I worry folks think I don’t put as much care into what I do because I’m not getting paid for it. Every review I’ve ever done has been without contract and that’s sort of alienated me from the rest of the professional blogging community because I fear my work has less value.
I’ve never reviewed something for a company before. Which plays into the first theme of my thoughts on disability. I know I could write a really lengthy post about the whole experience, and I’ve only really used the chaise for sex three times after having it for a month, but to be completely transparent, I’m contracted by Liberator to write this free review within 30 days, so time is somewhat a factor. Do I take the cerebral road and wax poetic about how this item has led me to reconsider disability, particularly in my anxieties over using it? Do I just get straight into the meat of the review because I think readers would be more interested in the form and function of the chaise for their own personal considerations, particularly given the price-point of the toy and the decisions required to make such an investment? I really don’t know.
Now, I’m switchy in all aspects of my life: kink, academia, picking a place to eat…when it comes to fucking on a gorgeous piece of furniture or choosing how to write about it, the same principles apply.
What’s This? WHAT’S THIS? There’s boxes everywhere!
I was excited, I was intimidated, I knew the possibilities would be beyond my imagination and I knew things were really up to me for direction and choice. Like this blog post and even the Chaise itself, I didn’t know where to start or how to react. When I was approached by Liberator to review their Black Label Esse Chaise, I was sort of mystified.