My journey is timey wimey wibbly wobbly and never how I expected it to be. I first came down to Florida in 2010 I was in a failing DS relationship, had two cats and I knew something must be out there for me. I have been reading all the basic books that a newb should be reading, you know like “screw the roses give me the thorns” but it never did seem like I fit into that mold. I continued to explore and go to my first party. I was amazed that things like this excited down here because it sure wasn’t available back up in Maine! So I played in the shallow end of the kiddy pool, light play, observing, and trying things with my partners. But it never was enough for me. I wanted something more than just playing. I wanted structure but not a DS relationship. I kept trying things but it never seemed the right fit.
I began connecting with people who would become my dearest friends at local munches, coffee times and events. I was coming out of shell. Still very much a wallflower but at least I had one or two people who would support the wall with me for a while. Then I began taking small chances, going to bigger events, working on removing myself from the background of life. It was not always easy for me. I began to have a healthy life, changing how I viewed food and slowly but surely lost 65 lbs. I struggled accepting my new body, accepting that others enjoyed my body no matter what size it was. It was all very new to me. And then I took a chance on an event called Florida Power Exchange. It was the first major event that I wanted to go to. It was for me the most expensive event I had gone to at the time and I worried that I wouldn’t be able to go. I was nervous but I took the chance and volunteered that way I felt that I was contributing and the need for me prevented me from sleeking back and taking my position on the wall. FPE was fun and I wanted to go the following year!
From the first FPE to my second FPE (year 3) I met wonderful people who showed me the pleasures of rope, flogging and more. These things were fun and exciting to try but I still felt something was missing. FPE came again and I wanted to volunteer again but this time I was moved from the back of the event to the front. I was helping with registration. I was so nervous! I didn’t want to let anyone through that shouldn’t be and I wanted to do everything perfectly. I talk a lot about FPE because here in the fourth year, I really found the path I was looking for. I slipped into a class about how to create a leather household and what that really meant. My partner was highly interested in this concept and I went along with to support where I can. It was not until the cigar social that I connected with Bootblacking. I was captivated as I watched the energy and service exchanged between those two. I had never seen anything like that before. I knew then I wanted to learn.
Bootblacking gave me my voice, it allowed me to give back to a community that means so much to me. It allowed me to connect with individuals on a level I never dreamed I would have. I know I am talking in vague statements about how I feel because taking the emotions I feel about Bootblacking is really hard to put on paper. During the last two years I have connected with my Leather Family, found passions and kinks that I was scared to do, and found myself. And to me that is the most important part of this Journey. Yes I took a chance and entered a contest, Yes I have taught some classes and Yes I have begun teaching others how to Bootblack but finding myself in the process is a gift that I am so grateful of receiving. I hope this was a helpful glimpse to start your own journey with and feel free to reach out to me through social media. I would be more than happy to sit down and talk more In-depth.