Nylon stockings, there is no point chasing after the idea, it can spin.
Day after day, week after week, month after month and ultimately year after year, should I bring myself to believe in an obsession or an exploratory journey for a passion?
Seeing the spirits captured by the tuning of their cars who give their time in the futile of a carbon canvas repainted in bright colors, to decorate a shiny object, a rolling fantasy raised to the rank of religious glory, I remain cautious about my perversion . Likewise, faced with the howling myth of football fans in front of their televisions, their hundreds of matches, their joys, their fascinations and their fights, I wonder who is the sickest, the most obsessed. And when the war game lovers come, hyper stimulated by the release of a new version, a new console, a new bible and hundreds of dollars swallowed, the very ones who will be sucked by time in endless limbo to fight, to kill, to execute keystrokes and team up for missions, I am frightened by this latent violence, which does not have the name of disease, but which does not seem to develop any positive emotion in their thoughts and even less in their behavior.
So along the way, yes, I am happy to meet here on the net, in real life too, pairs of elegant legs, marked with a seam as a signature of their fashion and their femininity. Each year its share of sweetness, beautiful meetings, beautiful testimonies, first for fashion, even more for your legs, I can see that the statistics we will confine in minimalism behind the comma, in percentages that can not that get fat. Noting this non-significant presence for some, invisible for others, yes, in 2014 there is, there will still be women who have made the personal choice to wear nylon stockings.
Worse still there will be women who will discover this rare privilege of the sensual kiss of nylon on the entire length of their legs. An extreme softness, unrecognizable and strange feeling of almost fluid matter, between vapor and veil, which stretches from the toes passing around the ankle, goes up around the knee to stop beyond half of the thigh.
Many will start with a pair of stockings called "garters" (not to say of the Dim Up type, popularized since the 80s by the Dim brand), with their flexible material, a poly amide often mixed with a flexible, elastic Lycra, very sculpting, finished with a strip of silicone gel that sticks to the thigh. They will appreciate the advantages of stockings over any pair of tights, often oppressing the lower abdomen and the waist. A first step in comfort and an undeniable practical aspect, modernity perhaps. A personal choice sometimes dictated by this quest for comfort, sometimes by a feeling of new freedom, sometimes to please too, with this extra detail under a dress, sometimes to please yourself as with a new set of lingerie, just known to the one who The door. Sometimes for an evening only, sometimes as a natural accessory of his fashion, a lifestyle choice where tights become rare (except with shorts, or in winter, but more often in opaque version for a little short fashion, unsuitable for low), sometimes to feel more womanly, sometimes naturally as evidence, a habit.
Some will evolve downwards, those known as suspenders, because they must hang on to the fasteners of a suspender belt or a basque, or even a waist cincher. A more elaborate version of lingerie, and yet more than 50% of lingerie advertisements, that of your bus shelters, show sets of lace from the most famous brands, with bra, panties and often therefore a garter belt. Why this promotion, when so few women actually own it, wear even less? I could argue an answer for you, several even, another Sunday. So for those who have made the choice, to put on their size lace, silk, a beautiful piece sitting on their voluptuous forms, those of their hips (yes also those against which they grumble, seeing them too much in front of the mirror , and yet symbol of a luscious and deliciously feminine silhouette!), they will have to slip under the metal fastener. There again there will be two possibilities: the elastic stocking, hyper extensible, with a pattern printed on it, a sort of formless marshmallow, bought inexpensively, or the absolute happiness of a pair of nylon stockings, current or vintage, with this softness in the cover, often illustrated with beautiful legs.
They will be able to appreciate the silkiness of a unique material, mixed in the minds and the words with so many definitions and real sensations. But for you, the real nylon stocking will appear by unrolling between your fingers, thus maintained by its cuff, and giving in its verticality the exact shape of a leg, the proportions being respected by the weaving. Extremely silky, but not very stretchy, faithful to the manufacturing of the 50s and 60s, your stockings will be fine, transparent veil or almost, colored with black or colors, ready to cover your leg with kisses.
Yes, wearing nylon stockings is a thoughtful act, far beyond the simple comfort and the usual aspect of a material against the cold, it is a choice of fashion. And then it's a choice of tradition because the suspenders no longer seem really current, but a retro reminder, a heritage, of modern elegance despite everything. But also it is a rebellious act, to be different, rock and rebellious in its intimacy, just for yourself.
Finally, wearing nylon stockings is also and forever, an act of an assumed and radiant femininity. Why this word? because if you do not know who are wearing suspenders and stockings, the day when your discretion, your smiling respect and your politeness allow you to discover it, you will then have in front of you a woman, young or not young, fine or round. It will be dazzling with this discreet voluptuousness, this freedom signed by this exceptional finesse to wrap these legs, to let you see them. She will radiate to see, today, loud and clear, I am a woman.
