BDSM Discussion: Body Image

I am jealous of your friend too!

I mean. I love what it symbolizes. And I know we are supposed to be empowering each other. I will. But damn. That “ledge”.

HE doesn't care. I don’t like it.
To be fair, it doesn’t stop me anymore, but to have it gone would be lovely.
 
I mean. I love what it symbolizes. And I know we are supposed to be empowering each other. I will. But damn. That “ledge”.

HE doesn't care. I don’t like it.
To be fair, it doesn’t stop me anymore, but to have it gone would be lovely.

Can you just get it done? Honestly, it tooks years - no, decades - before I got my reduction surgery, and I totally wish I'd done it earlier. (Although, having said that, there is something nice about getting things perked up a bit when you're in your 40s.)
 
Update on this ... turns out a lovely guy and a reasonable amount of vodka can deal to that terror. (Does it help when the lovely guy also has a bit of a dad bod? Probably.)
I think for some fairly significant parts of the fairly recent and totally new sex with the said guy, I forgot I even HAD a tummy ... so that's the trick, just make her cum so much that's ALL she can think about ... if 'thinking' is even a thing at that point.

I think the fact that after dinner he said 'right, let's got to a DESSERT restaurant now' was a good indicator that enjoying food was probably a slightly higher priority than worry about tummies.

I'm a sucker for a Happy ending. The guy sounds like a keeper.
 
Can you just get it done? Honestly, it tooks years - no, decades - before I got my reduction surgery, and I totally wish I'd done it earlier. (Although, having said that, there is something nice about getting things perked up a bit when you're in your 40s.)

Can’t afford it.

I DID have a breast reduction. I’m still a DD. That was considered medical. I had back pain.
 
😂 That's fantastic! Congrats, Kim!


I like what you said about forgetting you had a tummy. Very relateable. By the time a man is peeling my panties down off of my legs, I've pretty much forgotten about any body issues i might have walked in the door with.

This is what we secretly aspire to. Whatever it takes to get a woman distracted enough to get naked. :D:D:D
 
Can’t afford it.

I DID have a breast reduction. I’m still a DD. That was considered medical. I had back pain.

Sorry ... I'm sure we've talked about that before. I'm still a DD. I got mine through the public health, for the same reason, although they don't do very many ... before it was approved, the lovely husband had agreed to us just taking out another mortgage to pay for it.
I hate how money is just an issue all the time ... since I'm now single, I can't afford things I used to take for granted. Like clothes that I actually like. Maybe we should buy lottery tickets?
 
Sorry ... I'm sure we've talked about that before. I'm still a DD. I got mine through the public health, for the same reason, although they don't do very many ... before it was approved, the lovely husband had agreed to us just taking out another mortgage to pay for it.
I hate how money is just an issue all the time ... since I'm now single, I can't afford things I used to take for granted. Like clothes that I actually like. Maybe we should buy lottery tickets?

I think we should start a divorced women’s village.
Honestly.
 
I mean. I love what it symbolizes. And I know we are supposed to be empowering each other. I will. But damn. That “ledge”.

HE doesn't care. I don’t like it.
To be fair, it doesn’t stop me anymore, but to have it gone would be lovely.

I know what you mean. It doesn't bother anyone else but me. And my button pants.
 
Small houses so no one can sponge off us. A main house with a bar, large kitchen and main living.
We take turns with the pets.
Cooking.
Bla bla bla.

This is like my ideal ... maybe once a month we chip in for a good chef to come and make a fancy meal for all of us. And there's a garden. And chickens ... I think we're actually describing a commune, except with drinking, and not run by some ego-maniacal guy.
 
This is like my ideal ... maybe once a month we chip in for a good chef to come and make a fancy meal for all of us. And there's a garden. And chickens ... I think we're actually describing a commune, except with drinking, and not run by some ego-maniacal guy.

I think this is the way it is in a lot of cultures.

Or. Was.
Should be.
 
Except we'll also have a pool. That's heated in winter.

That’s why I made my thread. It’s in the same yard as cookie’s Kinky Pool Party Pool and Hiney’s place.
Part of our compound.

I feel like Tolkien.
 
Thank you, sweet gents. I wish it were easier to see in myself what I can easily see in others.

How true this is, and so eloquently worded. I totally agree :heart:

I'll say what I see, as eloquently as I'm able. :)

My second wife went from a UK10 to a UK18 in 7 years, I still loved the person I had met and weight wasn't an issue (on either side) when we finally parted - other concerns had not been properly addressed. Yes, I did learn from that experience.

As others have said, be aware of health issues, but if you're within - say - about 20% of the medical world's 'ideal' figure then you've really nothing to worry about. My doctor says I'm to be supposed to be 11st 5lb (159lbs), I haven't been that since I was 26 and doing 3 hours vigorous exercise four times a week. For most of the next decade I was perfectly healthy around 13st to 14st (182lbs to 196lbs), maybe I should lose a bit now though? Ladies especially, your natural cycles will see you going up or down 5% within a fortnight.

