Monday, 24 December 2007

Friday, 14 December 2007

Another Message from Agent Atyllah - Pointy Warriors

And of course, if you really want to inflict damage, then these sisters know how to make a point. Several points, actually. Now, are you going to take yourselves seriously, or what?

Message from Agent Atyllah - Pointy Aliens

Earth Sisters, if you want to get serious about your mission, may I seriously suggest that you request the help from the pointier of your alien sisters.

Monday, 10 December 2007

Start Eating It From the Bottom....

croquembouch couture for the Sisterhood - the latest in survivalist gear.

and the requisite pink pointy footwear ??

pointyheeler must have had a momentary lack of STYLE insight:
snazzy pink cars call for snazzy pink pointed heels .... of course !!

The Sisterhood of the Snazzy Automobile

Style is EVERYTHING, ladies.

Friday, 7 December 2007

Camo .......

Thursday, 6 December 2007

Wednesday, 5 December 2007


A caged miniature caryatid accepts a micro-laptop in order to email her atlantid, away on heel support duty.

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

Thursday, 29 November 2007

Dress Code Continued

Sistahs, please let us remember our grooming - no pointy outfit is complete without the appropriate headgear. If we are to advance in our cause, every bit of us must be elegantly pointed and pointy - head to toes, sisters, toes to head.

Monday, 26 November 2007

dress code

Friday, 23 November 2007

A lorry powered by chocolate makes its way to Timbuktu!

Wednesday, 21 November 2007

on waiting in line ...

so inspired by minxy's pome and cailleach's 'pointed' stanzas ...
rdg thought she might thumb through her own
manifesto ..... and Look!!

advice to all those knights, waiting in line:

no ill will

men are fascinating creatures -

in my razor wire
never reading signs posted

Don't walk thru
Don't step over
Don't try to crawl under

moaning, complaining, blaming

ripped clothing
old socks
clumps of hair
bits of flesh

i bear them no ill will -

in fact, i always ask them politely:

'Please caution the next fellow
(the one that's behind you)
patiently waiting in line.'

from the archives
of rdg

Saturday, 17 November 2007


You can think what you like
you can say what you mean
Don’t twist me with your blatant lies,
or take the line between

You can spread me like butter
and fill my ears with charm
your words will never haunt me
my heart you’ll never harm


Do you still think I’m a babe?
Let the gorgeousness shine through
Flattery might get you somewhere
if I was going there too

You can coax all you will
you can wheedle, you can whine
I’m old enough for wrinkles so
don’t try to take what’s mine


Do you still think I’m worth it?
You seem to relish the pain, of
rejection and denial,
whilst I remain the same

And I will,
for some time to come,
be wild, seductive, free.
I am not what you are looking at
your eyes do not see,
that beneath this painted face
hides a completely different me.

(dug this up from ages ago, hope it compliments Cailleach's offering)

Thursday, 15 November 2007

Famous Nude by Picasso

Today, I point two firm melons
at you. You latch on, voraciously,
pike baited.
Later, I let you begin,
fine-tuning, looking for your
favourite signal coming through…

But then, wanton takes over –
turns us about, directs things awhile.
Furious porphyry almost wholly
out of grasp.

Then we go home
and have a nice cup of tea.

Thursday, 8 November 2007

our secret weapons ...

Our latest commander in from the fields, Pointyheeler,
has requested aid in her ummmm, undergarment needs .....
a pointed bra you ask, dearest sistah ???

Well, please refer to your SoPH training manual,
chapter XIX, section 64:
Undergarments: A Sistah's Best Kept Secret

(weapon, that is, Ms. Pointy).

In the meantime, here are a number of models
the sistahs have developed over the years
as part of our finer line of defense against the Brotherhood.
I'm certain ONE of these will meet your more than
exacting standards of dress code......

Please children, these are NOT toys
but true WEAPONS
of a military nature and should be treated with the respect
and care all firearms deserve.

I believe this might be the one you were searching for, Sistah PH ???
Our "Pink Coney Island" bra.

Our ace "Polaroid Cone Cup" bra: delivers a blinding flash of light
at a moments notice.

Our "Hands Off, Besmirched Brothers" model.

Our "Infrared Night Light" bra, also useful as a game
during those tiresome stake-outs.

Our "Fit Right In at The Brotherhood Club" bra,
best used for camouflaging.

An example of a "MacGyver Bra" - when in dire need
and no standard issue bra is available, Sistah -
use whatever is at hand to defend those bosoms, dear !!

The Sisterhood strikes again !!

Our latest technology in "Weapons of Mass Destruction"

Pointy Signing In.

Pointyheeler reports that the new pink technology is go.
Now she just needs a pointy bra to match her tail-lights.

Patrolling sector fourteen.
Two squirrels vanquished. Pie, anybody?

Wednesday, 7 November 2007

Nutcracker Squadron

The Brotherhood of the Besmirched Countenance, unable to do it for themselves (unlike sisters, who always do it for themselves), have called in reserve troops. Although it has been suggested that the Sisters are interfering with these special forces, I would advice the Knight of the Besmirched Countenance that tickling a squirrel under the arms is not the same as tickling his nuts. Pul-lease, does the Knight not even know where a squirrel keeps his nuts?

Nevertheless, it has been noted by the Sisterhood of the Pointy Heel that the squirrels are taking things rather seriously - if recent reports are to be believed.

Oh yes, they appear to be armed and dangerous!

We have, however, a time-honoured means of dealing with these little perishers. The Nutcracker Squadron has been created. And these are some of the tools of the squadron's trade.

Click to enlarge

(Men thought they had us beat when they created the mammography machine...)

Oh yes, we will outlive the menace of tyranny. We shall not flag or fail. We will fight them in the trees, we will fight them on the curbs, we will fight them on the manicured lawns of suburbia, we will fight them in the fields. We shall never surrender. Our empire will step forth to the rescue of all Sisters. We shall ensure liberation from the old ways.

And a few pesky squirrels will most certainly not get in our way! No matter how big their nuts are.

If all else fails, we will simply squash them underfoot.