MarillaBlair

Dirty mirror selfies in my opinion are the absolute best. Nothing tells the truth, more like a reflection in true dust, dirt and, a nice haze from what’s Actually happening in the environment around us.

I’ve always wondered how beautiful women got those glorious wake up shots. The ones without the double Chins, cascading hair and, full face of makeup. And then I realized that happens when you make it happen like that. I love mornings. Do I look lovely in the morning? Maybe in my own way I do. Majority of the time you’ll find me with my hair a mess and probably a boob falling out of my tank top.

I think the title speaks for itself. Enjoy!

I’ll be the first to admit I love get ready with me videos. However, I’m not a fan of getting ready to get ready to do a get ready with me video. And yes, that sentence seems redundant, but how true it is! To have to prepare myself to be presentable to show the world how I prepare myself for the day seems absolutely ridiculous to me. There’s no glitz or glam and trying to get ready for the day. And to be thoroughly honest, putting on clothes while using a hairdryer, makes me sweat in places I don’t even want to consider sweating.

Who hasn’t done this honestly? That after shower time frame between being wet and dry. Before we gussy up in garments that cover our skins and hide all our parts for social acceptance. Laying sprawled out on our beds just being there. Nothing more than just there. How liberating it is!

A little behind the scenes work. This outfit is not only cute as hell but, was giving of Super Hero vibes! Had to catch a glimpse of my super powers in action! What is my super power you might ask? Being Abso’fn’lutely Fabulous of course!

What constitutes true pleasure for a woman? Is it the excitement of a passionate encounter, the comfort of a loving relationship, or the quiet confidence that comes from embracing her own desires?

As we explore the complexities of adult content, we often focus on the external aspects of pleasure, but what about the intimate, deeply personal experiences that shape a woman's sense of satisfaction and fulfillment?

True pleasure for a woman is a rich tapestry, woven from threads of emotional connection, physical sensation, and self-awareness. It's the freedom to express her desires without apology, to explore her fantasies without fear of judgment, and to embrace her body in all its beauty.

It's the gentle touch that sets her soul on fire, the whispered promises that make her heart skip a beat, and the unwavering support that lets her know she's seen and heard. It's the rush of adrenaline that comes with trying something new, the thrill of pushing boundaries, and the sense of accomplishment that follows.

But what about the nuances, the subtleties, and the unspoken desires that lie beneath the surface? What about the pleasure that's not always about the grand gestures, but about the gentle whispers, the soft caresses, and the quiet moments of connection?

I invite you, my dear audience, to share your thoughts and experiences with me. What does true pleasure mean to you? Is it the thrill of the chase, the comfort of a familiar touch, or the freedom to explore your deepest desires?

Let's create a space where women can express themselves without fear of judgment, where they can embrace their own unique brand of pleasure, and where they can find solace in the knowledge that they are not alone.

Yes, my content is of me on my solo adventures. It’s been that way for a very long time now. It actually took me a very long time to be ‘ok’ with that. The pressure to find/have a partner from friends and family over the past years has had mixed reviews. Of course, adventures with others is pleasurable and ideal for certain events. Finding the True beauty with my own body has been an enjoyable trip.

Flannel and pearls is my new fashion favorite

I frequently am asked “how did you end up in the nude arts”. To keep a very long story, short and simple It all started with feeling amazing in my body and deciding to share a photo. However, to my surprise, the photo was not accepted by the individual I shared it with the way I thought I would get a response. Here I was feeling empowered, loving, vulnerable, strong, and downright feral and wanted to share that experience with another. To my shock I received only a “thumb up” emoji…. I was deflated. A few years later, I was talking to a local artist who loved to draw nude realistic photos. I had saved all of my selfies that I had felt empowered in and decided to submit them to them. And like they say, the rest is history. After that moment, I have used my skills abilities and confidence to share my body as art and to empower others In their self discovery of who they are within their skin.