Most official calendars require a lot of preparation and although mine was no different (I stayed up until 6am to finish it), there was no stylist, make-up artist, hairdresser and most importantly, no post production. We live in an era of fake imagery from operated bodies that are later photoshopped to oblivion, but I think that perfection is anti-fetish, simply because it isn’t real.
I’ve been producing my own official calendars since 2010 and I was looking for a theme for 2015 and after some hesitation it became obvious that it just had to be another calendar of selfies, seeing as I have taken almost ten thousand selfies this year so far. If you follow me on Twitter you will know that I publish an erotic selfie every morning, but to get that one single image, it often takes time and I inevitably end up with lots of outtakes. So I’ve decided to put some of those unpublished images to good use and include them in my calendar with my most popular hashtags on social media.
Although I never photoshop my images, I often use some sort of filter, however, for this calendar I’ve decided to go completely natural.
I hope you like it!
They say that the beginning of a new year gives us the opportunity to make a fresh start.
As part of the review process that I go through after I’ve received a new box of sex toys to test, I never forget to take some selfies that illustrate and display each and every one. Sometimes I let spontaneity and my satisfaction determine how provocative they become.
Even though I possess over four hundred pairs of panties in a wide variety of colours, cuts and sheerness, there are times when going without underwear seems like the best option. There’s nothing quite like going commando.
Imagine my surprise when I started to take selfies of myself wearing my favourite sports shoes. The reaction I got from fans was ecstatic. Some of them got more turned on seeing my naked legs wearing red converse than if I had gone out of my way to slip on some seductive, black high heels.
In May 2015 it will be a full year since the publication of La máscara de Venus and it seemed only appropriate that I should celebrate this event by wearing my mask.
2014 was a big year for my feet. I’d always been reluctant to flaunt them before. Then I discovered just how many of my followers appreciated them. It is thanks to them and their constant requests to see more of my toes, heels and soles that I learned to love my feet.
I’ve never been entirely comfortable when I’ve walked in high heels. It’s a skill that I can’t seem to hone to my satisfaction no matter how hard I practise. I’ve come to the conclusion that, for me, heels are only appropriate to wear for photo-shoots or sex.
Belfie means bum+selfie, but I have to confess I much prefer the term rump. The trouble is, of course, that I’ve never heard of a Relfie and I don’t think anyone else has either.
Says it all really.
I’m a big supporter of Free the Nipple, although I don’t often free my own in public or on social media. In October will mark four years since my Interviú magazine cover where I posed with a bra on my derriere.
I’ve been vegetarian almost forever, but lately I’m leaning towards veganism. I’m sure this will continue in 2015. November is World Vegan Month.
A great way to end the year.