“The circus arrives without warning.
No announcements precede it.
It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.” – E. Morgensten.
I received a Victoria Secret gift ecard last week from an admirer of my cleavage, photos and stories.
I went to the mall to select my new bra. The Victoria Secret Perfect Coverage Bra.
Most of you know I edit the hell out of my photos. WHY?! Because I’m filled with self-image and self-hate issues. That isn’t a plea for anyone to debate or to attempt to make me feel better. Not my intention, it’s one of my character defects that I work on daily.
I took the following photo to share with my admirer via Sinful Sunday, but I felt old & fat. (OH Yeah?! Stop complaining and do something about it. I know, I hear that in my head).
I always show my beloved the photos before I use them and ask for his opinion. I sent him the edited version first then the original. [BELOW] This photo he didn’t understand the editing.
He went on to say he wasn’t sure of my point, then I sent him the original. Now mind you, I hate how I look in it. We know our flaws, I don’t need him to point them out, but I wanted him to see the difference in the photos. After looking at them both he says “the original is not flattering to you at all. Your belly is too big and it looks like the bra doesn’t fit.”
I’m not upset, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. That’s what I’d seen as well, being insecure I asked Mr. Sam for his opinion. This is what he said “I think it’s hotter than the edited one. Shows your boobs, skin color, and your stomach don’t look fat but when you look your eyes go straight to boobs (as you want) then follow your stomach to wonder what’s below.”
Mr. Sam is the reason I am sharing this photo, also because I need to continue stepping outside my comfort zone. I would rather have the photo edited. The photo does make my belly look big, because it is! Sorry, Mr. Sam you’re blinded by lust!
My admirer enjoyed my previous photos and I hope he continues to enjoy my edited & unedited photos. They are for him to enjoy. I truly am grateful for the few admirers, efriends and followers that I have. Thank You, Mr. T for my beautiful, new blue VS bra!!!
But there really isn’t any rest for the wicked and wicked I truly am.
I normally don’t like posting unflattering photos of me. However, I’m trying to push myself out of my comfort zone a little at a time.
I’m always the one taking pictures of others. Here is a photo taken by someone else. I found this photo somewhat fitting because of the end of February Photo Fest. I’m disappointed in myself for not keeping up with it this month. I’ve said it before I can give all the excuses for not keeping here with things here. Hopefully I can get my shit together, get back on track.
“There ain’t no rest for the wicked
Money don’t grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
There ain’t nothing in this world for free
I know I can’t slow down
I can’t hold back though you know I wish I could
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good…” by Cage the Elephant
I edited a previous boob day photo for today.
I’m still recovering from being so sick, sleeping most days. I can’t believe that I missed most of this month. Can I get a do over?!
I failed miserably at February Photofest this year. I let tons of stuff come & go. Slacking on my responsibilities of posting here.
I have no reasons why I haven’t continued to post here. I posted photos on my Instagram account. I have some excuses of why I haven’t kept up, too lazy or too inconvenienced to post here. Mostly I had run out of time, being at the bar, with Mr. Sam or just distracted by every day life.
This past week I’ve been fighting a severe cough. Went to the doctor yesterday because I haven’t slept in days because I’ve spent most of the night coughing…a dry hacking non-productive cough.
BUT….I have been able to visit Mr. Sam at least once a week. This is the most recent photo I took this past Sunday evening. I promise, I’ll start filling you in on all the sex adventures.
Sometimes, you see something that makes you laugh.
Sometimes you have a camera nearby to take a photo so that you can capture that one moment in time. Making a memory, saving a memory. Here is one of those moments.