Bringing sexy back
It was always here
This blog began as a personal chronicle of my sexual awakening, a journey to discover the marvelous perks of owning one's sensuality, embracing that sizzling, irresistible energy, and expertly navigating the world of all things sexy!
Yet, lately, I’ve drifted a bit from that part of myself. At first, it was an intoxicating rush: from pouring my thoughts onto this blog to sharing glimpses of my sensual world, I not only felt myself but encouraged others to do the same. However, the spark dimmed for a while…
I can't pinpoint a single cause. Life happened, or rather, I got tangled up in my head. I lost sight of that vivacious Lorenza, strutting down the streets of Paris, hips swaying, rejoicing in the admiring glances, and above all, enjoying herself.
I stopped looking at myself in the mirror and enjoying how freaking awesome I looked, I stopped buying black lace lingerie and showing it off. I stopped thinking “sexy” every time I did something that made me feel that way.
When you’re on top of the world and on top of your sexy, the fall can be very harsh. But what’s important is going back to that feeling, because you know what it is, and you know how to get there: even if you’ve never felt it before.
I like to put it this way: you’ve surely felt that sensual tension with someone, that inescapable feeling of little sparks inside you. Your blood starts rushing a bit, you start getting a bit agitated, tingly even and you just know: you’re feeling the sexy.
Well, all those sexy feelings might seem so freaking complicated to direct them towards yourself, but you know what? The first step is very simple, ridiculous even: you need to look at yourself; really look.
So I invite you to practice!
This is how I do it: I pick one night and I decide to take myself out on a date.
While I run the bath, I undress slowly in front of the mirror appreciating my curves, my neck, my lips, and my hair. I very slowly whisper: you’re sexy, I love you. (I know it seems ridiculous but try it) I then proceed to enter my bath infused with lavender oil, to pamper and feel myself.
In the bath I try to feel my body, and how beautiful and unique it is, how lucky I am to have it. I then get out and I slowly start putting on my lingerie (preferably black lace) in front of the mirror, enjoying the view and only welcoming sexy thoughts “You’re beautiful, look at that lace, look at those curves, you’re perfect”. This might sound weird and uncomfortable at first but it’s worth it, trust me.
At this point I am starting to feel the sexy, I start to feel comfortable and sure of myself. I look back at the mirror, and I see myself again, but with different eyes. With eyes of love and appreciation. With this in mind, and almost every time, I decided to take a picture- some of which you’ve seen- to remember the moment and really pose for myself, for that sexy reflection looking back at me.
I dress up in my night-out outfit and, put some gloss on, maybe snap another picture and go out. As I walk down the street I swing my hips and stand proud, I know that I’m looking sexy because I feel sexy. And in case I forget, I give myself a little reminder “You’re sexy, you are amazing, let yourself feel it”. And I mean it, don’t feel ridiculous, because if you’re feeling it if that sensation is overcoming your body, don’t deny it. No one will judge you if you don’t judge yourself.
I then get to a restaurant or bar of my choosing, and I am excited because I am taking myself out, my beautiful sexy self. I sit at the bar and order a dirty martini, knowing full well that everyone is looking at me, not only because I look sexy, but against all odds and shit the day brings: I feel it. And no one, not even yourself can take that away from you.
The feeling that you’re standing proud, that you are liking yourself, feeling it deep inside you. That feeling of pride, because you did the work, you went through a slightly dark tunnel and you came out on the other end, not only feeling and looking sexy and fabulous, but knowing in your heart that you were the one to give yourself this moment, this feeling. And for that feeling, for that moment of gratitude towards yourself, that is what you should fight for every day, that’s why you should keep walking through that dark tunnel. Because you’ll know that at the end of it, you will find yourself.
With all the sexy, sassy and happy I have to give,
Lo