Saturday, April 21, 2012

I'm Getting Naked

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Not that everything I do or say has to be sexual, but... Blame it on my culture. When I used to get together with my friends, back home in Canada, we'd talk (en français) raunchy and really lay it all out. It was fun. We laughed. We drank. And we bonded through our revelations.

If men only knew...

But this title is in honor of Kelly from Naked Girl in a Dress. She is celebrating her 2-year blogaversary. Go over and tell her happy birthday! You'll love the depth of her posts and her honesty.

In the nature of going naked, I'm in the process of coming out. I'm growing so tired of the multiple accounts, the names, the login/logout games. Bleh. Tired, tired, tired.

I talk about it here, at Studio 30+. I've been doing a lot of maintenance work, stuff you probably haven't even noticed. (Oh how I wish you paid more attention! Muwah!) Taking the trash out, mainstreaming my look, creating a new blog for my writing prompts (on WordPress: yay me), updating my personal online resume to blend in with my branding and just getting ready to out myself.

Eeeks! (Covers her face with both hands but still peeking between two fingers.)

I need to figure out the logistics. The guy who is my best friend, who is also my husband and the Captain of my boat (that sounds too deep and metaphorical and other kinds of ical's I don't even know about) has asked me to remain a level of privacy. I owe it to him to honor that request. So as I figure out the how-to's and what-if's, I'll be making changes, testing the waters, playing with links.

And it may be time to lay Nikki Rules to rest. She served me well. She helped me air out the trash, she helped me grieve, she helped me accept the stuff I never should have done by embracing who I've become because of these things. It's time to bring Marie out of the closet and allow her to shine.

Like my mom once said (who never throws out compliments just to be nice, who actually very rarely throws out compliments for whatever the reason): "Marie, every time you walk into a room it's like the lights suddenly just got turned on and the sun started shining brighter!" But in French. Of course. So parts may be lost in translation.

I am Marie. And I am happy you are here.

22 comments:

  1. 'Tis nice to meet you, Marie. I am hungry, and officially a nonsmoker (I think), and I need to do the laundry. But other than that, the name people call me is slut... no, err... Aimee.

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    1. Aimée. I had to add the accent. Your name means Loved. You are blessed with a most beautiful name, if I knew your mother I would tell her she must have loved you so much to give you a wonderful name like that.

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  2. No matter where your blog goes or what name you use, I will still find you.

    That totally sounded stalker-ish, didn't it?

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    1. You should receive the restraining order in a blue folder within the next 24 hours. I love my lawyers.

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    2. p.s. funny how the threat of my getting naked made you rush out here but 2 minutes after I hit the publish button! ツ

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    3. What? Why, that was merely a coincidence. That's what *my* advises me to say.

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    4. I can vouch for Vinny--he is a stalker.

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  3. As long as you are not..like... Valerie Solana or PeeWee Herman, I'm still in. ~Mary

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    1. That is so freakin weird you should say Pee-Wee! I just finished writing a post for a friend where I'll be guesting this week and talked about Pee-Wee. A lot. Freaky!

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  4. I'll roll with you under any name, Marie.

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  5. so just make sure you let us know where to go to read you and all...i am all for naked ness...

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    1. I'll always keep this url, even if the google friend follow thing doesn't keep up with me, the url will since it's mine, all mine. MINE! :)

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  6. Well hello Marie How lovely to meet you.
    Sometimes it is good to sake things up, make changes.
    I will be happy to follow you wherever you might go.
    With smiles and hugs
    Trish (aka Mynx)

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    1. Thanks Darling! I'm just glad I own my domain...

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  7. It feels good to get naked and down to your birthday suit doesn't it? Looking forward to see how you evolve.

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    1. I know... but that breeze feels cold on that white white skin! And thanks. I'm looking forward to it as well!

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  8. Just let us know where to follow! :)

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    1. I own my domain: yayyyyyyy! And actually, transferring to WordPress apparently is easier when you own it already. I need to run a bunch of tests, choose my theme and eventually take that plunge!

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  9. I am Tom. For reals. My birth certificate says "obleo" but grandma scratched that out and wrote in Thomas.
    Bless her heart.
    Nice to meet you Marie

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  10. Nice to meet you (again), Marie. I'm excited to see all of your changes ahead. How exciting.

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  11. You are so kind to mention me in your post Marie. Thank you! Getting naked is very liberating; I think you will be happier. It's good you are having conversations with The Captain about this. It's always important to be respectful of others since they didn't decide to blog. You only have one guy, but I go through this with each new relationship--trying to work out their comfort level. You two will figure it out.

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Unless you are a zombie or a fembot, your comments are totally appreciated! Loved. Desired. And wanted (I added that in case it was not clear)