Your Sexy Self

Sexy Pause

Posted by on Jun 20, 2014

I was holding my own ponytail as I bowed down to the porcelain goddess. You: Why are you blogging about something so incredibly unsexy?  Me:  Because if you look hard enough, there’s always a sexy lining. Keep reading. I was probably on the tenth cycle of slow- building nausea and feverish chills but it was the worst round yet because I had nothing left to purge. Nothing that is, but bile. Even though there was no one around to hear me but my dog, I felt so desperate that I actually said out loud, “Please. Stop.” And I heard my plea echo back to me in this husky, wise voice. Please stop. It...

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Ultimately Sexy

Posted by on Aug 22, 2013

Last week I blogged about Esalen and surrendering fully to the sensuality of a place. That wasn’t the first time I’ve done that. In my blogmesexy opinion, Esalen and Breighton Bush are two of the most sensuous places in the States. They have amazing old-growth forests and meditation rooms that are so exquisite that even my restless thoughts want to stay. But I think what launches the sensuality factor off the charts is that they both have outdoor hot springs where bathing suits are optional. Everyone tends to opt out which has the fascinating effect of de-sexualizing nudity. I LOVE this. I...

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Sexy Shut Eye

Posted by on Jul 19, 2013

What’s your sexiest season? I’m winter sexy. I get off on skiing waist deep powder;soaking in hot springs; doing yoga in the early morning dark; and wrapping myself around a steaming mug of lemon ginger tea. Summer sexy, with my allergies and freckled, sun-sensitive skin, takes a little more effort. So in the heat of the day, I strip off my sweaty clothes, turn on the fan, curl up with my bad boy and take a sexy siesta. This is particularly helpful if I’ve experienced sexy insomnia the night before. It’s a round about way of getting enough sleep and according to a recent New York Times...

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On One Hand

Posted by on Jun 29, 2013

I’m speeding on I-25 towards the Denver airport with tears streaming down my face. I can’t even begin to name these emotions.  All I know is that they are intense and beautiful, like the song on the radio that is triggering them.  They flow down my cheeks, my neck, my cleavage and since I am wearing a tank top and traveling bra-less, they trickle onward.  I release a sound that is half laugh/ half sob when they finally stop in a cool pool at my navel. This is only the second time I’ve ever heard this song. The first time was around a camp fire on the Grand Canyon about a month ago, the last...

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Sexy Pill

Posted by on May 29, 2013

My sister forwarded me an article from the New York Times Magazine. (Keep those sexy forwards coming to cchavens@gmail.com.) The article is about the quest for a drug that will stoke sexual desire in women.  A “female Viagra”. Drug companies are currently running trials on these drugs, one of which is called Lybrido. In the article they refer to a lack of lust in women with an appropriately unsexy name: hypo-active sexual desire disorder or H.S.D.D. for short. It’s an eight-page article stuffed with great...

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