Author: May Ling Su
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Mothering Nature
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Not gonna lie, I struggled with this year’s Birthday Nude. The entire process was discomforting. I found myself being hypercritical of my aging body. I booted up my images in Lightroom and moved the texture slider all the way to the left to smooth out my spongy middle. I sent the images to Photoshop and…
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Dear Idiot, or Why I Won’t Reply to your Email, PM, DM, Snap, etc.
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in BlogMail time! I’m posting this email because it is the most articulate of many along the same vein of the classic one-liner “Hey.” This one really nails the motivation behind unsolicited dick pics: Hello May Ling, I hope you are well. I know it sounds a unrealistic to imagine that I would actually receive a…
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My Baby Web Whore Pics
Happy birthday, World Wide Web! I still remember the sound my dial up modem made, the raspy cry of a newborn baby web. Little did I know that soon after, a baby web whore would be born: ME! 🍾 Here’s to my first photo shoot, Rainy Girl in NYC, which was shot in film, scanned…
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What makes you feel like a baddie?
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in BlogMost respectable, kind, decent people want to occasionally break out of their goody two shoes and be bad. We all have our guilty pleasures. Naughty lingerie under prim and proper office clothes, a basement dungeon within a house with a white picket fence, a secret porn site… what’s yours? What makes you feel like a…
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Love & Sex in the Chinese Year of the Pig
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in BlogHappy New Year! 2019 is the Chinese Year of the Pig. Do you know which of the 12 zodiac animals you belong to? Check the wheel below for the animal that corresponds to your birth year. It gets tricky if you were born on the month of January. Since the Chinese go by the Lunar…
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Kontessa
My daddy forbade me to get naked for a college play. He didn’t realize it was not his call to make. I was eighteen. I could make my own decisions about my body. I had just finished a run of my first professional theatre gig. “By George!” was a musical revue of George Gershwin starring…
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Wild Thing
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in DiaryPuki was attempting to jump to the windowsill. She was there for a long time yesterday, watching who knows what outside. Squirrels? Whatever birds were left around? Or the remaining leaves still shivering on the branches. I held my little Puki close this morning and whispered to her, “Today I will take you to a…
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I love you.
If you are here, you are part of a strange and loving community. I am grateful that you confide in me. This is a safe place. You are accepted just the way you are. Even if you’ve never commented, I want you to know that I count myself lucky to have you. You have saved…