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#LingerieIsForEveryone – Week 5
Hello Friends! Welcome (back) to Lingerie Is For Everyone, a fully inclusive and celebratory space to share your love of lingerie with other likeminded folks where you can interpret “lingerie” in whatever way you like. If you are joining us for the first time, pop over to the Rules and get the Badge to play along. Don’t forget to share and follow the thoughtful and beautiful work of your fellow #LingerieIsForEveryone bloggers, and if you’re not a blogger and want to join in, ping me on Twittr @fireandhoney and I will be delighted to make a guest post for you to showcase your image and thoughts on how lingerie fits…
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Lingerie Is For Everyone – Week 1
Welcome to the premier post of Lingerie Is For Everyone! For so long, lingerie has been called “unmentionables”. Well, Lingerie Is For Everyone is here to change that. Not only is lingerie completely unmentionable, it’s worthy of celebration! No matter your gender or sexuality, no matter the size or shape of your body, no matter your ethnicity, if you love lingerie, you are welcome to contribute. It doesn’t need to be fancy or expensive, if it’s an undergarment that you feel good in, that’s all you need. Likewise, if you’re less about pictures and more about words, written pieces that center on lingerie can be included too – opinion pieces,…
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Words Hurt
Trigger/Content Warning: child abuse, verbal abuse, eating disorders, body dysmorphia I’d like to thank all of you who commented and tweeted kind and healing words in response to my post the other day about my anxiety about doctor visits and body autonomy. It was a hard post to write and share and it’s been interesting since because it’s sort of opened the flood gates, as if by writing that post I was allowing myself to really look at that trauma and see it for what it was: child abuse. I’ve decided to share everything I can remember in terms of how my parents modelled negative relationships with food, fatphobia, ignorance…
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BoobDay: Tits and Tennessee Williams’ thoughts on writers
“…most writers, and most other artists, too, are primarily motivated in their desperate vocation by a desire to find and to separate truth from the complex of lies and evasions they live in, and I think that this impulse is what makes their work not so much a profession as a vocation, a true calling.” – Tennessee Williams Head over to Hy’s site for the full #BoobDay Roundup
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This is Right. This is Good.
Fuck yeah give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want.
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Seeking A Cunning Linguist
Use your words, baby. Tell me what you want.
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Boob Day: Outtake
This photo was never meant to be a feature. Imperfect, forgettable, lacklustre.
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Boobday: it feels like Friday
It’s been quite a week: libido in overdrive but creativity in major drought. In both senses I’ve felt a bit scrambled.
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Boob Day: Unrestrained
I discovered a new hashtag on Instagram yesterday …
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Boob Day: Distract Me
It’s been a gray couple days. Not feeling myself, not wanting to connect, trying to understand what this funk is. Maybe I just need distracting?
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Boob Day: Mission Accomplished
Late for dinner plans, couldn’t keep my hands off myself. Just a quick lift of my dress, a photo, a text … and then his stream of heart-eye emojis. I win.
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Boob Day: Hi, I’m the New Girl
New city, that means updating online profiles like FetLife and flipping through bios of studly young bucks, going eenie-meanie-miney-mo, tolerating loads of disappointing messages (womp womp) and making a few rare connections only to have all but the best fall through.