Spread Your Wings

This post we've titled Spread Your Wings after the Queen song (not written by Freddie, but the bassist) in Freddie's own overly sexual words: 'Spread Your Legs, we also know it as spread your legs.'

Right: 'The lord of dance' Pavlova rehearsing ballet.

If you honies remember,

I secretly film him rehearsing and made this gif of it. He is so fucking sexy!

Below, me tarted up with eyeliner, contemplating wearing a pair of Rudy Pavlova's ballet slippers with my plunging style front replicated Freddie/Nijinsky leotard.

~~ Fairy Mercury ~~Me having a nose in Rudy Pavlova's things. This 'unruly queen' will

tell-all after my Manchester shows, and then we will venture onto archived post. To Greg, that's a brilliant idea. Thank you for your hard work on all this.

Pavlova (ballet danseur) - Silly girl being campy as always. I hope you find my ... jock strap ... how shall I say? Words elude me. What other 'treasures' have you discovered 'having a nose' in my travel bag, femmka? Might I add, 'plunging' to lovely midriff ...

~~ Fairy Mercury ~~ Who even wears impossibly tight shorts like that, Rudy darling. Really?!

Do you want a blow job before the show? ... My glossed lips all over your well-endowed cock. Right, umm, anyway, dears, one of the most ... arousing ... things about being a performer is the being backstage and hearing the fans out there waiting for you to grace the stage.

--- Manchester was wild alright! You will hear from Fairy and Pavlova on it soon.

Fairy having a nose into Pavlova's travel bag and what became of that, altering his part in her concert. Coming next and so much more!!

Quick note, dears. The hosting has added a new AI Marketing Agent and the damn thing is already off to a poor start! It was adding photos to our photo file and creating blog posts!! So we had to deactivate it! We'll be on soon. xx Fairy

Pavlova (ballet danseur) - I tell what unruly creature did. She paws through my travel bag and did what she was joking, wearing my ballet slippers. I have many, but I only brought the one pair. But she goes further than that! She takes jock strap and I find in place of it, a pair of her alluring satin knickers. I say, I very well can't wear these now, can I? I know campy queen does these things to, how you say? 'see how I handle it', yes?

For those of her adoring fans who attended Manchester concert, I'm sure you heard her picked up on her microphone (I believe deliberately) purring, 'you're so fucking perfect!' When I take the stage during operatic break in Bohemian Rhapsody, and she sees I have improvised my way around what she had done. Pictured below is what I ended up doing ...

I will add a photo of Fairy, onstage, in satin knickers.

Those ... glossed ... lips. Very erotic. Yes ... they gave me very sensuous blow job, as she had also offered, moments before Friday night concert. As fans familiar with Queen know, Freddie would wear kimono for encore and strip out of it to campy song 'Big Spender', wearing satin knickers under the kimono. It was part of his 'cabaret' idea/inspiration. Of course, Fairy has emulated that in her concerts.

Glam rock queen Fairy Mercury performing live

(Featuring Russian ballet danseur Pavlova)

'We Are The Champions' - Vienna, Austria

'Big Spender' (2 different performances) Brighton cabaret, England

'White Queen (As It Began)' - Paris, France

All from her recent Fairy Soars 2023 tour.

Page the video appears on: Phoenix Reborn

We are very busy at moment. I decide to quickly post this. I await my femmka's response to it. Then both her and I will post more when we find time.

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Hello dears. I'm sorry it took so long for me to post in reply to what Rudy posted. As he said, we've been very busy. Before I begin, Leeds, next weekend is your turn! Thank you for buying tickets to come see me! So I had my nose in Rudy Pavlova's travel bag and took his ballet slippers to wear when I do the leotard look. It's actually all his fault that he joked about his jock strap and couldn't seem to find the right words. Mmm, how do you think I would find your jock strap, Rudy darling, other than absolutely tantalizing. So I decided to take that too and have a bit of fun by replacing it with a pair of my satin knickers.

Manchester is a 4 hour drive from Cambridge (where Pavlova's estate is located). I knew he couldn't very well at last moment send his valet to go get him another jock strap to wear under his ballet leotard. Then I thought, oh well, he probably could just have him pop off to a shop in Manchester to get one.

