I found myself standing on the edge of the bathtub, looking at the mirror in a state of partial nudity, with a face of dissatisfaction. I was trying to take a picture of myself. You know. That kind of picture. The kind of picture asked for in shy inviting tones. I’m in my mid-thirties, and I have never sent photos of myself like this. I figured sexting was just a product of millenials growing up around more technology, and while I like a sexy photo as much as anyone, I just didn’t think it was for me. Well, life being what it is, I found myself in a… situation. One that posed the question in a different light, let’s say.
So there I was, just showered, perched on the bathtub, holding my balance, glancing dissatisfied at the mirror. Changing my posture slightly, I dropped the camera on the bathmat. I step down from the tub ledge to retrieve the camera, and I’m muttering to myself “How the fuck are people doing this?” It’s a situation I don’t usually encounter. An invitation for a sexy selfie from me? Are you sure? Me?
I finished the solo photo shoot, and sat down on my bed browsing through the shots, trying to pic and crop the right one. The problem is… I don’t know what makes a guy’s photo hot or not. So I settle on the one in which I think my body looks the best. Without including my face, I feel a lot better about sending it.
The response? It was good. More than I expected. Flattering really. I’m looking forward to seeing what my first real adventure in sexting will bring next.