Jungle Love?

I got an email from Fifi of LoveFifi.com fame that asked if I was ready for “jungle love”.  Of course she has an outfit in mind to facilitate jungle love if I am interested. 

I think as far as lingerie goes the jungle love outfit is fairly unattractive, but I surmise the fact that the outfit itself is not attractive has little to do with the end goal – to bring the beast out in your partner (hence jungle love).

I don’t know Fifi…that outfit doesn’t really scream “JUNGLE LOVE!” to me.  It is kinda’ like saying that the character on Green Acres played by Eva Gabor (Lisa) was a farm girl.  She wasn’t.  She was a glammed-up city girl transplanted to the farm and she stuck out like a sore thumb. 

The same applies with this jungle love ensemble.  This isn’t jungle love material.  If you want to incite jungle love based on your attire you need some leather ruggedly torn to cover only the basics…maybe some leaves or twigs…a few well-placed dirt smudges…and ratty, uncontrolled hair – that is at least the right image going in and is a heck of a lot more likely to get you some real jungle love.  Jungle love isn’t designated as such just because you wear leopard print clothing to incite a reaction in your partner.  Jungle love is animalistic, raw, instinctual, dirty, sweaty and intense.  There is grunting and groaning and scratching and biting and…oh dear, I got carried away.  Well, you get the picture.  Jungle love is more than just an animal print outfit that makes your partner want to have sex with you – its a way of having sex and if the outfit counts for anything it is because it portrays an image of being out in the wild – as being raw and organic. 

Now, I am not saying that Fifi’s outfit isn’t good for something…it may not be jungle love, but it is definitely beyond the petting zoo to be sure.  I can envision it could result in some serious purring and one helluva’ meow, but I don’t think any claws will be out.  Thanks Fifi, but no thanks.  I’ll stick to my own devices when I am ready for jungle love – I think I have all the necessary items already. 😉

Day eight hundred and two of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C