The smallest thing, if offered with an open heart…

“Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else’s life forever.“–Margaret Cho

Yesterday…someone reached out to me that really didn’t need to. This was someone I do not know well, an acquaintance; he reached out to me despite being connected to a situation that has given me heartache for some time. This person did not reach out to sway me, chastise me, or judge me…he simply reached out to say:

I value you

(without reference or caveats or expectations)

I value you.

It was refreshing. I guess I have gotten so used to submerging everything in context…I have forgotten how to:

Just be, just feel, just express.

I thank him for his mindfulness…and encourage similar expression along the same pathway both for yourself and others.

xxx c

 

My NEW Booty: “I don’t think you’re ready for this JELLY…IS MY BODY TOO BOOTYLICIOUS FOR YA BABE?”

This weekend I added something NEW…to myself:

A BUTT!

Yes, you read correctly, I am posterior-ly challenged and so, in response, I purchased a butt enhancement prosthetic.

It was really a spur of the moment decision, well actually I was spurred-on by one of my well-endowed friends, but none-the-less I was excited and slightly giddy about the prospect of joining the ranks of those bootylicious women I both admire and envy:

WOMEN WITH BOOTAY!

At first, it was a joke I simply wanted to do something that might amuse those close to me, perhaps play a bit of a practical joke, an optical illusion if you will, but then…after staring in the mirror extensively…I REALLY LIKED IT!

Being built athletically, I have never possessed neither hips nor ass and had come to accept this as just me…never had I thought of it as a deficit…until NOW! Again, similar to women’s breasts, I see an ample rear as representing:

WOMANLY, SEXY, SEXUAL, FERTILITY, GENEROSITY…I could go on, but you get the picture.

And while, I am not willing to permanently alter my posterior (yet)…I will be purchasing another pair of these fabulous undergarments. The way I see it, it’s no different than a padded bra and hey if it makes you feel good…WHY THE HELL NOT?! We can talk all day about accepting our bodies as is, but if a little “adjustment” is all it takes to keep you smiling…then I say:

WHAT GOD DIDN’T GIVE YOU…GO OUT AND GET!

(yeah, that’s ME above! With my prosthetic BADDUNCADUNK!)

Life is too short to belabor the shortcomings of nature…GO GET IT GIRLS (and boys too!) !!!

xxx c.

Swinger Events: How they changed me, and how I’ve changed…

I have a party coming up this weekend–a lifestyle/swinger party–and, as always, as the party draws nearer I receive messages from those interested in attending and questions about, “what is it like?” which leads to a process of sharing that ALWAYS gets me thinking about how “what it’s like” to ME is a constantly evolving experience.

In the beginning, 7 years back now, lifestyle events were about experiencing everything I could; I was actually gorging on every sexual fantasy I had: grabbing, kissing, licking…(softly chuckling as I write this)…I was alike a wild animal. And, I think I NEEDED to be. It was a time of growing stress and anticipation in my professional life (training in psych), I was newly single and seeing an equally adventurous new partner, and as someone who always goes with her instinct (for better or worse) I let my hedonistic side loose and…INDULGED—releasing a need for freedom and expression…and I don’t regret a millisecond of it.

Later, as my love relationships became more stable, the parties were more about exploring together. Emotions would intervene at times, giving some parties a bit of a negative tone as boundaries were established, but I still felt they were an integral part of who I was both in a relationship and as a person. I performed and I hosted…the parties were my social outlet and my platform for creative and sexual expression (for me those two experiences are inextricably tied). Interestingly, the events also became less important to my own relationship and more vital to my friendships and sexual relationships with women. In fact my current partner was convinced I was a lesbian when we met…indeed, I do love men, but I certainly feel less self-conscious, sexually, with women.

Now, parties are different. There is a feeling of “been there, done that” and much of the pure excitement and anxiety has passed, but that isn’t a bad shift, rather a natural one. When I go to parties, I see my friends and we meet on the same ground: a safe place for sensuality and exploration, one of mutual respect and understanding that feels…DAMN GOOD! Like walking into your favorite bar or restaurant, only everyone is naked! Ha! Okay, so maybe my comparison is a little off, but the feeling isn’t. I love these parties, to this day, not because I am a “swinger” but because I am a lover of ALL THAT IS SENSUAL…and I won’t apologize, because there is no need…for me, or for YOU!

Just enjoy!

And if you are around NYC this weekend, stop by the Sexxymofo Party, and I’ll show you ALL ABOUT IT!

Xxx c

Mae Knew How to be a Bad Bitch!

“Whenever I’m caught between two evils, I take the one I’ve never tried.”
by Mae West

Women as Sexual Beings: Never passively accept objectification

“A sex symbol becomes a thing. I hate being a thing.”
by Marilyn Monroe

Feisty Friday Quotes: It’s all about Balance!

Yin Yang

Surfing my Facebook feed, I came across a status update from one of my upbeat-fav’s (Mizz Suzin V.) and thought, “well it’s this just totally applicable?” See if you aren’t vibing on the same:

I am strong because I am weak. I’m beautiful because I know my flaws. I’m a lover because I am a fighter. I’m fearless because I have been afraid. I’m wise because I have been foolish. And I can laugh because I have known sadness. 

For those who aren’t familiar with the yin-yang concept, it goes a bit like this:

Yin yang are complementary opposites that interact within a greater whole, as part of a dynamic system. Everything has both yin and yang aspects, but either of these aspects may manifest more strongly in particular objects, and may ebb or flow over time. The concept of yin and yang is often symbolized by various forms of the Taijitu symbol, for which it is probably best known in western cultures.

Just a moment of refletion before we ALL launch into our (probably) very un-balanced weekend revelry!

Hee hee, xxx c

I have fond memories of the *POWER PUFF GIRLS*…but I don’t remember them being THIS HOT!

I imagine we can all recall these three rascally lil’ girls…ridding their town of evil and general badness!

They were a venerable combo of cute and sassy…with just enough quirkiness to draw a large audience. BUT, I bet you do NOT recall the ADULT VERSION OF THE POWER PUFF GIRLS…VAVAVOOM!

What can I say…as a girl who masturbated to cartoons as a child…these hotties would have absolutely SET ME OFF!

Gotta love manga-fied women…they are like impossibly sexy!

Okay…back to work! xxx c

A moment to hold: “I have scarcely left you…”

Absense

I have scarcely left you 
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes 
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.

My love, 
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have 
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood, 
We found each other
Hungry 
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us. 

But wait for me, 
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too 
A rose

-Neruda

It’s HOT out there…might I suggest…