American Bimbo

Happy 4th of July to all of my fellow Americans! And to everyone else, happy Friday. Today is a day on which my country celebrates the Declaration of Independence. I’m going to focus on the “independence” theme over anything specific to America. Look at me sidestepping controversy!

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all bimbos are created equal, that they are well-endowed by their Creator/Surgeon with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Luxe, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness!

Bimbo Oppression

There are a lot of downsides to being a bimbo. I’m here today to cast them all aside. First off, let’s be real. A lot of girls get labeled as “bimbos” whether they want the term or not. Conversely, self-identified bimbos face all kinds of gate-keeping. “Like your tits are too small.” “Bimbos are blonde.” Or “bimbos don’t know words like ‘conversely and self-identified’.”

To all of this, I say “Bitch, PLZ!” And you’d best believe that phrase is accompanied by a very sassy finger wag and cocked hip.

We’re throwing off the yokes of bimbo oppression today, my sisters! All of them! No one can tell you whether you are or are not a bimbo. If you feel like a bimbo, you are one. And if you don’t, you’re not. Simple as that. Gatekeepers, in the words of our founding fathers, “get fucked.”

Bimbo Don’ts

I’ve been a high profile bimbo in Second Life for a while now. With Bimbo Luxe, I’m taking it to the next level and then the level after that. Heck, I’m creating new levels. Hear me? But no matter how big I get, some people are always trying to restrict what I can and can’t do.

Mostly, these “rules” center around the stereotype that bimbos are dumb. I get it. There’s a freedom that comes with being so stupid you never have to think for yourself. Never have to make a decision. I have role played this scenario plenty. I’ve even fantasized about being permanently stupid. But the reality is, being a dumb slut gets boring pretty fast.

Your mileage is going to vary. But sooner or later you’ll probably want to participate in an actual conversation. And that’s hard to do when you constantly have a dick in your mouth. Or you’re limiting yourself to one-syllable words. Or whatever silly restriction someone told you bimbos have to abide by.

Sometimes, I’m happy to giggle and get fucked. Heck, a lot of times. I have yet to turn down a gang bang and I doubt I ever will. Do whatever is fun for you for as long as you’re having fun. The second you’re acting a certain way to please someone else, it’s time to join the bimbo revolution.

I Don’t Have to Fuck You

This is a big one. This is one that every bimbo I have ever encountered has to deal with. I know girls who stopped identifying as bimbos because they got so sick of guys assuming we would just fall on our knees and suck their dicks.

I’m not even going to get into the grey area of role play and consent. Y’all can figure that stuff out for yourselves. I like grey areas within the safe confines of a virtual world as next as the next slut. But you guys need to stop taking shit for granted.

Just because I’m a bimbo doesn’t mean I’ll have sex with you right off. I’m partnered up. I got real life stuff going on. And I get so many offers… you have no idea. It goes back to supply and demand. There’s only one of my and a seemingly infinite number of virtual cocks. Which is all to say, don’t expect to fuck me for free. Or at all.

If we do hook up, you didn’t buy a season pass. Don’t follow me around expecting another ride. A lot of times, it’s one and done. Frankly, a lot of y’all don’t know what you’re doing. I’m not going to suffer through that a second time. Don’t worry. Lacey’s Second Life Sex Tips is coming soon. I’ll help y’all get good.

Bimbos Are People

Here’s a golden rule you can follow. Bimbos are people. We might like being treated like objects sometimes. We’ll let you know. Personally, I love it. But you gotta get there first. Wine me and dine me before you try to 69 me. Show me you’re clever. Flirt. And if I don’t flirt back, back off. Maybe I’m busy. Maybe I’m not interested.

I know. Guys have it rough in some ways. I’m sympathetic. But also, that’s kind of not our problem. I’m a sweet Southern girl. It takes a lot for my claws to come out. You wanna win me over. Be yourself. Show interest in me. Read my fucking blog (well done, reader). If you treat me like a person, I’ll treat you like one back.

Also, understand that my dance card gets filled particularly fast. When I log on to Second Life, I usually have plans already. The best way to get to spend some time with me in-world is to join my group. I’ll say “hey” in there when I’m free. Let folks know where I’m going. And eventually, I’ll start planning bimbo events.

Bimbo Freedom

Many people view bimbodom as a series of restrictions. I take the opposite point of view. Bimbodom is empowering. As a bimbo you can say and do whatever you want without a care in the world. That’s not a license to be a bitch. But you can be what you want. Say what you want. Look however you want. And no one can say shit about it.

We’re living the Luxe Life. Get on board or get out of our way!