This valentine’s day I fell in love…with my body

This valentine’s day I fell in love…with my body
A long-love felt in a new way is coming home to the remembered deliciousness of a familiar favorite flavor. Just when I thought I knew my body like the back of my hand, the truth is that I had taken a steadfast & strong relationship for granted.
This valentine’s day I fell in love with my body again, a reawakened appreciation made possible thanks to the IMBŌDHI-suit.
Previous Perspective
Before the bodysuit I was of the mindset that free movement required loose clothing, but found that the extra fabric caught on limbs, bound below bodies, tearing holes with audibly dramatic cartoonish rips. As I continued to try to expand range of motion through shrouding myself in layers, I would always have a portion of my mind concerned about the state of my garments. This segment of my mind monitored my movement, constantly adjusting to accommodate the limitation of my garb, this concerned circuitry reminding me to preserve the longevity of the fabric forms I robe myself in. This mental energy space fluctuates in size depending on the fragility & complexity of what I wear, and its evaluation consistently takes me out of the immediacy of dedicating myself completely to sensing embodied experience. For the first time in my life this voice was silenced in the IMBŌDHI-suit.

Embodiment Enhanced
This futuristic form & fabric functions as a tool for evolved embodiment. The makeup of the material allows me to slip, slide & squirm like an eel rather than sticking to surfaces, chafing, or sogging (soggy, sodden, sopping, waterlogged dragging) in the perennially pooling sweat of other textiles. The bodysuit breathes with me as I sweat, moisture rapidly evaporating and leaving me dry & spry. I am protected in my slippery smoothness, feeling my folds sailing across each other as waves in water. The seamless sensation of gliding in a bodysuit unlocks the ultimate extension of physical movement, naturally inspiring the explorative expansion of edges. Supple, I follow full-figured lines through to complete rotations rebounding upon themselves – lengthening form flowing through tips of limbs. IMBŌDHIED, I am liberated as distilled essence – a well suited somatic superhero. The bodysuit serves as an encouraging physical reminder to move – inspiring stretching through freeing flexibility in accessibility of diving low, as nothing drags on the ground even in a low squat/crotch crouch {shoutout to my Squat Squad!}.

Body Bravery
I will bashfully admit I was shy putting the bodysuit on at first and did so alone and without a mirror – for as a second skin it reveals all – there are no folds to hide behind or clever tricks of design to conceal curvaceousness. Fortunately, the stretch of the bodysuit feels like a best friend highlighting assets – slimming & supporting through squeezing to create a streamlined waveform. I felt like a dolphin being caressed by a crew of compassionate cephalopods.
The suit made me feel safe to show my whole. Sure, I still had feelings of striving for more suppleness, slenderness, tone, litheness…but the bodysuit supported me in pursuing these goals through compressive presence – enmeshed in a full body hug. The suit was an accepting and supportive shadow, enveloping me in an embrace sans lines constricting or cutting across the smooth silhouette of my sinuous shape. I was surrounded – suffused in support, cradled in the fullness of my form.
I found freedom in restriction – through gentle compression & containment the possibilities of my movement were unlocked, & suddenly new realms opened to me in liquid limitlessness of limb. Stretching in ways that would normally tear seams, in the bodysuit movement is a dream. Rediscovering my personal physical playground, I explore the movement suited to my makeup, moving in the way I am made for – writhing, wriggling, & worming around ~ entangled in a contact bodywork dance.
In my first flirtation with the bodysuit, I was initially hesitant about ‘wardrobe malfunctions’ as I am currently curvaceous. My first extended fling with the suit evaporated my fears during a marathon 12+ hour movement performance art event. As I sweated, inverted, twerked, & cavorted, all initial concerns about inadvertently flashing others & having bounding breasts or buttocks reveal themselves were banished & I bared my heart & hinie with great gusto.

Physical Philosophy
I become a different person in the bodysuit as my connection to myself, others, & my environment discovers new depths. The super-suit is a power up, & as I become activated in this attire, I unlock advanced forms of interaction & behavior. The suit is a minimalistic barrier protecting from the grabby nature of skin on skin adhesion & the social baggage of nudity. Although in this garment I am nearly naked, revealed, nonthreatening, & vulnerable, I am simultaneously shielded in my slippery suit of amor armor {love armor}.
The IMBŌDHI-suit is a woven wish – expanding potential in inner/inter-personal relating. This spell suit is a magi-vestment steering possibility in the direction of connection. Suiting up is a radical experience that lubricates the relationship between self/environment, expanding range of motion, & facilitating easeful dynamic play with others. In my suit, I am ready to perform at my peak, to adventure, to explore, & to inspire others to join me. Sharing the gift of evolved embodiment within the safety of the suit allows us to collapse the barrier between self & other while maintaining protected personal body integrity. If you are seeking evolved embodiment equipment that potentiates play & plentiful possibility, snag your soma-activation suit at

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