Wanderlust
The Sex, Art and Life of Sally Mustang
We admit it – there are days when we think we’ve seen everything, when we assume nothing can shock us, and everything sexy Instagram account has either been done before or could be done better. Then there are days when a nude selfie on Instagram makes us double-take so hard we get whiplash.
Sally Mustang induces the latter, and we can’t stop double- and triple-dipping her entire profile.
As a self-described artist, yogi, gardening enthusiast, traveler, scatterer of sunbeams and connoisseur de Kama Sutra, every photo of her is like being finished off by a living, breathing rose whose scent is so heady you can’t tell where reality begins or ends. Whether she’s bare and golden on a bed of flowers, or tousled, caught in the act of post-coital painting, her imagery holds onto you with both legs.
Sally Mustang’s version of seduction is one that owns up to its intentions. Her cocked-hip poses and nip-slip teases go against the typical coy game; instead, her imagery says, “Yes, I’m here to make sure you want to fuck me. I own it. I’m good with it. Make sure you are, too.”
We are, Sally. We totally are.
All images are credited to @sallymustang via her Instagram.
