I’m fond of telling people “You are sexy. You just have to believe it!” That’s right peeps! Grab your inner hawtness by the balls…or the labia…or any other genital of choice and work that foxy mojo! Sexiness isn’t not an exclusive feeling reserved for specific body types or age ranges. Sexy is something that everyone is. The moment you own it, it shows.
That’s what I say. That’s what I believe. But also? That shit is HARD, yo! At least for me. My sense of sexy evades me. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror. I feel its kinetic dance when attractive people enter my orbit. I rarely know what to do with it. As often as not, I become giggly…even a little ditzy, which unfortunately, are not my most appealing qualities.
But I haven’t embraced it as a fully integrated part of my identity. I both love and envy those magnificent people who lead with their sexuality but I’m afraid. I treat sexy the way some might treat a priceless piece of jewelry. For the most part I keep it securely guarded. Occasionally I’ll put it on, but it make me nervous when I do. In a way the fear is kind of complicated but in another way it’s very simple. I’m afraid that if that if I let my sexy self shine, that someone will take it away from me.
Yep…it’s the same old, unoriginal but entirely real fear that holds most of us back. The fear of getting hurt.
Mighty Afrodite is my burlesque persona. If Afrodite had heirloom jewels she’d wear that sparkly shit all over town! Girlfriend has no fear. She is only about awesome.
Afrodite knows she sexy! No one has ever told her any differently. She’s born from the part of my soul that was impervious to harsh words, cruel actions and false images. She’s the persistent voice that urges me to keep going when I want to give up on myself. She’s the loving part of my heart and the living manifestation of all my hedonistic urges.
Mighty Afrodite is my permission to lead with the sexy (she’s also a great excuse to buy glitzy lingerie). Through my alter ego I can unleash the lion and be the sexy goddess of love, fun and the disco fabulousness!
For now my sexy beast liveson the stage and goes by a different name. But I am Afrodite and she is me. So who knows? Perhaps one day, regular everyday Nadine will lay a little more claim to that Mighty Afrodite mojo.