Erotic Creature. Holy hot. The body is a temple. Sacred Feminine. Sacred Profane. Unapologetically wild. Sensual fire. Free. Self love. Our bodies as a gift to the world.
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We stand there, both of us judging our bodies as we get ready for dinner. My thighs are huge. This dress looks awful. Look at my saggy tits. I gotta suck this belly in.
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Here we are. Evolved women. Women with daughters. Women with a life mission to inspire self-love and ignite the worship of all things feminine and real, the female form and the miracle it brings. And here we are bashing our glorious bodies, the bodies that brought through seven babies total and have made gallons and gallons of milk.
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But this seems to be how it is and it really must stop. Too many of us look in the mirror and refuse to practice self-love and acceptance. Too many off us don’t hold an elevated body image.
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As women it still seems that we loathe our bodies even with the knowing our bodies bring ecstasy and life to earth. We still starve ourselves, hide our curves, suffer from eating disorders and criticize and hide ourselves every chance we get.
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We can blame it on many things. We can hold the wounds of our lives and our grandmother’s lives. We can blame the media. But really. Let’s just say fuck all that for a moment. I’m more interested in what’s next. Eroticism. Using our bodies as our tools, or talisman, our oracles. Not to please others. But to please ourselves.
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Our bodies are here to satisfy our own souls.
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I want to fantasize about the curves. The bumps. The lumps. The inner thighs. The too small or too saggy boobs. The gate to the inner world of our magic.
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I want to learn how to make serious love to myself.
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It’s about being embodied. Honoring spirit by getting naked, down to flesh. And then knowing there is something even beyond that. It’s about being seen. Becoming awestruck. Totally turned on by what we got going on. What we see when we undress.
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I want to embody holy hot, the erotic animal. I want to live like a super sexy mama without hiding it, without shame for the beauty I possess. I want to throw humble and disgrace out the door. I want to get naked, flaunt it, and not feel in the least bit wrong or ugly or bad. I want to get naked and see myself. My real self.
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Our Summer Issue of Amulet holds a very special spread with photos by Amy Boring’s Swoon Room, a photographer of the female form in it’s truth. Nicole C, a mama of three and hot as hell client of Amy is featured and we got to asks her a few questions. Here is a little sneak peak of what the issue holds, with Nicole sharing with us what its like to strip down and get photographed:
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When Amy first shared a photo from the
shoot with me, I was … floored. Floored. 
I could not believe the woman in the photograph was me, even though I fully remembered whipping my hair back for the image. I wrote her right away: “Every time 
I see the photo, I swoon, girl. I’m like, ‘Wow. That is really beautiful. F*ck! I can’t believe that’s ME.’
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Through that session, through her trust in me as a model and my trust in her as an artist, I was able to see my body–my self–with a completely different perspective. I saw not just a stay-at-home mother of three whose body had once been tighter or perkier or smoother, but a fully realized woman, comfortable in her own skin down to her marrow. And it was amazing, and eye opening, to see this sexy woman, this aspect of myself, hidden just beneath my everyday.- Nicole C, Summer Amulet, 2013.
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Enjoy your body, ladies. It’s the only one we got.
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In beauty. In body, xxoo MaryBeth
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For the whole amazing spread featuring Nicole and other gorgeous photos by Amy Boring, check out and purchase our Summer Issue! It certainly is filled with some earthquakin’ beauty. If you still need a copy of Winter 2013 or Spring 2013, grab them while you can!