Posts Tagged ‘archetypes’
My Favorite Costume(s) (PICS)
Oasis’ and Jen’s Sexxx Carnival topic is about Halloween costumes this week, asking what was my sexiest costume:
Being a webwhore gives me the perfect excuse to indulge in dress-up and role-playing whenever I want to; I’m not sure if my best costumes have been specifically for Halloween or even qualify as “costumes”.
I like outfits that call to mind archetypal roles: moms, teachers, librarians, etc. The sexiest “costumes” to me are the modest ones involving lots of fabric. Familiar clothing that’s not supposed to be overtly sexy (like white cotton panties).
One of my favorites is dressing up as a Sunday School Teacher in a long pretty dress with feminine underwear and hosiery, like this:
It’s not so much the “costume” for me as the story you can build around regular clothing that any woman (or man) in a familiar role would wear. Obviously this kind of costume wouldn’t work well at a Halloween party for a woman who wants to be outlandishly, openly “sexy” and only has one day of the year to do so publicly, but for me on my site, it works very very well. Meaning that *I* like it a lot! It’s taboo, intriguing, and beautiful to me having the opportunity to play around with and exaggerate the sexually-appealing qualities of every-day feminine archetypes and/or stereotypes, partly because they feel both foreign and familiar to me.
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I also LOVE masks. I haven’t shot much in them, but it’s profoundly freeing and fun to wear one, and super fucking erotic to me (except for how sweaty they make your face and how hard it can be to breathe in them). I *loved* this shoot and the video we made to go with it:
What I wrote in my members-only area to accompany the 100 photos in the set explain more about why I love this costume that is really just a wig, a mask, and my curves:
We’ve had this transparent mask for a year or two now (maybe even three), and finally pulled it out for a shoot. I love how totally obscene it looks, how completely it epitomizes the vulgarity of pornography and garishness of porn sluts. There’s also something so juicy and old-fashioned about it, and of course frightening; I don’t know about men, but I think women tend to get crossed wires in our sexual fantasy lives where scary things are also really fucking hot.
I’ve never been a big cartoon buff, but since childhood I’ve always been fascinated by Alice the Goon and her zombified sexuality. And you might not know this, but my first recurrent sex dream focused on a clown who singled me out of a crowd and took me to a camper to do “things”. I was also totally turned on by the tin man in the Wizard of Oz and C-3PO in Star Wars. I don’t think it exactly was their gayness that attracted me, I’ve just always been “into” robots and artificial life forms. I think it’s their disabled or retarded humanity that appeals to me, allowing for certain human characteristics to be exaggerated in ways that are not only comical and spiritually-interesting, but also sensual and awkwardly obscene. Maybe I also like faces that are stiff and can’t smile. Those of you who know me well, also know I’m one of those people who’s very interested in Real Dolls and fuckable sex dolls/toys of all sorts, so the idea of morphing halfway into one is intriguing to me, to say the least.
On a practical and emotional level this was a super-fun shoot for me, and a good exercise because I do find a certain amount of ugliness very sexy and provocative; wearing a mask allowed me to be more ugly and somehow more beautiful and potent at the same time. Looking at these pictures has been unique because even though I’m looking at myself, I’m totally free from judging myself since my face is masked. While these images might freak YOU out, they make me feel very protected, invulnerable, and sordidly superhuman. Oddly, I feel like my dollface mask matches my body more than my real face does.
I feel compelled to be much more creative and dramatic and alive in my body when I’m wearing a mask like that.
This year the only costume I got were a couple of wax semi-masks, one of which I wore today for my daily nudie pics on twitter:
Again though, there’s something about such a SMALL piece of costuming that makes eyes and minds dress you up in a completely different perspective. Like how in haunted houses (at least the one we went to last night) so much of the effects relied on fucking with our vision and balance, making fairly benign stuff way more unsettling and exciting.
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If you’d like to see me dressing up in more magically-mundane not-exactly-costumes, I’d love for you to become a member to my site!
Bloggy-webwhores: it would be great if more of you joined my friends’ blog carnival! All you have to do is post something for the themes that appeal to you and link back:
Pretty Mommy Like Poetry (PICS)
Warning: this post might gross out some people, so if a certain word in the title makes you uncomfortable, the rest of this entry will probably heighten your discomfort:
I SO enjoyed my nightgown camshow last month (and had an awesome one the day before, too). I wore a long nightie that always makes me feel SO sexy and SO pretty and such a feminine tease. Someone I worked with years ago gave me three Eileen West nightgowns I never ever would have bought for myself, but now that I have them I want a dozen more:
I guess I just really like the feeling of white lengths of cotton flowing all over my body with no panties or bra (like my long white May Day dress).
I *especially* like the way these nighties make my jugs look so generous and mobile and soft with the pleats adding more fabric to accentuate them bursting forward. So so ripe and full.
In my show it was like poetry, talking about being a lady in a long nightgown, and what ladies in long nightgowns like to do and how their pussies get so wet underneath their long long nightgowns. I felt so pretty and iconically feminine, like if Victoria magazine included porn (never gonna happen, I know). Don’t you just want to push that white cotton up-up-up? And see and smell some soft, furry bush?
Free pics of me from a few years ago in a similar night gown: http://www.trixie.com/tgp/Trixie/see-through-nighty
It’s gross I guess, but I also love how skinny my arms and legs look wearing this nightgown. It’s the most feminine interpretation of skinniness, I think. Everything looks so long and pretty and gracefully awkward compared to everything in the middle looking so abundant and juicy.
It made me want to log in to the pay-to-view camsite I’ve been working and make all the boys want me to be their pretty mommy in her modest white nightgown. It’s such a familiar mommy-in-summer look, the soft cotton wafting faded mommy perfume and hugging hands reaching out on long arms to drawn you in. There’s nothing overtly sexual about it except that it’s all ALL all woman, and the modesty is the most naked you might get. A silhouette if the light is right, a sour-sweet stubbly armpit, some long pale leg if she gathers it up a little to step through the dewy lawn to get the paper in the morning.
It’s a look that provokes powerfully confusing strong feelings in a lot of people of both innocent love and taboo lust.
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That day we had more people in members-only chat than we’ve had in MONTHS, which also boosted my spirits terrifically. And really everything started looking up on Thursday when and after we fucked (don’t you think this is true?).
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If you want to get me a similar nightgown or inexpensive night slip to fill out my pretty mommy wardrobe, I have a couple ON SALE on my wishlist! It would be nice to have a couple of new drowsy sleepytime gowns to wear this summer.
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I hope to blog more later about 1) the camming I’ve been doing and 2) my own shame, discomfort and conflicted feelings about role plays I get off on.


