I graced the stage before you, my Manchester honies, being an evil tart not giving any more thought about it. As those of you familiar with my live shows, I have kept the set list pretty much the same as the one I did last year with the Phoenix Reborn tour. I have incorporated him into my concert where he

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dances ballet during 3 different songs. His first appearance that comes up on the set list is during the operatic part in 'Bohemian Rhapsody'. What we do is that the stage lights dramatically go out when we come to that part in the song, I stay at my piano in the dark, no spotlight is on me. He comes out and dances. He came out, and I saw how he, as he so theatrically phrased it, 'improvised' what I had done. Apparently, my mic was still on, and I was picked up ... softly gaspily purring, 'you're so fucking perfect!' (full of lustful desire for the prince I love ...). But he is, dears! Such a perfect prince!

Pavlova (ballet danseur) - She is campy queen. We have so much fun, do we not, femmka?

[omitted]

~~ Fairy Mercury ~~ As I told you, darling, when you told that ass to fuck off, it backfired. [omitted] I'd rather have YOU tell of the things that are told to you (and now to myself) by those people about Nureyev and Freddie and our extreme likeness to them.

Btw, Rudy darling, that article is funny. In spite of the fact the asshole journalist spelled Rudy with an 'i' (goes to show how absolute fuck ups they are...) you could tease Freddie knowing him as Rudy and not Rudolf. You know, how people will say, 'oh, we're on first name basis now are we?' I will find the story you told too funny, dear, when Freddie showed up to the Royal Ballet in the silver sequin leotard (sequin is so Liza...) and who even dances ballet like that! The video you posted on here the other day, has footage of me in that look,

you know ...

Gif made of concert footage of Fairy in silver sequin (Freddie) leotard look

Destined to be 'lord of dance' Nureyev, Rudolf Pavlova and glam rock Killer Queen Fairy Mercury with 'diamond claws'

We are looking forward to presenting new photos which photographer mentioned.

She is silly girl. I wear those shorts she thinks are so 'impossibly tight'. It is one of the photos she took of me. She is lovely exotic creature. But more on all that later.

After the Leeds concert dates, we will be off to France for 3 weeks. This is when Fairy (even myself) is under much pressure 'command performance' because many important ballet people will be in attendance. Leeds, what can be said about Leeds? The Leeds Grand Theatre which mainly hosts ballet and opera and dramas. We managed to visit the Leeds Art Gallery. Hopefully before Friday (1st concert date) Fairy and I will have time to post.

Rudolf Pavlova (ballet danseur)

Talent Extraordinaire

Believe it or not, this is actually a painting. It almost looks like a photo. It is known as photo realism. The ballet bad boy Pavlova is not only very talented as a ballet danseur, but as an artist as well. He perfectly captured Fairy's essence. Eye lined eyes to the glossed lips.

Painting her in the fairy winged frock look of Freddie. The lord of dance presented it to the glam rock Killer Queen after her first night sold out Manchester show. After party.

Hello dears. I found time to quickly post. The painting made me speechless when my delectable prince presented to me during the after party amidst champagne toasts.

I cried like a right tart. He paints me as a way of showing his love for me. Aww. Both Nureyev and Freddie were very into art. Loving to draw.

We are going to try very hard to share the new photos Greg mentioned by week's end. But don't be disappointed if we don't come through, because we are that busy! I'll tell you this much, what Rudy Pavlova briefly posted. He had on those shorts ... I mean, I just can't! It's such a tease! How can you even be around a man so fucking well-endowed wearing impossible tight shorts like that, as if ... well, it's distracting!

Arousing ... (applies more lip gloss...). One of the costume designers in Haze Theatre's costume dept. perfectly replicated a look of Freddie's I wanted. Rudy took a photo of me in it. We love photographing one another. Love and kisses to you all, darlings. Fairy

The moment has arrived, Leeds! Get ready for some rock 'n roll!!!

Loyal Subjects, enjoy this overload of new photos of the fashionably glam and dashing 'FAIRY...tale couple'.

We have just arrived in France.

We might consider starting to post on weekends again.

All week will be spent between sightseeing and rehearsals. - Fairy

Pavlova (ballet danseur) -We have only been in France 2 days. We are still getting our bearings. I quickly post. This is unruly creature, your star. I buy her French Eau de Parfum and what does she do? Behave campy queen by spraying it at the crotch of my trousers. I tease, 'now I smell like a tart, baby.' Once again, forgetting how she is towards me calling her this. Sibilant purr gasps, 'what?!' I wink and she takes off. So this is how France is going, so far. We might work on new over how 3 weeks stay here. Then onto my estate in Vienna.

We will post very soon, once we settle more.

