An Amazing Free Magic Trick With a Wrist Watch

Magicians, Mentalists, and Mind Readers have always liked performing magic tricks with watches. So, here is an amazing magic trick with a wrist watch that will completely blow their minds! It is easy to do and is suitable for both beginners and experienced magicians. With the right presentation, it is a reputation-maker!

How It Looks To The Audience

The magician removes his watch from his wrist and gives it to a spectator to hold. It is a watch with a watchband and not a strap. He then asks the spectator to take a piece of rope and tie each end to one of his wrists, so it resembles a pair of handcuffs. The magician takes the watch from the spectator and turns his back for a few seconds. When the magician turns around again, the spectator is amazed to see the watch is hanging from the middle of the rope!

The watch cannot be removed until the spectator unties the rope from the magician’s wrists.

How The Trick Is Done

To perform this great trick, you will need two identical watches and a piece of rope about three feet long. The watches should have expandable watchbands and you can purchase nice-looking watches quite cheaply (15-20 dollars or pounds) in discount stores. You will also need to wear a long-sleeved shirt or a jacket.

Prepare by slipping one watch on your left hand and push it up your sleeve, so it is not visible to the spectators. You can wear the other one normally on your wrist.

Begin the trick by taking off the watch on your wrist and giving it to a spectator to hold. Then take out the piece of rope and ask the spectator to tie one end around your left wrist and the other end around your right wrist. Make sure that you ask him to tie the ends tightly. When he has finished, you should be left with about two feet of rope between your hands.

Take the watch from him and turn your back towards him, so no one can see what you are doing. When your back is turned, slip the watch inside your shirt just above your waistband or into the inside pocket of your jacket. Keep your elbows close to your body as you are doing this, so no one can tell what your arms are doing.

After you have done this, slip the duplicate watch down your arm, over your hand, and onto the rope. Leave it sitting on the middle of the rope.

Turn around and show the spectator that you have managed to thread the watch onto the rope, even though your hands were tied. Tell the spectator that you managed to cause the watch to penetrate right through the rope.

The spectator will be amazed and have absolutely no idea of how the trick was done! 

Theatre Burlesque Group Solves Clue Board Game Mystery With Seductive Deduction

Board Game Burlesque Adaptation

In a show such as Sweet Tooth Events produces with such a diverse and passionate calibration of talent among the entertainers, the best is always on stage in one portrayal of sensuality or another. In this steamy saga of the ‘Clue’ board game, the narrator and script fuelled the heated orgasmic suspicion around all the characters and spurred sassy suspense toward wicked wonder and lust quite well.

Mysterious Sexy Performers

The dinner guests were of course the ‘colourful’ Clue board game personas, but the snooty, uppity class demeanours were converged with the cheeky, provocative flirtatious of the burlesque artists. They brought the suspects to life in a very real, albeit censored way, and hid the gilded murder weapons in places closer to some other family jewels.

Between each act the unobtrusive ‘Shylock’ detective would step out of the shadows to scrutinize the chalk outline on the floor while calmly puffing away on her pipe. She would contemplate the scene and take notes on the quirky traits of all of the dinner guests, as well as the maid servants in order to reveal the predominant ‘who’ flavour in this spicy ‘whodunit’.

Arousing Detection Questions

I have a notion on some of the questions Detective Shylock might ask herself in this fatal male travesty.

  • Was Mr Green’s green beard real or was it real green glitter and does his carpet match those drapes?
  • Why did Mrs White smile so sweetly when she poured tea for the dinner guests if she secretly wanted to strangle them all?
  • Why did Miss Scarlet lie about wanting to be loved only by Mr Green when she fell head over heels for Mr Boddy and his cache of diamonds?
  • What does Professor Plum really teach and does she tutor her students on how to commit the perfect scandalous murder?
  • Why wasn’t Miss Peacock more discreet with the knife she hid in her garter that was clearly protruding a blade stained with blood red rhinestones.
  • What about the humble serving girl who was quietly dusting a lampshade and then leapt onto the dance floor with such verve that her gyrations knocked the baggy pants off old Colonel Mustard? And, was that a gun in his thong or was he just glad to see her?
  • Did she even notice when Mr Boddy sneaked in and liberated the guests of well-hidden evidence in his seductive mingling session?

