I’ve long since learnt that being perfect is a goal I don’t feel necessary, unless that means being 100% real, and trying my best. Yesterday I remembered this with perfect clarity after a self tie that wasn’t quite perfect.
When my new rope arrived yesterday morning I was so excited.
For some reason natural jute has always passed my collection by, and though I have coloured jute it isn’t the best quality. It was a strange week last week. While striving for perfection there were moments I almost forgot that all I need to do is follow my feet, getting myself in quite a pickle. I decided that what I needed was some new rope. Which just happened to coincide with my friends over at Skorpion Rope reopening their shop. I love their picture tutorials online, and in person Angel has both taught and tied me. If you are looking for a friendly, knowledgeable and passionate rope vendor I can’t recommend these two highly enough. Before you ask I haven’t been paid to say this.
Once my boys were in bed I oiled and singed a couple of lengths to use in a self tie.
I knew what I was going to attempt and pulled the tutorial up. Pleased to see a picture tutorial to follow – my preference for learning. But I’ve yet to learn how to keep my new phones screen on long enough to make this feasible. It has been a little while since I followed a video for learning a new tie. With a slowed down screen, wonderfully stiff new rope and an out of practise learning brain I got started.
I tied, I looked, I jiggled, I fiddled, I untied, I retied…
While wearing the harness I couldn’t quite see what needed adjusting, though I knew it wasn’t perfect. Taking it off and enjoying the rope kisses on my ribs I looked at the images I had captured. Remembering how the ropes lay, how they felt in my fingers when I was tying myself… I took the time to think it all through. The perfectionist in me was desperate to have another go. Try again. Do it properly this time. Share something better to post for this weeks prompt. However, I am making the effort to be kinder to Sir’s property, to not be so hard on myself. We don’t need to tie the perfect stardust harness to be enough.
Perhaps just being ourselves is perfection in itself.
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This looks perfect to me! Great harness! I knew I was going to enjoy these offerings!
*holding off from pointing out the imperfections*
Thank you very much 😊
I think it’s so cool you tied yourself! I will never be able to do this tie without help, as I am not that flexible to do anything behind my back, not that high up, it is. I might just have some help this weekend 🙂
I really love your tie!
~ Marie
Thank you Marie. I’m a bit of a rope slut so had to learn to tie myself as most of my available play time is solo. Mind you, I still haven’t mastered the handcuffs you shared last week. They were so well tied, and neat! N xx
nicely done
Thank you Sindee. Will you be giving it a go?
Didn’t we mention how we both seem to be perfectionists? haha. I enjoy reading that you didn’t redo it to get it perfect because I think that’s rather healthy to do sometimes. And from where I’m standing it looks pretty perfect to me, and it’s slight imperfection (still hard to detect lol!) makes it all the more authentic, really 😉
Hahaha, I think you may be right… i think we may be the same person, just a few hundred miles and a decade apart. 😉
It’s a tricky tie to get absolutely perfect first time round.
Damn, you tied this yourself, I’m impressed. I like the color of the rope on your skin, and it frames your breasts perfectly.
I certainly did. It was a challenge (and the back is not pretty!) but I did it 🙂