Too Much Sex

I never thought I’d see the day I’d write those words: “Too Much Sex”. It feels like something has died a little inside… which is why I am making the important clarification between the act, and the adjective.

We’re talking “adjective” today, people.
Call off your mob.

To that end, BuzzFeed Video recently did something… I don’t know, I’ll go with “pretty cool”. I’d give them an A for effort, at least. Continue reading

10 Ways to Get Your Pre-Baby Body Back!

  1. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  2. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  3. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  4. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  5. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  6. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  7. Hire a personal trainer, nutritionist, chef, and life coach and make 20 virgin sacrifices every third blood moon while hopping on your non-dominant foot facing west.
  8. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  9. Don’t have sex in the first place.
  10. Don’t have sex in the first place.

Now, I don’t know about you, but NONE OF THOSE ARE A FUCKING OPTION FOR ME.
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I Can Haz YouTube!

Turns out, even with all these newfangdangled ways to stay ‘connected’ with each other and meet new people out in the world, sometimes you just need to look into someone’s eyes when they’re talking to you.

… okay, so, this is really more of a “look into someone’s recorded eyes”, but still.
It’s a start. Don’t judge me.

This first video just so happens to be all about my Dare to BE challenge. I wanted to find a way to communicate even more clearly just how much I want to help you, or someone you know, face a fear and overcome it.

I plan on releasing vlog updates on a fairly regular basis, with one of the next ones when I am ready to show you all the photos from my Dare to BE: Boudoir challenge… which should be in the next couple of weeks!

In the meantime, what would *you* like to see?

Hugs and Subscribes,
Krystal

How to Push

A few months ago, I took a pole dance class.

During that class, I was confronted with what my body could/could not do and what I thought my body could/could not do… and it changed me.

Hell, I was changed even before I set foot in the door; for the week leading up to the class, I was brainstorming and talking with my husband about all the things fat men and women are told they can’t do or are too scared to try, and how I could help them face their fears. I was so fired up about facing a fear of my own – being sexy and vulnerable and moving my body in such a different way – that I felt unflappably powerful and capable of helping others.

Then life happened.
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Your Best Body Is…

Unless you are the actual embodiment (disembodiment?) of Patrick Swayze’s role in “Ghost”, chances are you have a body. And you live in it. A lot of the time. Hopefully. (Oh, man… please don’t be a ghost.)

So, we’ve established that you are not, in fact, without a body… and that the body you inhabit is yours (no body-snatching, skin-wearing, or possession allowed, thanks). That means that you are highly qualified to participate in this conversation, as a human.

Congratulations.
Now we can move on.
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State of BEing: Depression

Well, this is embarrassing.
Here I am, this self-proclaimed badass, Super Mom, Do-All-The-Things chick, yelling “I don’t need no approval” just as much as I am yelling for cupcakes in the workplace (not really, but now I want to), and I find myself scared to post how I’m feeling, for fear that I will… I don’t know. Let my family and friends down? Lose readers? Be judged for being fat AND depressed?

What does that say about our society, that we fear being called fat AND that we fear mental illness in any of its forms as even worse?

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