A Canadian from the mountains, who has lived on four different coastal shores in the past 15 years, has now landed in the English countryside. It is here that I take the accumulation of life to date: a mixture of sex, alcohol, yogic philosophy and fat acceptance activism, and apply the lessons I have learned to my daily life.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Pride in the Park
The mad rush of Pride has come and gone, at least in our household. Both D and I worked at a stall hosted by the shop I work for a few days of the week. My section was harnesses, or strap-ons as some people know them. I have never in my life seen as many beautiful cropped haired women. I also have never sold that many harnesses in a day before! There are some happier couples in the area, that is for sure. One of the things I love about Pride, is the inclusiveness that surrounds everyone. It is like sexuality Christmas. A time when everyone is glowing with the freedom of openness. What you are in to may not be what I am into, but it is awesome that we can both be free to be into the stuff we are! It was fun to sell at that level. It was fun to talk about sex for 11 hours. The most fun was being able to be part of others sexual experience without actually being part of it.
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