13th Jun, 2007

Corporeal

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If you have been reading here for a while, you probably know (or think you know) quite a bit about the non-corporeal aag. You’ve formed some impression (favorable or not) about my mind, personality, behavior and demeanor.

Doubtlessly you have also developed in your mind a picture of my physical being. Perhaps you used my old HNT images? Or things I’ve said?

It’s likely that your image of me emphasizes things you find pleasing in a woman; if you prefer longer hair, for example, you probably imagine my hair as longer than it in reality is.

It’s only natural to do that. I don’t mind. Carry on with your imagining.

Here’s my problem. In a few short weeks, I’ll be part of a presentation at the BlogHer ‘07 Conference in Chicago. This thrills and terrifies me all at the same time.

It thrills me for all the obvious reasons: Meeting new people, including bloggers I’ve read for ages; gaining more exposure for this blog; giving away goody-bags full of sexy things; spending time away from the grind of daily life; and of course, hearing myself talk. Who doesn’t like to hear herself talk?

Now for the part that terrifies me. People will see the actual me. Not snippets of me in HNT photos. Not edited profile pictures. They’ll see the whole package.

Yikes. To allay my fears, please allow me to give you fair warning right here and now of what to expect.

I’ve never in my life had a pedicure. Only once (and it was under extreme duress) have I had a manicure. I’ve had one facial (not that kind of facial, you buncha pervs). Occasionally dirt from the garden can be found embedded in the calluses of my feet; whatever facials are supposed to get rid of can doubtlessly be found embedded in my pores.

I abhor shopping for clothes. I do it as infrequently as possible. As a result, you’ll often find me wearing what seems to be the exact same black t-shirt I had on yesterday. It’s not. I own several. But they are all uniformly uninspired.

I own approximately five pairs of shoes. One pair is for mowing. Another pair is for winter shoveling. The others are equally functional but in no way extraordinary. None of them cost more than $30.

For a date, I’ll wear the bare minimum amount of makeup allowed by polite society—generally foundation, mascara and some sheer lip gloss. I buy makeup maybe once a year, and invariably the cheapest varieties. Department store products? Never.

My hair? Oh God, my hair. I’m very fond of my hair, despite the advancing gray, but it’s hardly fashionable hair. I made a deal with my hair long ago: I don’t bother it and it doesn’t bother me. It curls and waves as it will. I let it be. It looks like sex-hair all the time. I’m at peace with that.

And my body. It’s hardly the body of a sex-goddess. The breasts sag, the belly droops. There’s a c-section scar (though I don’t plan on showing that off to casual passers-by). I’ve got thick thighs, a juicy behind and a tummy.

I think you are familiar with the big tits. Yes, we’ve been over that part before.

I warn you now: I’m no Maiden. I’m a Mother, and I can feel the Crone avidly watching me from the corner, ready to take over at any moment.

Consider this fair warning.

Responses

My hair? Oh God, my hair…

And my body. The breasts sag, the belly droops. I’ve got thick thighs, a juicy behind and a tummy…

I think you are familiar with the big tits.

Oh my God. You must be my long lost twin sister. The fact that I’m at least ten year older does not invalidate the twin status. You told me to go first, and I did. The fact that you decided not to show up for another decade is not my fault.

I’ll see you in Chicago. In case you have trouble recognizing me, I’ll be wearing a trenchcoat and sensible shoes. Nothing else. ;-)

Bless you, girl! What a litany! And yet, you have obviously been found attractive - very attractive - despite the portrait you limn.

Subjective vs objective reality - an endlessly fruitful topic for discussion.

I’d still look more than once… However, how you look is secondary to how you’d feel and taste and smell away in a dark secluded somewhere in my subjective mental portrait.

But out in public, wear your you with pride. Why? Because nobody has one quite like it… M.

The interesting thing is that you describe the very features of the goddess body that men throughout centuries have been MOST attracted to.

As men get older they begin to realize, that is, if they mature, that your form is actually the more attractive. Moreso than the Lindsay Lohan’s and Scarlett Johanssen’s of the world. Real women look just like you describe.

The description you gave is just about the perfect woman, as far as I’m concerned.

Aww, AAG, I wish I could come see you… that would be awesome! My picture of you is extremely favourable; the fact that you point these things out makes it no less favourable. You’re human, i’m human, we’re all human — so I wouldn’t worry about that. I doubt anyone at all will be disappointed by our resident goddess (riffing on David’s post above — oh, and another David! how interesting).

