I, Arielle: My Sex Diary

Today I did something quite unusual for me: shopping for lingerie (and I mean shopping, not grabbing the first cheap deal I find). I realized recently that I was wearing the same underwear for years, that most was just too tight and that I had absolutely nothing really sexy. So I went through the streets downtown looking for decent garments.

This time I avoided mainstream brands like Wonderbra and Calvin Klein like the plague. I realize I don’t like what the average megastore sells, so I searched specialized boutiques instead. It’s about the only places I could find anything comfortable anyway.

Being recommended by my friends, I first tried some of Chantelle’s bras, but I don’t like them. They look so “fashion”, like they were designed to be outdated next season. But at the very least I’ll give them credit for providing quality material. It’s good for my friends, but not for me. I wanted something more simple.

In the end, I settled for buying from Lunaire. I purchased a demi-bra model that fits me perfectly. It’s both comfortable and esthetic. I couldn’t choose between black and white so I purchased both. I couldn’t help buying one of their thongs too. I had never bought one before and I wanted to try something new. Down the street in another shop I purshased two other thongs, low rider, this time branded Le Mystere. Silk undies from Mary Green next? (oops, more thongs. I hope it’s my thing!) One of them even features the word “Love” on the front. I got a bit carried away and took another bra at the next boutique, a Le Mystere underwire demi-bra I just fell for. Now how about some nightwear? A pyjama, a satin nightdress, a bathrobe… all that and more ended up in the basket. I spend another two hours picking up three silk blouses of my liking. I ended up spending on much more than undies like I had originally planned, but I didn’t care.

Is that over? Not yet! I finished my trip at a sex shop. I couldn’t help trying a new vibrator, owning only a small silver bullet. I inaugurated the cart with a 6 1/4″ Dolphin. They also had imported a Lynx-Titanium kit in a case. It costed a small fortune but I just couldn’t help myself; I’ve always been fond of metal and besides, it looked perfect for travel. There were those weird G-spot vibes, some that also stimulated the clit, but I didn’t find any of my liking. I also needed a small one I could put into my purse and carry everywhere, so I took one that looked just like lipstick. Oh, I must not forget to buy huge packs of batteries (I hate cords, and I hate running out of batteries!). I browsed DVD’s for an hour or so but I couldn’t make up my mind. Besides, I’ve been told to read reviews online before buying and I’m going to follow that advice. Perhaps I’m going to try Blue Door too.

By the way, I couldn’t believe how shameless I had been all day. I usually am quite shy and reserved. And here I was piling up vibrators into a basket. Oh, and a couple sex-ed and romance novels too. I’ve come quite a long way in the last six months, I guess.

That late already? Time to head back home already. And here I am, typing this post while unwrapping my newest acquisitions. I can’t wait to try them out.