Because you're worth it

This is likely to be one of my more self indulgent and rambling posts, my brain wandering  over different aspects of what I want to say. As I have mentioned from time to time since I started blogging, I am a strong believer in all of us having a private Ivory Tower, a place where we can escape to in our minds, not merely for when life gets on top of us but for the sheer pleasure of it, for the glorious and decadent  joy of giving in to total self indulgence, a place  where we can have a feast of the senses with all the ingredients carefully and personally chosen. Having such a refuge  is the purest of  luxuries.

 

I often quote from one of Christopher Isherwood’s books, Mr Norris Changes trains (parts of which were adapted for the stage and ended up as the film Cabaret.) The Mr Norris character make the comment that in his youth luxury was choice, discernment, and refinement , whereas now it was  merely excess. How much more relevant is that today than ever before, and oh how I agree with it!  It is very much the same with sex . Good sex with oneself or with a partner is amongst other things about careful choice, something to be savoured and enjoyed in whatever way is right for you. In a perfect world it should be taken slowly, every aspect of it dwelled upon and enjoyed to the full. Yes, there are times when the need is urgent and a quickie is called for, but it is so much better when one  takes time over it. Rather than rushing to the finale, how wonderful it is to be licked and kissed from ones toes to ones eyelids and back again till one’s whole body is a crucible of arousal and ready for the next course of this sexual banquet.

 

The image at the top of this post is to some extent very much what it is about, and, more importantly what it aught to be possible to make our lives all about. The woman is drugged with smoke and luxury and perfume and silk, her body languorous and drenched with  pleasure. Next time you masturbate think of her and plan for it with care and make sure that everything that surrounds you and touches you about the moment blends  in with this moment  of sexual self indulgence. And this applies to the men as well. Giving in to your sensual side does not compromise your masculinity and might well give you an intro to new pleasures.

 

 

On this subject I think we can all learn something from cats. Sleek, beautiful and addicted to the fireside and the best couch, cats are languorous and, yes, very sexual creatures. When a cat purrs and nuzzles its head against you, it gives itself up to this moment of pleasure with complete abandon, taking it as its complete right to have all of its needs indulged by whoever is close by.  As an animal higher up the food chain, I think we humans are entitled to at least the same.

 

I’m not in to clichés and try and avoid them at all times, but a certain TV ad for hair care sums up all the above. Why should you give yourself all that luxury and self indulgence, both in the bedroom and out of it ?  Easy, it’s because you’re worth it!