Let’s be clear here: I wear lingerie for me, and only me. Now, if I happen to be in the presence of an attractive other person, and that person enjoys seeing me in lingerie, then I guess that’s a bonus for them. But I did not put on this lace bodysuit so a boy could… Continue reading Why I wear lingerie
I think I'm falling for a boy. For the purpose of anonymity we are going to refer to him as Mr. Darcy (which is the most cliché fictional stand-in for a lover ever, but for the sake of getting this post up, we're going to pretend I'm creative). Techncally I'm not actually dating Mr. Darcy… Continue reading Dating Mr. Darcy. Twice.