In the last few years, I haven’t really made a big fuss around My birthday (I know, so unlike what you’d expect from a Dominatrix) – it tends to come before and after a lot of other holidays, and it just seems like too much to worry about.
But that doesn’t have to stop you from celebrating February 7th, the day the Earth was blessed with My existence!
Here’s a link to My wishlist so that you may thank the Gods of capitalism (and My parents, indirectly through Me) that you’re allowed to know of Me: tinyurl.com/prmarx
All that being said, I do live a pretty fabulous life year-round, so I don’t really feel like I’m missing out (nor do I feel that weird capitalist urge to outdo oneself on this one day – too reminiscent of keeping up with the Joneses). AND, I typically schedule some sort of birthday celebration in March/April, when things have calmed down a bit.
Already the flowers, sweet tweets, and other social media posts have started pouring in. And, needless to say, my slaves and submissives have been diligently marking the day before it even started, with one barely able to contain himself before the clock passed 11:59pm on Feb. 6th.
Today, I’ll probably treat Myself to a full-body seaweed wrap treatment at the Korean Spa – it was the very first luxurious spa thing I did for My birthday years ago, and it’s become a beloved tradition. On My birthday, I choose self care.
Thank you all in advance for your well wishes and gifts!