Sinful Sunday

I put this on today and realized, with great disappointment, that I never wore it for Him. It’s pretty, I think. Classic. And I like the vintage high-waist because it covers up my mommy-tummy.

I’m not really one for lingerie, but He is. I spent over $200 awhile back, acquiring things I though He might like, making sure to get items that would allow for thigh-highs (his favorite), and yet that I would still feel sexy in (nothing to accentuate my rolls and folds, eh?).

I never wore any of it. Actually…that isn’t true. I did wear one set right away, with garters, under a skirt that was short enough to show them peeking out. I’m fairly certain he appreciated them, but it’s been long enough that I don’t remember anymore. I do remember being uncomfortable the whole night, pulling down my skirt, adjusting and squirming, hoping I didn’t run into anyone I knew in public who might see the hidden evidence of my “sluttiness.” And I think that might have ruined it for Him…knowing how much I didn’t like it took the sexiness right out of it.

Yeah…I’ve got issues here, I know. Looking at this photo, I realize I’m sexy. So why do I have these persistent and damaging body issues? It’s ridiculous, and I’m going to have investigate and conquer them. Not just for Him…but more importantly, for me.

(Note: Sinful Sunday is 400 weeks old today! Congratulations to Molly Moore for keeping up such a successful meme! It takes a lot of work to accomplish something like this!)


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