This has been one hell of a shit-tastic month, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be happy for Boobday!
Each month I will be highlighting one of you in an effort to say thank you for making Boobday happen. Without all of you, it’d just be me and my tits. If you’d like to nominate someone to be featured, email me (email@example.com) and tell me why.
I asked Cara to write about what Boobday means to her. Here are her words:
Sharing on such a level is both erotic and freeing. Yes, it’s scary because as a woman there is so much risk involved to baring my body. If you peel away the fear, beneath it is this joy. It’s appreciated and I like being appreciated.
Boobday has become a way to tastefully display our breasts. Mine aren’t perfect, but I like that this is a relatively safe place to show myself. My imperfections are appreciated and welcomed as is everyone else’s. It becomes fun and arousing, my body comes alluring and something to be enjoyed.
What does it mean to be sultry? To be recognized as obviously passionate is energizing. I don’t get to display that many places so I’m glad to have a place to share it here!
Yay, Cara! Thank you so much!! xx
All your beautiful breasts have made me smile and I thank each of you for that from the bottom of my heart. I know it’s slipped from many of your minds since it’s monthly now, but I assure you it hasn’t slipped from mine! You are all so goddamned gorgeous and wonderful and so uniquely expressive! I feel honored to host Boobday and hold your bodies in my hands, so to speak. Just know they’re in good hands.
I’ve been wracking my brain for what March’s theme should be. It’s spring time in half the world, fall in the other, it’s St. Patrick’s Day for us Irish folk, it’s daylight savings for most of us. What would be a good theme? Well, I’m going to put it to you all for a week. Tell me what you want the theme to be for March in the comments and I’ll pick my favorite and post it next Friday.
And I’ll also take this opportunity to thank all of you for all your love and support. Returning emails and responding to comments is on my To Do List. You all have been integral to my equilibrium. You will hear from me, I promise.
In other news, I’ve decided I’ll start to meet people the end of March. That’s when the ride will begin. The Neighbor never reads this blog, so rest assured I’ll write like I always have. Even I’m curious to see what happens.
Don’t worry. I got this.
My SULTRY tits:
NOT my SULTRY tits:
Can’t wait to give and get my Valentines Gift!
I’m not too sure of the theme so I send you a few, you pick the one you think is best suited.::
For me “sultry” is the beautiful balance between sensuality and innocence. Naked boobs and pearls? Nailed it.
I chose this photo because it showcases my superbly pert nipple.
SULTRY by definition: 1. (of the air or weather) hot and humid. 2. (of a person, especially a woman) attractive in a way that suggests a passionate nature.
To me, sultry is at its core sexy, but there’s more than that. It’s sensual, deliberate, confident, and probably aware of the effect on observers. How to express that without eye contact and a knowing look? Without a well-fitted dress that artfully reveals and conceals? Somehow, mere cleavage will have to serve…
I felt sultry as I dressed for work. I wasn’t sure if I captured it well, but I can feel it.