HappyComeLucky

For a very long time, my twitter avatar was me fastening suspenders to the top of my fishnet stocking. Why? Because, to me, it captured a sensual sexuality in a tiny image. It seemed to say a lot without words. The fact that I was fastening it, showed that I was active in the decision to be seductive and in control of my participation.

I don’t have that image anymore. I could probably find it somewhere, but like a lot of things, although I am still very proud of it, it’s from my past. It’s so old, I still had a wedding ring on in it.

Since then, I have been through times of rarely wearing stockings and fishnets. My relationship with dressing up is a very fluid thing. Right now though, it’s on the up again. It might not always be fishnets, but getting dressed up in something that makes me feel hot is a powerful thing. The items rarely stay on for long, but that’s really the point.

The exhibitionist in me loves dressing up and getting a reaction. Sometimes, it’s just for their eyes. Sometimes I share it on here and on Twitter. Whatever my reason for wearing them, fishnets give me a special smile and as extra wiggle in my step.