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Sensual at Any Size
Becky Cavender
You don't have to be a size 8, have a big ass and large breasts, a small waist, swing your hips, and show copious amounts of cleavage to entice a man. I'm not saying those things aren't sexy. Of course they are; but there's much more to what makes a woman alluring... and men instinctively know this.
Confidence is one of the sexiest things in a woman, many men say; but it's deeper than confidence. What men are really picking up on when they see a woman with that gleam in her eyes, that sultry smile on her face, is the self-awareness of sensuality.
Sexuality is usually associated with sensuality; and though there is a strong correlation between the two, you can be sexual without being entirely sensual, and you can certainly be sensual without being sexual.
Women who are aware of what feels good to them, what arouses their senses (not only their sexual ones) ooze sensuality. A knowingness. These women understand this looks like confidence, but smells like seduction. Empowerment. Being in possession of yourself.
It doesn't matter if you're a size 6 or a size 32. If you've got it, you've got it. And men know it when you walk in a room or look them in the eye.
But this smoldering self-awareness is not about gaining the attention of men, either.
Real sensuality becomes so... intoxicating, so enchanting ... when its power is harnessed with the intention of being whole, of expressing the fiery, vibrant woman within ... not for the purpose of getting a man's phone number, but rather for the purpose of being free.
Sensuality is about being in-tune with and expressing the feelings that are elicited when we're captivated in a moment of pleasure.
It requires curiosity. Awareness. And an openness to surrender, to be fully present, with what we're experiencing right now. It allows you to feel passionate and alive.
To be aware of your senses and express them is an act of devotion, of loving self-care. And this changes the way you live.
You begin relishing moments of beauty and finding joy in simplicity, like: a full moon; the smell of campfire; the pull of your bottom lip in a passionate kiss; your child's laughter.
There's an acknowledgment of the temporary, that life is fleeting and fragile, and so to experience it fully, we grant ourselves permission the freedom to feel whatever gives us pleasure, without repression. You bless these experiences. They make you whole because you're expressing who you truly are. The truth is: We're all sensual. We're made this way.
Yet, our culture continues to have special adjectives for the more sensually and sexually inclined woman: dirty; naughty; loose; floozy; hooker; tramp; hussy; slut; whore; bad. It seems we're afraid to see, in fact, this woman is often radiant and succulent, fully recognizing her desires and what delights her. What's "bad" about that?
What's "bad" about the woman who wears fishnet stockings with a pencil skirt on a Monday afternoon because she feels hot when she does? Because it makes her feel good. Because she can own that look... you know the one: seductive and suggestive in a classy way. The way a grown woman can. The kind of woman who knows herself, what she likes, and what she doesn't like. The kind of woman who can immerse herself in the moment, with gratitude, and with an acceptance for who she is.
Sensuality is birthed in gratitude. Gratitude for our ability to touch, taste, see, smell, and hear. Gratitude for our bodies and the marvelous sensations we experience through them. The sensual woman wants to devour them all. To feel it all. To be embraced by them.
So, she's grateful for her body... regardless of the size of her stomach, or the size of her thighs. Even if she's far from her ideal weight.
She may even spend a little extra time rubbing lotion on her thick upper arms, the ones she wishes weren't so thick, while facing herself squarely in the mirror, and still managing not to feel overcome with shame and poor body image. Instead, she accepts herself for how she is right now and bravely chooses not let her size stop her from living life passionately.
A woman fully owning her sensuality will moan in delight as a luscious drink reaches her lips; or shudder when a mouth softly brushes across her neck; she will sit outside on a clear night, wrapped in a cozy blanket, mesmerized by the stars. When a song touches her heart with poignancy, resonating to the core of her, she's not afraid to cry. The next moment, you may find her laying in the grass with her children, finding magical shapes in the clouds. She's alive.
And though this isn't about sex or about getting a man, the paradox is, that this kind of woman wields so much inner power, is so scintillating, so enticing, that she can literally bring a man to his knees. Maybe it's simply to explain a bill to her as she sits in a waiting room. Perhaps it's to slowly remove her leather boots, or to slip off her clothes as he kisses down her spine.
She gives a gift to a man... allows him, too, to surrender in the moment, to her magnificent self-awareness, to her wild femininity. Together, they experience freedom.
And speaking to you as a big girl, now: Trust me... women of any size can possess this.
The body of a woman is such an amazing thing. We all share the same body parts yet the end product is so very unique. One of the hardest lessons women have to learn is that beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder. Each curve on your body should be special to you in so many ways. You should be proud of your curves. I feel that curves play a huge part in the creation of your self-image. No matter what size we are, we have to accept our bodies and embrace our true selves. I know very well that curves have been throughout history, synonymous of seduction, beauty, womanhood, sensuality, sensuousness and motherhood. In the Middle Ages, round women were a symbol of wealth. We can not dismiss the works of art of Delacroix, Renoir, Botero, Rubens, Matisse, Ingres, which give a place of choice to luscious women. As for me, I must say that our society is advocates performance and sends us continuous pictures of what beauty should be, that is to say a tall and slim woman. Fashion for round women is barely allowing us to bring forward our curves in any womanly way without looking like potato sacks. My own body transformed itself over the years and was sculpted into what I look like today. Yours have done the same,some curves have been sculpted by you, bearing Life, and that is a proud badge to wear!!! The goddess Venus was a plus-sized women so that's where I have said to myself *I`m Pretty with all of my curves and I`m proud because that`s what made me who I am today ,Long Live Curves!!!* May YOUR curves be your Pride and joy, Wear them shamelessly and without shyness! As Curves and roundness are made to be loved and admired!
I am so feeling this article, its so fitting.
Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing, It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, The palm of my hand, The need for my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. —Maya Angelou
The 1st wonder of the world...
saw a well known athlete one Saturday morning, she was small and skinny and not pretty at all. Her strut said it all, she had been well fucked the previous night I thought so and when our eyes met her smile confirmed it, she felt the sexiest woman there