Cuntilicious

I sent the link of Jackie’s Queynts to Ruf and asked him to select which one was me.

When his reply come back – ‘It’s Number *, but if not then Number &’, I was surprised because I was pretty sure it was Number &.

So, when Jackie told me, I was actually Number *, as Ruf had stated, I was rather gobsmacked.

To be fair, he did take the original image, but it was a year ago and he was really pleased to be right because he said there was a fair amount of artistic licence involved. However, he worked on the shape of the inner labia which narrowed it down. I think the very fact that he was able to guess correctly shows that the artist’s interpretation had not strayed too far from the truth and the essence of the original model is still there.

And, no, I’m not going to tell you which one is me. I think the anonymity aspect is a huge part of its appeal. No one’s going to be saying ‘that pussy type gets better/more sex’ or making any other assumptions. The idea is to appreciate the beauty and the variety of the female vulva.

From a personal point of view, this has been a very empowering project in which to be involved. The thing is that, even with photographic evidence, I just don’t really know what I look like down there. Certainly not like I would recognise the back of my hand… *Cue Eric Morcambe-type jump of shock as catches sight of hand*

Comparing Ruf’s picture side by side with Jackie’s acrylic version is very interesting. I can remember him taking the snap after a particularly vigorous weekend of pleasure and I clearly recall all the teasing and posing, opening and closing to present the various folds and creases in the best possible light. When he showed me the final shot, I was reminded of a flower. A rather swollen and bruised bloom, but a flower nonetheless. Seeing that part of me through the artistic impression of a third party has made me so much more aware of the various constituent parts. Things which I might not have liked before seem less noticeable and others more obvious. To have one’s most secret places dissected by a completely unbiased outsider is most peculiar and yet so enlightening.

With some readers expressing a preference for one or two of the pictures over others, I’m curious as to what constitutes the perfect cunt – the so-called Designer Vagina. Should the lips be totally closed with all the goodies hidden away inside? Even when the legs are open? Does the size of the clitoris make a difference to the general appeal of the area? How much of a role does pubic hair play in the appreciation of the bigger picture? And are the requirements different depending on whether you are male or female?

I’ve watched several programmes recently about ladybits – The Sex Education Show; The Designer Vagina where women were having bits of their inner labia trimmed off because they (and, more importantly, others) considered them ugly; and another The Day I Will Never Forget with the horrendous sight of young girls being circumcised and sewn up because their religion considers the clitoris to be dirty – and it has really made me start to come to terms with my own phobia.

Ruf says I have a very neat and pretty pussy. That, and the fact that he can’t wait to get his face in there, has been very therapeutic :)

I shall be looking at my queynte pic on a regular basis to remind myself that this is me. I adore my little inner lady too. That is such a fabulous trademark for Jackie’s work and so absolutely right for this project.