Awakening with a sultry zest and a heart full of glee, It’s such a wonderful day when I can wake in this state of mind. The morning air was crisp and cool. The wind chims played a beautiful song for me. The birds chirping. I was delighted.
Stepping into my closet, my gaze alights upon the blue lace lingerie, an instant yearning washing over me. I pluck it, pressing it against my skin, as I look in the mirror. A smile dancing upon my lips, “Today, I wear this for myself,” I decide, my eyes fall upon a modest black dress perfectly tailored for me. Taking my time, I dress in lingerie and do my make-up and hair. A spritz of my newfound elixir, I stand, admiring myself. The shed pounds and newfound diet have bestowed upon me an effulgent vitality, a radiance that others can’t help but notice. I am full of gratification. Before draping myself in the ebony gown, I capture the moment, a snapshot of self-love, and send it to my lover, a silent invitation.
As a Sex, Intimacy and Relationship Coach I have been talking a lot about the value in seeking pleasure through out every day. I have often told people I dress for myself, not for men. This isn’t to say I won’t dress for a man. There are days I get giddy about my lover picking my clothes for me. I love dressing for him. However, 99% of the time, I am dressing for myself. To feel good, comfortable, and sexy or elegant. I dress for me. I often encourage my female clients to wear sexy lingerie under their normal clothing to help them come into their feminine and sexual energy. To be honest, I rarely wear undergarments, especially panties, but as I have been growing more comfortable in my own skin. I have sought pleasure in sexy teddies, corsets, and other lingerie. I find I love soft cottons, lace, leather, satin, all.
I implore you entertain the notion of slipping into something a touch more titillating each day, solely for your own delight. Revel in the array of options, and let your heart, not your partner’s gaze, be your guide. I give you permission to heed the siren call of your inner temptress, to derive pleasure from the allure beneath your daily garb. For it’s a pleasure meant for you and you alone.
- Oscar Wilde