Someone called me skinny.

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And then I asked her if she needed glasses.

She insisted I looked “super skinny,” which in our fucked up sexist, fat-hating world means, “I think you look great!”

So then I asked her if she was feeling well, pushing the ungracious envelope a far as I could.

She insisted she was fine and so I finally accepted her compliment. I even hugged her, because the truth is I haven’t been feeling all that good looking lately.

“What’s your diet?” she wanted to know. It took every ounce of self control in my body not to answer, “Lots of sex, wine, and smoothies.” I said, “The no-diet diet,” instead.

The Neighbor hasn’t been as amorous. He’s been asking for TN Time and knowing introverts as I do, I always oblige, with no hard feelings.

But I can’t help but feel a little low in the sexy/pretty department. It’s likely why I’ve been posting so many pics here lately.

I refute the notion that I shouldn’t rely on outside feedback for confidence; it’s a mixture. I need a look in a man’s eye, a friend’s kind word and my own inner sense of badassery. Fuck anyone who tells me I should feel differently about myself.

And so I took myself on a little walk today in that Spring weather I waxed melodic about the other day and it was glorious.

My hips swung, my breasts bounced, and I filled my lungs with river-cooled air.

I am not skinny, nor – god forbid – will I ever be — I imagine only illness could scrape off my layers of voluptuousness.

I am feeling much better.

So between my walk today, my sweet interlude with TN last night where he told me again how much he loved my breasts — not just “breasts,” but my breasts — and his kisses on my stinging palms, I am feeling right as rain and really pretty good looking again. Skinny or not.

22 thoughts on “Someone called me skinny.

  1. Dare I tread on that fragile line between gratitude and lust and say that you can post as many pics as you like and I’ll gladly continue to give you a second, third, whatever opinion that you look great. Appreciate and accept the compliments, we are all our own worst critic. If you need to look in a man’s eyes to get that confirmation, you let me know and we’ll work something out…. and in…. and… oh nevermind.. I’m off waxing melodic…..

  2. I concur that you (and with all due respect, your breasts included) look freakin awesome, Hy. It’s a good thing, not to be emaciated. What’s up with the stinging palms? TN needed discipline?

  3. I am terrible at receding compliments and rarely perceive myself as being attrative. I like my body but basically assume that I am the only one. So, I feel you. To some degree.

    For risk of sounding pervy, I always enjoy looking at your pictures (and reading your posts) and agree that you DO look good. I try not to make remarks based on some value – skinny, tired, etc. Best to do like TN and focus on a feature and say what you like about it, i.e. I like your breasts (I’m in agreement).

  4. From what i saw you look great. But only the whole pic can tell 🙂
    You also look emotionally stronger than a few months ago and that impacts on the physical appearance too 😉

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