evicted from its haven. It reminds me a little bit of real life - when people’s homes and relationships are destroyed. Some people cry and get depressed and get into a rut. Then there are other people who brush themselves off, wipe away their tears, and vow to keep on pressing - to overcome the bad and rebuild themselves regardless of external challenges that are thrown their way. I’d like to think all of us can hurdle over every obstacle in every situation. The thing is, I doubt the spider even knew anyone noticed her. Kind of like all of us, who think no one notices us or what we do - only to come to find out that weeks, months, or even years later - someone approaches us and says, “I’ve been watching you - and you are such an inspiration.” I’d like to believe that if the spider is still alive and rebuilds its home in the same spot, that she will have inspired me.

One common theory is that if we are not observed, do we really exist? Without an observer, none of us are even here. I want that spider to know it was not only observed, but I recognize its existence. I certainly hope that in this unpredictable life in the cosmos, that somehow she limps along and comes back so I can wave at her the next time I go biking.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

Dr. Fred Alan Wolf

Published on October 17, 2007 in Journal posts. 3 Comments

I have always loved books by Fred Alan Wolf (he’s the #1 person I think I’d like to have lunch with and have the coolest conversation about physics)… but one of my customers bought me a book called “Dr. Quantum’s Little Book of Big Ideas” that is just FULL of quotes of thoughts I believe. I really like the oneliners and short tidbits in this book. here are some of my favorites:

“We are composed of large number of selves.”

I totally believe that. I believe there are an infinite number of selves living within me (and within each one of us). That’s what makes us complex and beautiful. I am egotistical, yet humble. I am stingy, yet charitable. I can be both happy and angry. I can be rude, yet sweet. I can be opinionated, yet other times keep my mouth shut and silence myself. We all have that. He was able to narrow that belief into one simple sentence.

“Even though we don’t experience a flipping back and forth between universes, it may actually be taking place. We might go to sleep and wake up in another universe, but we’d never know because whatever was happening in that universe would seem consistent and logical to us. We wouldn’t know we’d made the leap!”

That is the coolest thing in the world. Can you imagine waking up every day in a different universe? It is totally possible. I also agree with him that we don’t experience a “flip flop” between universes because subatomic particles move randomly to infinite locations, but never the same location twice.

“Parallel universes have effects one upon the other. We’re in all the universes at once.”

I DEFINITELY believe that. Just today I suddenly feel like a different person than I did yesterday. And yesterday I felt like I was living off some strange parallel of myself. It is so hard to explain without sounding totally crazy, but HE gets me.

If I could share My glorious pedestal with any male in the world, I would like to extend my hand to Dr. Wolf. (Don’t get me wrong, I’d like him to submit to me and spank him with a belt cause it turns me on, but I’d still let him share the glory.) Since I consider myself a Goddess - I consider him a God. It’s so cool reading his thoughts on parallel universes because our beliefs are incredibly similar. And just when I believe something to be true, he throws in yet another possibility. I wish I could just sit down with him and have a conversation where we could ping pong ideas off one another. I would love to be a subatomic particle inside his mind and just float in his brain for a while. Nothing is hotter than a physicist who knows how to use his brain. He’s qwirky, funny, crazy, and smart as a mofo. I wish he were my next door neighbor so we could chat all the time, stare at the stars, and share our strange beliefs without fear of ridicule. I loooove his open mind. An open mind is a rare thing. His mind is not only open, but I believe it is infinitely open. Big difference.

By the way, my favorite book by him is appropriately titled, “Parallel Universes” which is a must read for anyone. Anyone can understand it. It’s easily written and has lots of examples in which people can relate.

Love
Isabella
xoxoxo

Sami

Published on October 17, 2007 in Journal posts. 3 Comments

Not that anyone cares what I think about the Sami Brady / E.J. / Lucas saga on Days of Our Lives, but I’ll say it anyway. I’ve always been in to Sami’s character. I usually fast forward the whole show and JUST watch Sami. When she finally tied the knot, I thought great, now she can finally be happy. But now she’s leaving her husband who has been so good to her… so she can marry her rapist to stop a family feud. Her rapist!

Don’t get me wrong, I know soap operas are silly. I know they’re, at times, borderling insanity. They’re not real and they’re redundant most of the time.

But for the fourth time in 13 years (the other times I stopped watching were either cause I didn’t have cable or was in the process of moving somewhere), I have stopped watching the show. It’s been two full weeks since I stopped watching. I know this won’t be a permanent thing, as the show does change. But personally, I can’t support a marriage to a rapist. It’s silly, I know, considering all the horrible things Sami has done in the past (kidnapping, blackmail, attempted murder, etc.)… but I think the writers of the show have either hit an all-time low (the reason she is marrying him is absolutely far-fetched beyond any reason whatsoever), or maybe this was a smart move to upset people and get people talking.

Maybe I’ll start watching again in 3 or 4 months when she leaves EJ. I love seeing Sami happy, which is why I watch the show. But this is absolutely ridiculous. If any of you are DOOL fans, feel free to clue me in when she gets the marriage annulled so I can start watching again.

Love
Isabella
xooxox

P.S. I can still hear my dad’s voice, “Get over it. It’s a soap opera.”