Sex and The Southern Belle

In this new monthly series  that will be featured on Sex and the Southern Belle , we will be doing interviews with those people involved (directly or indirectly) with issues in sexuality, sex industry,  gender, and relationships.  Some of these interviews will be educational, eye-opening, and hopefully, thought provoking. This month,  we will be talking to Elle (wife) and Dee (husband), a young, African-American married couple who live a polyamorous lifestyle. What is a "poly" lifestyle? Read our  unedited, unfiltered. interview with the very candid couple: 1) Could you define what "polyamorous" is for those not familiar? What's the difference between that and say "swingers" or "open relationships"?  Elle:  A polyamorous person believes in "multiple loves." Polyamory is having multiple loving relationships with the full-knowledge and consent of ALL parties involved. You could find a couple where one person has an additio...

Blue-eyed British soul is BACK and in full-effect. Carrying the torch of Simply Red and George Michael, Daley teams up with fellow Britt Marsha Ambrosius (of solo and "Floetry Fame")  for a silky, smooth soulful treat called "Alone Together". Hailed as the "future of throwback soul" (guess thats the new term for NEO-soul...LOL), much of who Daley is is a mistery. I don't care. Dude is the TRUTH! Daley released this entire album as a FREE mixtape, bucking the traditional record industry machine (although I'd like to say mixed tapes are getting to be kinda prevalent and mainstream).... but I really love the album. This is the lead single..and boy is it amazing.... get you some!

(in mourning.....) Hi Readers: Sorry I haven't been posting much. A lot has gone on with my family. We lost a family member and my mother has been ill. I promise to be back when things get better. In the meantime, feel free to check out some old posts. New posts coming soon.... *smooches*

It is a super rainy day in ATL. The rain is signaling that fall is fast approaching  here and summer is getting its last hurrahs.  There is a slight chill in the air and the rain is beating against the window. It's officially fall. You look at your cell phone. Is that a text? It's officially "cuddle season". Oh yes...now is the time of the season where people have to  choose to find a "cuddle buddy" aka "a winter boo" aka "cuffing season partner". And it all begins with "cuddling". You know how it goes. You get a call on a night like this from a dude...say you've had an interest in him for a while now. It could be a dude you used to mess with a while ago. The weather is changing. You might have gained a few pounds and you're a nice "warm body of thickness".  He says.."Hey...I just wanna come over...bring a movie...and "cuddle". *side eye*...cuddle huh? I am not about that lif...

In my Gender and Sexuality class this semester (part of my secondary work in Women's Studies/Feminist Theory),  the topic for class was on Body Hair and Gender. More specifically, we discussed how body hair has become genderized. We have new phenomena of straight men doing "manscaping". Women who (esp. in the early days of feminism) rejected shaving under their arms and embraced hairiness. But the topic then turned to sex and specifically, the whole boom of hairlessness (aka the Brazilian waxing that I often rave about). Women in my class seemed like it was so gross to do that. I was like "Well..it's a common courtesy to just wax and trim...wouldn't want anything to get to be a distraction from handling oral sex". They all bucked their eyes like "I've NEVER had a man NOT want to go down on my because I have hair.......". I just gave them the side eye. My bisexual classmate (who is cool as hell) said "Well...the BUSH is back in 201...

The night I found out... I had it. I felt it. It kicked and moved inside of me.. I knew it would grow and grow and manifest into something so beautiful Something wild and free That grew out of love I'd rub the place where it lived without a name or a place or a time in which things would I thought I did everything right this time I took care of it. Thought of every scenario and prepared for it. It let the possibilities be planted there And you told me I could keep it. I could have it all to myself. Then the possibilities grew..and grew.. until it felt was though I was bursting. And nothing fit anymore because i was running over with happiness. And I glowed And everyone saw it... I was ready. more than willing to carry this thing through full term But i heard Bob say.. "Kill it before they grow..." I never said I'd be the perfect vessel for this But you weren't the perfect donor I knew that. And I knew only imperfect people can ma...