My first burlesque solo, since surgery

Hello lovelies. It has been awhile since I've posted and plenty has happened. One thing to note is I had surgery in the early part of January. Ah yes, it was yours truly's first time. However the "Band-Aid" surgery I was expecting turned into a "big incision" surgery in my abdomen.

The important part is that the surgery went fine, I am fine and the procedure took care of a big issue for me.

I had to remind myself of that often.

Now the night previous to surgery - I wish I would have enjoyed my scar-free belly. I wish I would have enjoyed sensations of touch while I still had them on my abdomen. But no. As I did the pre-surgery shower - I was highly focused on how round my belly felt to me and I wasn't pleased.

As a side note - since surgery I can't really feel much of any sensation on my abdomen. It isn't a huge deal, there are worse places to not feel. But it is throwing me off far more than I would have thought it would.

Anyway, this has made me think. Thoughts like - what is so wrong with a rounded belly? It isn't perhaps, what is chic, or vogue, or in fashion. It may not be the shape that fashion designers cater to. But, it's mine and it serves me. It is the best one I have. Why should I feel anything but love towards it, simply because it doesn't look like some imaginary (and I say imaginary because usually even the models on TV or in print are airbrushed) - ideal?

Which brings me to the topic of my second burlesque solo. :-)

I have this side to me where if I'm pushed far enough I don't care. So after years of trying to dress my body in the most presentable way, I was about to take off all my clothes to revel not only my unfashionable , round belly - but also - my new surgical scars.

This was more of a deal to me than I thought it would be. Not only was I already insecure about my stomach area - now I had huge honking scars right there. Almost like arrows shouting "pay attention to my belly!" . Ha. Well that's where my "I don't care" kicked in. So what about it? Now I wanted to do burlesque more than ever.

And it went great. I spent the night with my friends and had so many friends in the audience.

At one point during my performance, I was distracted. I couldn't hear my music. But then I realized I couldn't hear my music because the audience was cheering for me that loud. Scars and all.

Photo is actually my scars.

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