The extra ounces are erotic, not a burden to be endured, IMHO. My partner believes she is carrying a littlle too much weight, and I know why she thinks this, but I find her so unbelievably attractive, intelligent and loving that I wouldn’t want her to change in the slightest.

I’m just a little surprised that you’ve decided to venture, blinking, into ‘blog daylight’, but I envy any of your regular readers who can make it to the convention to pay their respects :o)

By the way, I really don’t buy any of that ‘I’m really not very attractive’ nonsense - you should let others be the judges of that ;o)

Yet you also have PERSONALITY, enthusiasm, committment, joy, an ability to communicate — these you wear very well. And they all look good on you.

Sweetie pie, you are one of the few women who are deliciously succulent.

My Her is just that way too and I adore it.

Kiss on yur luscious lips and a pat (and a squeeze too) on your yummy tushy.

My body type is long and lean, from my cowboy roots.

Him

i dunno, sounds like the description of a goddess to me.
i hope you have a rockin’ good time.
cheers,
sss

And you’re worried, why?

I still wish I could figure out a way to come and see you. It’s a shame, being in the same town and all.

If I were to be able to come up with an excuse to get out of the house for the afternoon, what day are you going to be speaking?

Dude, read the schedule!

Friday morning, baby.

:D

Hey, I read the schedule and on a half screen, it was hard slogging! Ok though, your session is 10:45 -12:00?

But please, a few questions:
-Will you be anonymously aroused or shouting from the rooftops aroused?

-Are men allowed or is this an estrogen estuary?

-Can I go to the party on top ‘o’ the pier?

-Is clothing optional?

-Can I get in free or must I pay dearly for the mere glimpse of your succulent self?

-If Rups is there, can we bunk together?

You know we’d much rather hear it from you than reading it from some cold and distant fact sheet that happens to have a schedule.

Goody bags with sexy toys?! I was already going to come see you, but now?

Honesty…so sexy.

Dearest HIM,

Yes, that seems to be the time for my group.

I’ll be wearing a nametag with AAG on it. I’ll be avoiding pictures. So…kinda anonymous.

Yes, men are definitely allowed.

That I don’t know. I think you need a ticket to get into the party…but I’m not sure.

NO, clothing I believe is definitely required. *blush*

Erm…

Y’all can feel free to set up a bunk-sharing program via these comments.

:)

*****************************

Driveway Girl,

I need to write a post on this, but yes. Several of the companies that I’ve written about here and on Jane’s Guide are donating prizes. The goody-bags are going to ROCK.

I’ve got vibes from Babeland, lube, Comstock movies, Tantus silicone dildos, hand-made glass dildos, vagina coloring books, toys from Stockroom, some stuff from PleasureSensor and EdenFantasys…what else?

OH! Luze from Jollies is sending a toy made specially for BlogHer. I can’t wait to see it. :)

Yeah, I need to write a post about this. Thank you for reminding me.

Oh, and something from Njoy.

:)

Teaser!

Dear aag -

Writing this as a crone, I’ve done the best I can to preserve the package. Gravity and stress have taken their toll as they do on everyone.

One of the nicest aspects of virtual friendships is you get to know the actual person prior to making judgements on looks.

If we met, you wouldn’t look at all like I picture you but you would be the exact person I’d been wanting to meet.

Part of becoming a crone is that you have to let go of your ideal of perfection and accept the perfection you have. You may think you look like an ordinary woman but you’d be beautiful to me because I’ve already seen the true you.

I’d love to be able to come and meet you but I can’t, so have a great time. You’ll be gorgeous and incredibily witty, I’m sure!

AAG,

As one who has had some gray hair since my teens (now all gray), and married to a woman who also had some gray since her teens, “so what”. The “not a sex-goddess” body, who cares? It is the experience and expertise you bring to a relationship that is so much more important in the long term than looking like a young starlet. As my wife (2nd time for both of us) said to me in the beginning of our relationship, “why didn’t you want a younger woman?” (The Jennifer Syndrome”) I replied, “What would I talk about with her, ‘after’.” I and many men who appreciate inner beauty that is more lasting, prefer intelligent women who have a realistic view of life, rather than an ingénue’s view. Be happy that you are who you are, and rejoice in it.

