Is it true? Do we all have a skeleton in the cupboard? A secret that we really can’t let on to our nearest and dearest? I hope not, though I imagine most of us have to hide some aspect of our world from those around us.
I consider myself fortunate. In many ways. Not only do I have a wonderful man who is setting my course, and has shown me that I can steer my own ship successfully in his absence, but I also have a wonderful and varied selection of friends. Most of whom are on the BDSM or swinging scene. We all blend in well, in vanilla settings, and are at ease in our own kinky skins. I have open and honest conversations with family and school-gate/running friends, though I’m not overt in my proclivities, just open minded and non-judgemental. Which means people are surprisingly quick to share their inner workings, the ghouls in their closets if you like.
It’s quite lovely actually.
There are, however, two people in my home that it would be irresponsible of me to be that open with. Who are these people? My children, of course! While I do advocate for a sex- and body-positive household, it must be done in an age appropriate way. As such I have a kinky cabinet. A really gorgeous hunk of a 1970s tallboy, adapted by me to have a hidden locking system so I can keep my young’uns and my deviant sexuality completely separate. More on that in a later post…
Why do I have a skeleton in that cupboard though?
The wonderful DR Lovelace, last featured in Five Things For February, shares a love of kinky art. Christmas morning I opened a gift and inside was this beautiful piece of art by Deadly Desires. I’d found her on Instagram after receiving a gorgeous birthday card (again from DR Lovelace) in 2020, and became an instant fan of the style of her work. So receiving this stunning piece I just wanted to hang it up on my wall.
However, I felt it was a bit too obviously adult for sharing with my offspring and took some time to weigh up the options. Until… one afternoon, packing away after playtime I spotted the inside of my kinky cabinet door and how it was lacking something interesting to look at.
And that’s when I knew where she needed to go.
She needed to hang in that little space, hidden from curious eyes. It was like she was created for that spot too, she sits so peacefully, her permanent corner time is my secret pleasure.
So, you see, I do have a skeleton in my cupboard.
It’s just that mine is slightly less of a skeleton, and more a beautiful ink drawing of an elegant rope bunny. And she always makes me smile. Whether that’s because she’s my secret, hidden piece of art, or due to the memories and fantasies she inspires I will likely never know. I’m just pleased that if I must have something hiding in my wardrobe it is something that makes me grin like a Cheshire cat.
Skeleton In The Cupboard is the fifth post for All About Art week. The fourth theme for February photo Fest 2022.
2022 is my third time participating in February Photo Fest. February Photo Fest 2019 was my first, with my second being February Photo Fest 2021.
From the story of how the barefoot sub became the woman she is today, to toy reviews, with a hefty dose of contemplation, a sprinkling of erotica and a LOT of nudity in between, you can be sure to find something to tickle your fancy at A Leap Of Faith.
Your skeleton is indeed in the closet. In the literal sense of the word. Well, pleasant, of course. Not as terrible as other skeletons.