Had just enough time today to try this fantasy of mine.
First I rubbed some bananas into my clean hair. They weren't giving me quite enough to work with so I added a layer of instant mashed potatoes and worked the mush in nicely. On top of this, I added patted on some oats and dirt for that nice matted texture that I love.
After I had a nice thick mop started it was time to add the compost materials. Two cups of leftover spinach first and then a tub of uneaten salad from a few days ago. Then a bunch of banana peels piled on top and rubbed in over and over again.
Absolutely driving myself wild with how ruined my hair looked. Will collect more vegetable scraps next time, those were the best. I think some used coffee filters and tea bags might look nice. Still haven't had time to really make a big mess, looking forward to really getting my hair engulfed even more.
These are really striking images, both aesthetically and in terms of eroticism. I feel like at a high level, WAM is about either theatricality (volume, appearance, scenario) or grossness (substance, application, concept). Anecdotally, it seems like women tend to lean towards grossness over theater, which I find fascinating, since it runs counter to stereotype. It feels like women who have this fetish are intrigued by the desecration of beauty, the idea of being able to step outside the confines of delicate femininity and momentarily wallow in filth, refusing to be "ruined" or "broken" no matter how harsh the treatment.
But as a cishet guy I just appreciate that it's hot lol. The pic with your mouth full of gunk is especially wonderful.
Love you, too
