Compromises?

Having a rubber fetish does not mean I want to dress in rubber all the time, there are contrasts to be had. Donning skin tight latex is delicious, wearing skin tight rubber is amazing, but the release from it back into nakedness is bliss, to scrunch ones toes in shag pile and luxuriate in soft cotton sheets. Then there is the practicality of it - my work is rather vigorous. But more than any of this I don't want to wear rubber while I am working in my shop.

One reason for this is public attitude. I am not scared of peoples judgements about me and I am not scared of loss of sales, rather I believe that the socially complex world of the communities we live in call for compromises by everyone, that for us all to be able to interact together we must through neccessity ensure we do not bar people from having access to us. Permitting access to oneanother allows us all to share our worlds, to understand our worlds, to change our worlds. It does not mean conformity, however, it does not mean uniformity. It means that within the context one finds oneself in dressing in a manner fitting. So in the context recently of the Alice in Fetishland party I attended a most unfitting kind of dress is everything most us would normally wear, come scruffy, casual, or smart in your street, business, party, clubbing etc gear and you will either raise a lot of annoyed attention or be ignored. The same is applied in reverse in normal day existence - don't expect positive reactions if you dress in your latex catsuit and hood.

Now I am not saying don't do this, being 24/7 in rubber for some people is a very crucial part of their identity and recognise that its expression is of paramount concern to them and what society thinks is societys problem, but they also recognise that society will either pick them out or/and austracise them and as such will limit the type of world they live in - they choose to create a much more paroquial existence.

Most of us enjoy a diversity of interactive experiences with the wide world but feel that in so doing we also lose a part of our private self, our inner self through compromising it to meet what is seemingly expected of us. For sure we can live a life in which the people we work for are fearful of individual expression and demand corporate expression at all times and here there is nothing we can do if we sign over our right to free expression in exchange for a wage. Someplaces are 100% inflexible. I am fortunate however to be my own boss. I understand and promote the need to be able to express ourselves freely, but I also understand the difference between private and social expression. So in the broad social context of my world I do not dress in rubber but this does not prevent me from expressing my social identity. To this end I seek out all I can find to say something about my individuality that will not deter people from wanting to interact, communicate with me.

For a man it is hard because not only are we bought up not to make decisions on our appearance but also because we have nothing to choose from anyway to give our appearance any meaning, any expression as to who we are. I sometimes think that many a transvestite is only a man seeking the resources to state something about themselves and finding no choice out there for their gender so end up looking at the vast diversity available to women. But with some hunting one can find things that lend themselves to your identity. One does not have to stick to just jeans and t-shirt nor a business suit, one can find alternatives. So what is this writing all about? To simply say how well chuffed I am at finding a pinstripe rubber cravat from Liquoricelatex! Not only can I wear it during the day to openly show the world my private connection to my rubber world but it also looks smart and the contrast of the material against cotton, velvet and so forth looks just amazing.