I love to expose my body.

It is a freeing experience to me.

It is an experiment I like to play with.

It is the play of my colorful Spirit.

I like to take photos of myself that expose parts of my body or that others  can take of me in short booties or any sensual type of clothes.

I love the texture of the clothes…the feeling of them on my body and the view of my curves…!

This is me exploring myself erotically and sensually and it is oftentimes fun.

I love to take pics like this…not only to expose myself (parts of my body) but specially when there is something new like this bootie short which i love and i find them cute and sexy at the same time.

I may not like these pics 5 years from now but i do now and it amazes me to see some men’s reaction when they see these photos of me or when they come to know i am pole dancing to become a certified pole instructor.

There are two main reactions from some men that i prefere to call “boys”…: 1 . The first perception is that i might be “an easy catch” to fuck. 2.The second category gets intimitated or runs away as i am too wild for them to handle.

None of thase categories of men (i should say boys)…have a clue of what i am made of.

They have these superficial ideas of women and sexuality and have no clue what or who stands behind these pics. So when they start having a conversation with me slowly they dissapear. Why?

Because their perceptions are just that…their perceptions and not accurate. So they leave “dissapointed”.

Boys will aways see their sexual urges/drive  relfected in my sensual  photos and its all their projections because most men fail to not only get me but they fail to understand a woman like me who is not everyone’s cup of tea.

I am a woman in progress and i am interested in men not boys.

A real man would see what i see in myself at this point in time:he would be curious to get to know me…he would see beauty, grace,wilderness, softness, an erotic and passionate woman that has a colorful spirit and he would crave to explore me…not cage me into his assumtions that have nothing to do with who i am in my essence.

A real man would take his time to get to know me…beyond my apperiances and he would celebrate my wild nature being open to discover the spirit within me.

A real man would not assume or tame an empowered woman that is taking her magic back and is creating beauty out of herself in all possible ways.

And there is this huge difference between boys and men and i quit chosing boys long time ago.

Only men can approach me and get a taste of my spirit.

And no i am not for everyone.

Those that know me well know this for a fact.

I chose whom i allow in my life and whom not.

I have the power of choice and the power of magic making and so shall it be.

And i am not “easy”…not because i want to be “ difficult” like some immature men have told me in the past but because i am worth more and i won’t settle for the shallows of anyone.

I am deep…i am wild…i am erotic and sensual…i am soft and vulnerable…

Not everyone can actually handle me.

But i am proud of who i am becoming…