Many unanswered questions abounded amid the throngs of thongs and pasties, but in the end the guilty burlesquer was caught and sentenced to perform in the finale.

Manly Boylesquer

As always, the synergy in this group of artists is one that infuses the audience with its intoxicating liveliness and gaiety in such a way that it’s no wonder you wake up still feeling sated in your sense of fun and enjoyment – it’s fun that has staying power!

I quite enjoy the amazing symbiosis between burlesque performers and their audience in that the more you goad them on the more spirited the performance for a greater exchange of excitement.

Like when you’re sitting in the front row where you can woot and wahoo at a the suave siren swivelling across the stage and he will knowingly oblige you with a sexy glance and then tease the buttons on his sequenced shirt until it falls to the floor only to reveal his manly rhinestone-studded pecs. Ooh la la!

The Belly Dance Taboo – An Erotic Fantasy, a Patriarchy Victim or a Feminist Victory?

“Ye to sirf prostitues karti hain”

(It’s a dance done only by prostitutes)

I was dumbfounded one morning when my boss made that scathing statement while we were discussing how we spend our weekends pursuing our passions. He further went on to share some unsolicited advice on how I should “Do it only infront of my husband or boyfriend.”

I was infuriated by this crude ridicule of the integrity of the art I love and my soul felt agitated. I would have made a snide remark about his caveman mindedness if, at that instant, the demure girl in me wasn’t forced to reconsider the choice made a year back.

I reminisced. I had, with great enthusiasm, consciously chosen to learn belly dancing as a way to explore and express my femininity. Initially I was skeptical about participating in an experience that is assumed to be sexually exploitative but was immediately struck with contradiction. For the first time I appreciated my body for what it was able to accomplish physically and aesthetically.

It felt so good. The doubt transpired. It transfigured into an urge to spread awareness about the art form and address the stigma attached to it.

‘Belly Dance’ is a popular improvised version of Raqs Sharqi, a dance form originated in the Middle East that involves undulating and serpentine movements of the torso. Highly recognized by the image of a voluptuous woman in a sequined costume and bare midriff performing such movements.

It originated as an art form passed on from a mother to her daughter to prepare the womb for child birth and was often performed at social gatherings.

Then how come along the way an art with such sacred origins came to be known as disreputable, something no proper women would indulge into and it was shameful for men to watch as well.

Patriarchy.

“Belly dance exists at a point of conflict between women’s expressions of fundamental truths, and patriarchal interpretations of this expression. It is not an easy place to be”, Andrea deagon phrases it well. It is these points of conflicts from which we can alter realities.

While for women the dance was a way to express emotions and a creative outlet to reconnect with their sensual selves which is an intrinsic aspect of human state.

The patriarchal era viewed women as a potentially disruptive force and their sexuality considered dangerous, due to the assumption that men are unable to resist their powerful lure.

The cruel patriarchal norms thus gave rise to a stereotype of belly dancers as sexually available, morally questionable, exotic unveiled dancer, an antithesis to restrained Muslim womanhood.

Moreover, when the west started to colonize Middle East, it attached the element of exotic to it. Failing to understand the movement vocabulary they wrongly perceived it as something sensual and irrational. It was soon shunned as a dance that arouses carnal desires in men.

Because men cannot control themselves against women’s allure, they put the responsibility on women instead. Are there any other reasons why it would be so intrinsically wrong for women to express their sensuality in public?

I would say belly dance is transgressive because it destabilizes social assumptions that women should not (publicly) shake, or draw attention to their breasts, hips, abdomens, and especially their pelvises.

Today, women around the world are taking it up and you ask them why?

To go beyond the comfortable into what stretches, challenges and revitalizes the mind. It helps them to tap into their physicality, reconcile with their body, feel liberated and foster a spirit of sisterhood.

It is sad that such an expressive dance form remains so misunderstood by a majority of the society and because of my unabashed love for it I can only hope the world soon comes to embrace it.