SEX.... Do I have your attention now?

It's amazing just how much the world revolves around sex. Women post pictures of themselves wearing just a bra and underwear. The latest Netflix original television series almost always have both male and female nudity. The clothing is getting more see through and skimpier by the minute. In this world we all want attention. It seems the attention we get from those who matter often isn't enough. Some find an outlet in social media sites called Instagram, Tumblr, or Facebook to fulfill the needs we think we need.

The bikini we know today grew in popularity in the 1950s, it was shocking to the world and back then it covered twice as much more skin. Since then, swimsuits have drastically plummeted. More boob to show, more butt to show, less and less skin to cover. At this rate, we'll all be walking around naked in a few years.

Let's hope not.

I guess what I am trying to say is, the only approval you need is the approval you give yourself. Confidence comes from within, not from other people. My body is for me and my significant other, not for the world.

Being proud of the skin your in doesn't have to look like a lingerie picture, lots of cleavage, or half your "apples" showing. Please, can someone explain why women post these things? I'm more confident then I've ever been and I still don't get it. What does one accomplish in revealing themselves on social media?

Call me a prude, but these are just more of the thoughts that run through my head.

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