Saturday, July 30, 2011

Inaugural Post

As I write this inaugural post, I'm curled up on my couch with a fuzzy blanket wrapped around me, a necessary shield against the cold. I blame too much AC and my Diet Coke with Lime. Then again, I'm clad only in a lacy bra and matching panties purchased at Darjeeling, my favorite lingerie store in France. That could be it too. (My aversion to clothes coupled with immodesty about my body has resulted in a clothing optional rule in my apartment). My hair is a mess, a wild tangle of untamed curls spilling over my shoulders. My makeup from last night is slightly smudged, inadvertently giving me the appearance of smoldering eyes. If you saw me last night, letting this attractive gentleman buy me drinks and attempt to teach me how to play pool, and then saw me again as I am right now, you'd probably think I'm glowing from post-coital contentment.

I'm a virgin, so you'd be incorrect.

Surprised? Most people are.

Virgins are prudes, right? Cold, frigid, averse to anything resembling a vice. They wear turtlenecks, not cleavage-baring tops. Aside from the occasional glass of wine with dinner or celebratory champagne on special occasions, they never drink. They certainly never drink beer, and heaven forbid they get drunk! They attend church every Sunday and Wednesday. If they weren't home-schooled, then they certainly attended a religious school. They never kiss on a first date, and G-rated making out is reserved for serious relationships only. Maybe they're fat. Or ugly. Or secretly a lesbian, but too religious to be comfortable with homosexuality. Clearly something is wrong with them, or they would have had sex by now!

Admit it. You believe at least one of the above ideas about virgins, if not all of these stereotypes.

This is why I'm starting this blog. I'm a 20-something year old virgin, by choice, not by circumstance, and I want the world to realize that we're not freaks of nature.

Subsequent posts will tackle various stereotypes about virgins, will tell some wild stories from my past (and present), will profile (anonymously) some of my other virgin friends, and who knows what other fun things I'll decide to share.

Welcome to Confessions of a Virgin. 

I just want to go back to Paris to buy more lingerie.


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