Today I bring you another collaborator of the blog. Lamali contacted me a few weeks ago. She was happy to have found the blog. He wanted to show his appreciation to one of the GOATs in the boobs world: Lucie Wilde. Below is his first guest post.
This text is not addressed to Lucie Wilde. It is simply my own perspective, my own interpretation, with absolute respect for her decision to leave that world behind.
What troubles me in her story is how quickly, at the very beginning of her adult life, her body became exposed to an ultra-sexualized male gaze and to very intense hardcore scenes. I do not know how she experienced it, and I absolutely do not want to speak for her. But to me, such a gap between intimacy and what is publicly projected onto a body can be deeply brutal.
That being said, what fascinates me about Lucie Wilde is that her body possesses something intrinsically extraordinary. Even when the pornographic staging seems to place power on the male side, I feel almost the exact opposite: she is the one who controls the space, the one who remains in command. Her presence and her proportions are so powerful that nothing around her ever seems capable of truly overpowering her.
And that is precisely what drives me crazy with desire. Her body has something unreal about it, almost impossible, while remaining completely natural. That very slender silhouette combined with such an extraordinarily developed natural bust creates something I find sculptural, almost mystical, without that fascination ever ceasing to be deeply physical and sexual.
She does not simply seem beautiful to me. She seems sovereign.
