With all the variety roaming the world of lingerie, there’s basically no room for feeling intimidated, neither for saying “No” to what may come.
It’s for this reason I am here today, sharing with you the beginning of my new journey. It’s a journey straight into the core of femininity, and not only as far as it concerns the lucky victim, but also as far as I am curious enough to unveil the temptation, lurching deep down inside.
The thing that turned my button on is none other than a mind-blowing suspender belt I came across completely unintentionally. Just walking down the street, listening to my favorite tune. I thought “Why in God’s name don’t I have at least one suspender belt in my drawer?”. The answer was quite simple. I had no idea how to wear them. “It cannot be that easy”, I continued my inner monologue, “but oh so intriguing”.
Dita Von Teese
Suspendersbelts (or garter belts) were invented more than 400 years ago, but guess who were also wearing them: MEN. Exactly. Colorful ones were even an object of display. Then, hundreds of years after, came the quiet ’30s and rose the bar to functional garters. Not only were they sexy, but also a means of carrying small valuables. That’s what mixing the useful with the pleasant looks like.
And here we are today, driven by this misconception that brides should be the ones wearing garters, but I, my humble self, wish to revolutionize this narrow way of thinking by saying: No, a suspender belt fits any day, bride or not.
If you ask me, garters and suspender belts are like oxygen for seductresses. Feminine, luxurious even when your investment doesn’t exceed $20, sinuous, in one word irresistible. You can sex it up, you can smooth it down, you can be pretty, you can be chic, available or hard to get, desirable and even a threat.
It took me some time to get to this point, but now, I can delightfully christen this episode “The one I got my groove on”. And it looks like this.