Whatever the title may be, it sure is a Monday and it sure is feeling like one of those days I will be sluggishly fighting to engage with the world beyond the front door. I have to leave home at certain points, but I won’t want to. I won’t want to change clothes and brush my hair. I won’t want to pick out shoes that haven’t been chewed by the puppy.
But it will feel good to feel adult energy and presence, to plan and process in my head (hey, even a grocery shopping trip is good for that), and I won’t want to come back home once we leave. Getting out of the house, priority #1. The day goes from there.
But first, I’m drawn here to stir the sexual energy that has been percolating in my body. Blogging always does that for me. And I want to share some more Truth with you because hey, it’s fun to converse afterward and snuggle a bit …
My Truths #3 (or 4 or 5, lost count, don’t care)
My Feminine Essence
I turn this on and off quite often. In fact I feel like I save and store up my sexy for the right moments. Like I said before, sometimes it isn’t easy to get myself dressed in the morning, which means I am currently bra-less in a white tee. I’m wearing jeans but the only reason is because I need to do laundry. I haven’t brushed my hair in two days. It was braided yesterday after I washed it so it is kinky and wavy like an 80’s rock chick style. My bangs are grown out, and I’m not sure if I’m going to do the long bangs this summer or get them cut…
My point is, I’m not trying to look good right now so I have my essence turned off. When I…
…damn it, honestly I felt sexy as soon as I started describing my hair, even if it might be a mess right now. I think this is where I get a lot of my feminine essence.
It isn’t the boobs. Until the summer of 2012 I didn’t think they (or my nipples) were anything special (or “big” I should say). So my whole college years were spent with my long hair feeling like my asset. To be fair, I think my babies should get a lot of credit for enhancing the breasts I had before them.
(Side note I feel like sharing: when I was in the hospital after having my second, the millionth Lactation Consultant came in to check on us. It happened to be time to feed baby and my milk was really coming in, so I unbuttoned and revealed myself to show her how much I needed not to be checked on anymore. She says, “Wow! You sure have the right equipment! Oh! Yes, you know what you’re doing.” Derek happened to be there at the time and we all laughed. Side side note: she was a gorgeous cougar with huge breasts herself.)
Oh, we were talking about my hair. My hair gives me so much control, where I flip and turn it, whether I use it to tickle or to hide behind; but I lose control in a second when it’s grabbed, when I’m maneuvered into position, even just tugged a little. I give, I get taken, and I don’t have emotions over whether I like it or not, it is instinct that I go where I am pulled.
When I pull my hair into a bun, it naturally makes me more “business” and less “fun”. Even though a bun is usually because, again, I just didn’t want to brush it. Either way, maybe it is because my eyes are pulled open a bit more by the tightness of my rubber band or because of the taming of my wild mane has temporarily occurred, I just don’t know, I get shit done in a bun.
A ponytail is a different story. A ponytail makes me feel young and loosely bridled. I get cheeky, I get playful and I get naughty. Responsibilities fall to the more responsible, while I get more interesting and creative things accomplished.
As I showed you in the pic above, my hair is loose and tangled and free (I’m wearing a shirt again though, it was a bit chilly in the house). This is when I feel my most sexy, and oddly it is when I feel least likely to leave the house. My suitors may come to me now I guess.
What makes you feel feminine? What makes you feel like the sexy being you are? Do you work this asset when you see someone you are attracted to?
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