I couldn't explain to you why, what precisely motivated the endeavor, but yesterday, after I got out of bed, as I stared at my wardrobe, I decided that I wanted to dress up like a complete slut. At least for a little while. "Why?" I asked myself. Legitimate question. I live alone. There is no one to enjoy it. So, what's the point? I couldn't find for myself an answer. But I did it anyway.
If you looked, then you'd understand how that could be a touch difficult to put to words. Haha!
But, that's where it started. Bra, matching panties, fishnet stockings, and a denim skirt that would almost certainly get me arrested in public as it's almost pointlessly short, and a black short sleeve, cropped mesh top that you can absolutely see entirely through. I put my hair in a tight bun at the crown of my head, and I imagine a couple of my dreadlocks fell out of my bun as they almost always do. Oh and the faux suede pumps. Pedicured toes.
And even though it had no purpose and no one to enjoy it, I still did. I was sad when I had to put on my modesty and go modest.
Did I tell you I have a lingerie fetish? Of course I didn't. We hardly know one another. So, guess what? I have a lingerie fetish. So it's not like what you may think of when you think of a lingerie fetish. What I love to do is wear very sexy lingerie under my everyday clothes. Here's why... Ladies, listen up, this is gold right here... You could wear frumpy sweatpants but feel more confident in yourself than ever, and when you feel confident, dear, you exude confidence. And you can do that by wearing cute lingerie under your frumpy sweats.
I wear lingerie, nice looking lingerie, definitely not high end but not total trash either, every day. Matching sets. And it makes me feel fucking incredible. I walk straighter, I speak more directly... That's my fetish. I'm always wearing cute lingerie. Is that weird?
Ha!
little R