TL,DR? Stop worrying, stress is a bigger health risk than a few extra pounds.
 
This is what we secretly aspire to. Whatever it takes to get a woman distracted enough to get naked. :D:D:D

LOL! A few good kisses and I'm ready to go. There is nothing on earth more sublime than the feel of my lover's skin against mine.

It helps that he is completely un-self-conscious about his own body, a trait I find incredibly appealing. I love watching him get ready after a shower - standing there in all his naked glory while rubbing his hair dry or cleaning his ears with a Q-tip.

Before he'd seen me naked, I'd shared with him something about my body that I always fret about with a new partner. His response was, 'If it's not an issue for you, it won't be an issue for me.' I think that perfectly sums up the attitude of most men i know.

TL,DR? Stop worrying, stress is a bigger health risk than a few extra pounds.

Excellent point.👍
 
There was a time when I tried to look my best in bed. I actually wore makeup to bed! Now I don't wear makeup at all. I think I look better without it.

I know I don't look perfect and I do have a lot of medical conditions that affect the way I look. Such as a scar that came about when they had to remove my thyroid. It's not nearly as pronounced as it once was.

I can't say that I've seen too many women in porn that look very much like me. I see a lot of skinny ones. I see some fat ones but they never have the same body shape as me. Sometimes I feel like I'm a beach ball with toothpick legs. I exaggerate, but sometimes it feels like that. I have a bat wing on my left arm but not on the right. Why is that? :eek: I do workout with weights and I dance so why is that bat wing there? I have scoliosis. Mine is very mild. *I* can see it when I'm naked. One hip sits up slightly higher than the other and is slightly more forward. My left breast is a little larger. Maybe to go with the bat wing! My eyes are green but one is a slightly deeper green than the other.

I suppose I could go on and on. But what's the point? This is who I am and what I look like. I can remember being very self conscious of my nose and lips when I was younger. My mom always made fun of me. Said my hair was too thick, my lips were too plump and my nose was too big. I intended to ask for a nose job for my 18th birthday. But by then, my nose suddenly wasn't too big! I was looking at some old pics yesterday and there were a few awkward years when I was severely underweight and it seemed to make my nose look huge.

I shouldn't have listened to my mom. I also saw the pic from when I was three and took first place in a cute kid contest. My mom also begged me to get my eyes done. She said I would look so much better. *She* had hers done but looked no different afterwards. Heh.

I'm 60 now. Love me or leave me. I don't care. This is what I look like. I make no apologies for it. I won't have plastic surgery. I love me!
 
In other news, an amazingly beautiful friend of mine is getting Botox.

Again. I don’t know how to feel. It’s her face. But I wish she didn’t think she needs it. But part of me thinks I need it.
 
There was a time when I tried to look my best in bed. I actually wore makeup to bed! Now I don't wear makeup at all. I think I look better without it.

I know I don't look perfect and I do have a lot of medical conditions that affect the way I look. Such as a scar that came about when they had to remove my thyroid. It's not nearly as pronounced as it once was.

I can't say that I've seen too many women in porn that look very much like me. I see a lot of skinny ones. I see some fat ones but they never have the same body shape as me. Sometimes I feel like I'm a beach ball with toothpick legs. I exaggerate, but sometimes it feels like that. I have a bat wing on my left arm but not on the right. Why is that? :eek: I do workout with weights and I dance so why is that bat wing there? I have scoliosis. Mine is very mild. *I* can see it when I'm naked. One hip sits up slightly higher than the other and is slightly more forward. My left breast is a little larger. Maybe to go with the bat wing! My eyes are green but one is a slightly deeper green than the other.

I suppose I could go on and on. But what's the point? This is who I am and what I look like. I can remember being very self conscious of my nose and lips when I was younger. My mom always made fun of me. Said my hair was too thick, my lips were too plump and my nose was too big. I intended to ask for a nose job for my 18th birthday. But by then, my nose suddenly wasn't too big! I was looking at some old pics yesterday and there were a few awkward years when I was severely underweight and it seemed to make my nose look huge.

I shouldn't have listened to my mom. I also saw the pic from when I was three and took first place in a cute kid contest. My mom also begged me to get my eyes done. She said I would look so much better. *She* had hers done but looked no different afterwards. Heh.

I'm 60 now. Love me or leave me. I don't care. This is what I look like. I make no apologies for it. I won't have plastic surgery. I love me!


Crazy about your mom - that makes my heartache for your younger self.

I'm 58 - I've been thinking about the time wasted worrying about how I look. In my head I'll still do it but I'm done missing opportunities because I think I'm fat.

Good for you, jada!
 
In other news, an amazingly beautiful friend of mine is getting Botox.

Again. I don’t know how to feel. It’s her face. But I wish she didn’t think she needs it. But part of me thinks I need it.


I have have seen you up close and personal.

You are lovely. Beautiful. Cute. Pretty. You do NOT need botox. If ya did, I'd tell ya. Ok? Ok. :cattail:
 
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