New Releases

Sure, the majority of the ISM generation happens to come from the ‘Y’ generation, but that just makes it all the more special when women like Eloise ignore all of those ‘voices’ she speaks of – those in her head and in the culture at large – and put themselves front and centre on the ISM homepage. Whoda thunk that ISM could connect the mothers of sex-positivity with the daughters who currently reap its benefits? That’s some humble pie, à la mode.

We want Jolena to accompany us on our next trip to the op shop – she’s got quite an eye for spotting kitsch and frills and other ephemera. And, should she be willing, we might be asking her to come along to the sex shop as well, so that she can help us match our skirts to our strap-ons, which is a must for any lady of honour.

The fruits of the earth are there for us to enjoy, however we see fit. And just based on ISM alone, we can probably assume that this is very open to interpretation. Sunita shares hers today, and well, we’re open to suggestion.

Hera’s return to ISM reminds us of the way that time slips away from us when we’ve got it to spare. Hours spent seeing our imaginations projected onto blank walls, our strange self-images reflected in the bathroom mirror, the way the light cradles our bodies when we just lie there and let it.

If this was my inner monologue, I would be a better person. Hyperballad is great at externalising her inner monologue – especially if you’re in the same room with her when she finds something funny on the internet – and it’s a privilege to hang out with her while she beautifies her already beautiful self.

Cho_Cha beat the boys to the skate park and wouldn’t you know, none of them had the guts to come out and carry on with business-as-usual with a scantily-clad lady about. You’d think that for all their wolf-whistling when she walked past their gang the previous day, they’d be jumping at the opportunity to skate with her, but it looks like they’re all talk after all.

Thank goodness for the fence between Lynsey’s house and her neighbours’ – what would the community think about her doing her dishes in such an exhibitionistic style? If only ISM could set the ‘standards of the community’…there would be no need for fences and every reason to keep your curtains open.

Check the NYT Bestsellers list next week, and don’t be surprised if you find Shanna on the list – she reads so well you just can’t put her down. Draw yourself a bubble bath, buy a box of Godivas, and settle into this, the perfect page-turner.

Vela joins us today in a shadow play of light and intimacy. Drawing from the under-current of mysticism that Vela engages with daily, this ISM shoot is a first exploration of self-love and divine inspiration. With understated eroticism, Vela’s exposes her luscious vulnerable self.

Rush is a country girl, so while you city slickers might find this to be the filthiest folio on the site, those of you with a refined appreciation for basic, elemental earthiness will feel right at home in the mud bath. This lady truly knows the meaning of the word ‘explore’, and we admire such a spirited approach.

Jane A uses all of her charms to create the perfect image of ‘temptation’, and we have to say that we really identify with the lizard character in this story. She has run the gamut of self-expression in her folio, and the amount of herself that she has squeezed into the frame is visible.

These two misfits glam it up, trailer-kitsch style – such a bastion of style lost out there in the middle of the tropics! Well, perhaps lost is the wrong word, because this set will certainly put them right on the map. The sort of thing you could only make with your oldest and bestest.

When you haven’t had a crush in awhile, the feeling of doing so again is one of aliveness, of excitement and possibility and all sorts of goodness. That’s how you’ll feel as you make your way through this playful folio, which is full of the unassuming beauty Basil exudes in everything she does.

We’re not sure how Mia_Winters found us, but we are certainly glad she did, so that she does have an outlet for her passion for nudity – otherwise we fear she may go to prison. Though perhaps that would give us a good reason to send our Floridian followers over to bail her out…

Even when she’s not literally covered in it, Innusha seems to be eternally dusted with a dreamy pinkness that makes us think marshmallows and petals and causes our own selves to fragment into the very same stuff. At any point her gentle breath could blow us right out into the ether.