Liberate My Body.

I thought it would be a good idea to start off this blog by talking about what will hopefully be a monumental event in my life. I turn 22 years old on July 27th and I am so excited! But the

monumental event I am talking about is not my birthday. I have a birthday once a year...BORING! This year for my birthday I will be attending Bearracuda SF underwear pre Up Your Alley Party. Wow that is a fucken mouthful. Up Your Alley is a festival that is happening Sunday, July 25 in San Francisco. Its like a mini Folsom Street Fair. A day long of kink, bdsm, leather, pain and pleasure. Sounds right up my alley right? ;) I am very excited to just be at this festival enjoying a margarita and watching a demonstration of some bondage or fisting going on. This is what I love about San Francisco...fucken FREAKS! It makes me feel less freaky or maybe I find more comfort in my freakyness, who knows. The one thing that I do not like about this festival is that it is a very white male dominated space. Ithink it makes sense because not many queer people of color can afford a $300 whip. I guess I

shouldn't get started on classism, racism, and kink haha that will be another post. So this pre party that I a going to is called bearracuda. It is pretty much a bear/cub/leather daddy/kink club night. Oh yea, and its an underwear party! So since I am broke and I have to come up with cheap yet amazing presents to give my self, I have decided this will be a part of my present to myself. That is just my first gift, there is so much more! I decided that 22 years of sucking in my stomach, being careful not to show my stomach, hating my arms, worrying about a double chin, etc is OVER. Well at least for that night...baby steps...baby steps. I have decided that I will go wearing my doc boots, a vest, and some shiny black very tight boxer briefs. AND THAT IS IT! I think it is time that I felt the comfortability of wearing very little clothing in a club and out in the streets. I always say that my body is beautiful, which I still believe is true, so now time to liberate the fuck out of myself and break through this little wall of mine. It has taken me years of hating my body, cleanses, diets, binge eating, not eating, anger, and sadness to be able to say I LOVE MY BODY. 22 fucken years, it took 22 fucken years to get to this point. Let us see how it goes. Here I go...wish me luck!