How did you find your love of sweaters and what made you
pursue this fetish?
It is a common question I get
asked time and time again from many in the community. So I figured I would do a little long-overdue
explaining to satisfy any of your curious minds out there.
I would guess it started somewhere
around 1997-1998. This is when I first put on a turtleneck and felt a
“connection.” I had worn them before, but never felt an attraction to
others or myself in them. In fact, before
this, I was never a fan of sweaters at all.
I was young and under the impression that the more skin you showed a
man, the more they paid attention to you.
So needless to say, crop tops and tight fitting low-cut shirts were
usually my attire of choice. However, this one day, I put on a thin cotton t-neck, and yes strangely, it changed my life forever.
It was brown, like chocolate, and my hair was flaming red. I thought the two looked so
nice together. I had skimped on doing laundry that week and
needed something in a hurry for work.
The sweater was a hand-me-down of my mothers and I always had the
impression that turtlenecks made people look older… not exactly what I wanted
at 18. I was skinnier then and the sweater clung to me and flattered me
wonderfully. It was when I really looked at myself and became instantly turned on by... a sweater of all things!
When I went to work that day I
noticed I was receiving so much attention from men who never knew I existed or
never even looked at me sideways before.
I got so many stares and head-turns and it boosted my confidence
sky-high! I had men waiting on me hand
and foot that day… getting me coffee… asking me out to lunch… willing to take
on some of my extra workload… it was amazing!
So assuming it was just the
awesomeness of ME that was making all these guys drool, I wore one of my cute
little regular tops to work the next day... and… nothing! Suddenly the attention was gone. I was back to being Cinderella before she
went to the Ball. It puzzled me.
So later that week, me and a
friend were going out shopping, and I had a thought to experiment with my
theory. I threw on a tight fitting pair
of jeans, a pair of boots, and that same chocolate turtleneck and went out. Again… the attention was amazing. I couldn’t believe it. We had guys following us all over the
mall. One came and gave me his number. A few others tried to strike up some (rather
lame) conversations with me. Men from
every store followed us around and flirted like lost puppies. It HAD
to be the turtleneck I came to the conclusion.
I felt so empowered and this sexual
energy surged through me. I felt
confident and attractive. I
noticed every time I wore that sweater I felt like a seductress on the prowl
and gradually the feelings grew and intensified. I felt I was more noticed in something more covered up and less revealing than my usual crop tops and tank-tops. I loved the power and attention wearing
sweaters got me. And as you can imagine,
as soon as I discovered this power, I was starting to fill my closet with more
sweaters.
Soon after discovering my new
passion, I began seeing others in sweaters and felt fascinated by them or
attracted to the person in the sweater (depending) or both. This
pertained to men or women. In the bedroom, it was a change to keep the
clothes on (well… for the most part) and there I could almost play the porn
star and the sweetheart all in the same session. Some men were intrigued by it and gave it a
try, but others just thought it was weird or some body-sensitivity issue.
Then there was the issue of
fabric. Being that my body is so sensitive, different materials and
fabrics all had a unique impact on my libido.
Since I can remember, I have been addicted to satin. I can’t
resist touching it. When I felt a soft
sweater caress me like a satin gown would, it was the same addictive feeling
that just set my blood on fire. It set me on a road to discovery to
experience all the different types of materials out there and which ones I found
most erotic and for a myriad of different reasons.
When I started dating someone who
had the same kinks as me I thought I must be dreaming. Like most do at
first, I thought I was the only one and that people found me “weird” if I
expressed anything about it. He
introduced me to a whole world of sweater pleasures and got me into the bigger
sweaters, larger necks, and a new array of materials. Now I had so many options to suit my moods or
desires. One day he asked to take some photos of me (for his own purposes) and
I allowed him. Well, unbeknownst to me
at the time, he went ahead and put those up on Flickr because he wanted to show
me off a little. I had been modeling for
a friend’s photography studio so he probably figured I wouldn’t mind. Regardless, they were a big hit almost
overnight. He then brought it to my
attention as a “surprise” (which at that exact moment I wasn’t 100% excited
about, lol.) When I saw the response I
was flattered. I had always had such
poor self-esteem and this was a delightful ego-boost.
After developing a large fan-base
in such a short amount of time, my endeavors proceeded towards a more
professional approach to share quality work with those who shared my
passions. From there, I found a whole
community full of people who had the same thoughts and feelings just like me. When more and more people discovered an
actual sweater-girl was in their midst… well the attention and admiration just
got stronger. I began to discover what
giving back to the community gained me. Now
I wasn’t just modeling for him… I was modeling for the world! Hence, Sweater Queen was born and became a
household name. And so… everything continued on from there…and hopefully
will for awhile yet!
People tell me it is hard to sometimes pin-point what exactly brought on their fetish of choice. I am happy to say I can recall the exact moments of my transformation and will revel in it always!