We are experiencing issues with the blog, dears. Can you imagine a Russian speaking French? I have this delectable prince for a translator! Ahhh!!! I am so fucking in love!!

Any way, darlings, I just can't this: Cat Selfie (be sure to click it to play) I mean, I have never laughed so hard!! That's me and my ... courtiers taking a selfie. I might screen record it and upload it to my site's image files later so you don't have to follow the link.

Oh, I am in such a ... silly ... girl mood today. Will post longer soon. xx Fairy

'All Dead, All Dead'

Choreographed by ballet danseur and owner of Haze Theatre Rudolf Pavlova / Fairy Mercury's management. The video features footage of the glam rock queen during her Flight Of The Fairy tour and features Pavlova.

A venue operator at one venue Fairy has performed numerous times had this to say: 'The vocals and piano are eerily Freddie Mercury with a touch of Liza. Haunting and emotional. If there was such thing as surpassing perfection, Fairy has achieved that. The queen outdid himself with that performance and the way the video was choreographed completed it to perfection. The imagery was stunning! Pavlova makes me envious to admiration how he delivered to perfection the ballet moves such as the balance and pirouettes. If any man is deserving of the lovely superstar Fairy Mercury, undoubtedly it is Pavlova.'

Page the video appears on: Exotic Prancer

Any Way The Wind Blows

I expected us to be alone when we visited Rudolf Nureyev's gravesite (of course, besides being accompanied by Rudy Pavlova's bodyguard and valet). These photos (below) are how we dressed.

'They' (the important people) read/look at my website(s). They had obviously either read off there or word got out (most likely both) that we would be there on Thursday. How they knew at what time, probably word got out...

There were several gathered near the grave site, not at (obviously they were allowing Rudy a moment to be alone with me at the grave site). Rudy read, in Russian, from Nureyev's favourite passage from Pushkin's 'Eugene Onegin' which was read at the grave side during his burial in 1993:

'we must leave these sad shores,

the hostility of this country ...

and languish for gloomy Russia,

where I suffered, where I loved, where I buried my heart'

We brought lilies (symbolic of the ballet Giselle), which were tossed on Nureyev's casket along with a pair of his ballet slippers. As Rudy placed the lilies on the grave, a breeze blew his light brown fringe (bangs) off his forehead. It sent chills!! It was almost as if Nureyev's presence/spirit was there reminding/remembering kissing Rudy's forehead when he was a baby telling him, in Russian, 'you will dance as me. Find your destiny – your Freddie – your Madam Giselle.’

I heard one of 'them'quietly gasp, 'did you see that?!' Obviously having seen it as well.

I became emotional and started to cry. I decided to sing the first two line of 'All Dead, All Dead'. 'Memories, memories - how long can you stay to haunt my days?'

This is no lie, dears! Another breeze came up. I felt a caress, like a hand on my cheek, then a strand of my midnight black hair blew, clinging to my (tarted up) glossed lips.

Rudy's arm went around my waist as those people slowly approached. Speaking in either French or Russian to him. His valet, behaving as if one of them in particular was the most important of all, nodded towards the man, quietly telling me who he is and translated what the man was saying to Rudy. 'Nureyev is here. His presence is felt. You have fulfilled your destiny, Rudolf Pavlova.' I saw the man glance at me. They all kept glancing at me. Glancing, never an actual long look as if I was some Bohemian (peasant) tart that royalty is forbidden... to look upon. Rudy just stood attentively listening to what they all had to say.

I think he was overcome by emotion, trying to keep a strong haughty air about himself.

I tried not to laugh over the arrogance. Being said in English, obviously on purpose, so I could understand. One of them said, 'we will come to see this rock show and you will dance, Pavlova.' I mean, what an absolute snob, my dears!! (rolls eye lined eyes). Rudy obviously took offense of it for me and replied, 'and my femmka performs and sings as Freddie, yes?'

I mean, I'm so fucking ... forbidden ... they refuse to acknowledge me in their words or looks. HA!! They just nodded or looked off.

In the limo, I decided to be ... Bohemian** ... cryptically purring, 'any way the wind blows' (the last line in 'Bohemian Rhapsody') hoping he knew what I was alluding to (the 2 breeze incidents at the grave site). He took my black nails left hand and raised it to his lips delivering his princely kiss to the back of it and gazed at me breathing, 'I have no words for what happened there, Fairy. My Freddie'

**Bohemian: A person with artistic or literary interests who disregards conventional standards of behavior.

This ends this blog post. Coming soon, new blog post entitled: Becoming Freddie Mercury