Pete

Say!

You’re going to need a bodyguard. I should come up there to escort you.

(and etc.)

;-)

At my place of employment the people that work there are constantly outdoors, as I work for a nonprofit summer camp and have for years. The only reason I tolerate the minuscule pay is the women are almost expected to go with out makeup and shaving and that really arouses me, especially the women shaped like you.

careful dear… those of us who have come to adore you may insist you change your name to ‘down-to-earth-girl’ or ‘real-person-girl,’ or something.
If you think we love you cause we all think you’re an untouchable goddess, an unreachable star, well… no.
I once told a lover - eagerness, enthusiasm, and experience… you can GET the last, but the first two, you have to bring to the party.
THAT, dear, is why I love you, at least.

Gadfly,

That is the best example of the fox guarding the hen house that I’ve ever in my life heard.

:)

Hi AAG,

Hey, baby, the brain is the biggest sex organ.

Otherwise, how would your blog be different than all those other nameless silicon titties, washed hither and yon like moon jellyfish, on the waves of cyberspace?

XO

Chuck

You sound hot, and just the kind of real person I like having on my friend’s list.

I’d be terrified if I were in your place. But I don’t think you have anything to worry about. Those of us that read your blog and have come to care about you, don’t care about the dirt under the fingernails or the mother boobs.

You silly girl
it doesn’t matter what you think your flaws are, your personality will always shine through and we all know how beautiful that is! ^_^

You WOUND me, madam.

That I would succumb to some base instinct!

The nerve.

*peeking to see if she’s buying it*

To think that someone as delicious, articulate, confident, easily aroused, and sexy as you has the same friggin’ insecurities as I do makes me love you all the more.

Gadfly,

I lurves ya BECAUSE you’d succumb to some base instinct.

:)

I think you’d make Rafael proud.

Damn, Gadfly, you stole my lines!

(Longtime lurker, first time poster)

What makes you so damn sexy and what keeps me coming back day after day to read what you have to say is the fact that you are a normal person- one of us. And I mean that in a good way.

Good luck with the presentation! You’ll knock ‘em dead.

Cheers.

you are so enlightening and refreshing….you are a joy to read. and you would be a joy to meet as well…..i think you will do wonderfully…..and i think everyone will love you more than they even do now….if that is possible.

ps- i added your link to my blog…i hope you dont mind.

You guys are too kind.

Would you still like me if you knew that sometimes I drool in my sleep?

:)

Of course we would- who doesn’t- now pardon me if I sound like little Miss Sunshine- look on the positive side!

What a waste of AAG saliva, which should, instead, be glistening on my cock.

Wait!

I didn’t say that out loud, did I?

I have to say, based on this description of yourself, any man would be extremely fortunate to find you in his bed. It is exactly those features you possess that would make me worship the goddess that you have described above.

As long as I can witness said drooling in person, I’d be fine fine fine.

BLUSH.

Don’t stop.

Please don’t stop.

“Men always see themselves as they were in their prime. Women always see themselves as the were at their most awkward - a chubby teenager with pimples”

“Is that true?”

“No, but it sounds true - it contains more than a kernel of truth, though”

“Mmm. I like women with curves, anyway.”

Ya know… All the things you said about yourself here - they’re all the things that made me fall in love with reading you from my very first visit on. They’re endearing, “sweet” in a sense, and they make you more like me, like many of us than their opposites to which few of us could probably relate. I think you’re gonna wow them at the conference. You’ve been wowwing me for a long time!

Joe

*shakes pompoms*

You see, we already loved you for your mind. And now that you’ve given us an unvarnished physical description we’re even hotter for you!

Thgis is because your words have attracted the right kind of men.

All I can do is add that, because we’ve all come to know you through this medium first, is that we’ve been shown the important parts of AAG already:

Witty, Sexy, Charming, Sexy, Fun, Sexy, Mom, Sexy, Gardener, Sexy….

Oh, you have a real human beings body? All the better, to go with a real human being’s mind and heart.

You’ll be great!

I’m looking forward to listening to you and seeing you in person. You are a brave woman.

I dunno.

You said Mother.

Was it only me that thought “where is the I L F”?

For what it’s worth… I can’t wait to meet you! BlogHer is going to be awesome.

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