Body.

Let’s talk about the human body for a minute.  And how about we acknowledge that there are maybe 10% of humans who are ridiculously good looking too? You would be forgiven in thinking you are a fat ugly human being considering the beauty norms we face on the daily.  Right?

We are bombarded with utter bullshit images every day.  The perfect body.  The abs.  The clear skin.  The lush hair.  It is all bullshit.  It is filters.  It is AI.  It is really affecting the way we move in this world.  Let’s just stop the nonsense.

How about we start loving our bodies instead? I had cancer a few decades ago.  All of my insides were removed.  There is a large scar that I am so conscious of.  It is a straight line from my belly button to my pubis.  I hate it.  It reminds me of a time where I was super vulnerable I suppose.

While I have yet to learn how to love this body I can certainly appreciate yours.

I love a man with a belly.  There is something quite lovely about it.  I prefer a man to be more interested in my body than his own.  Those gym bunny guys who can’t pass a mirror without checking their reflection do not get it.  Sexy is not about your body.  Nope.  It is the brain.

I get so turned on by intelligence that I discovered it is an actual kink : sapiosexuality.  Your body is the last thing I care about.  I want to suck your brain.  hah.

Allessandra x