Tuesday, August 04, 2009

I'd Remain Standing At The Can-Can Show

Following the link from Naughty Secretaries Vs. Bosses Gone Bad, I found the seller of a puzzling French mechanical greeting card featuring can-can dancers:



It's not the French which puzzles me, but the can-can ass chair backs... Sitting in one removes all the titillation factor. And most mechanical risque humor cards have a surprise when you open them; this one, not so much. Puzzling.

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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Pygama Girl Mystery

"In the 1930s, pyjamas were exotic, the sort of thing worn by young flappers. These so-called 'new women' dressed in skimpy clothes, they smoked, they drank, they partied and they laughed at convention" -- and when they were murdered, it was what they deserved. Alessia presents the whole nasty scoop of clumping kitty litter that is The Pygama Girl Mystery in, My Pajamas Made Him Kill Me (Or, In Which I Review A Film I Haven't Seen).

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You're The Bee's Knees

In Rolled Stockings, Bees Knees, And All That Jazz you'll meet Bee Jackson who may be behind the expression, "the bee's knees".

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Monday, March 23, 2009

Men, Wear Your Heart On Your Sleeve...

Or your lust on your shirt.


The seller says:
The single most collectible and rare item we've ever had, probably. This late 60's man's vintage shirt with a photo of a gorgeous naked black lady, with an afro, on the back and a smaller print of her on the front chest. White semi sheer probably nylon but it's not labeled.


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Naughty & Nudie Vintage Postcards

A few of the more interesting (to me) postcards from the nude and risque vintage postcard selection at Cherryland Postcard Auctions.








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Saturday, March 14, 2009

"Don't Touch It, Stick A Pin In It"


Details on this antique postcard-slash-pincushion at Kitschy Kitschy Coo.

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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Chocolate Kiss Nipples Surrounded By Peanut Butter Cookie Breast



I could just be hungry, but that's what I see when I look at this 1950 nude by Clement Haupers -- a peanut butter kiss cookie.



Hey, that comment can't be anywhere near as racist as the work's title, High Brown.

The work is part of the American and European Paintings Auction, March 12, 2009 at Cowan's Auctions.

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Friday, February 06, 2009

High-Five Friday, This & That Edition


This week's High-Fives:

1) Kitschy Kitschy Coo says it's 1956 and You Got Massage Oil On My Sander!

2) Bear Alley shows us Cartoon Censorship in 1939 (link sent to me by CR/LF of Red-Blooded Thing).

3) Kitsch-Slapped wants to know if you had fun with Jane West too.

4) Also at Kitsch-Slapped, beauty is a bitch in 1936.

5) Oh, and interested in $200 worth of free lingerie? Enter the contest.

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Thursday, January 29, 2009

You Said You Wanted A Little Tail



Images from the pinups section at Unusual Cards; thanks to John of Feuilleton for the link.

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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Some Thoughts (And Images) On Smoking

Smoking hot Sophia Loren; Bert Stern photo published November 1, 1962, Vogue.


Smoking is my choice, or at least it's my legal addiction; so Fuck off.



Should you be trying to quit (and we all do try), how about this cigarette case (or wallet) that I have dubbed "Nevermore?" sold at sweetheartsinner at Etsy; found via Relationship Underarm Stick.



And now you know what I've been up to... What I've been trying to do which has sucked the soul out of me. How 'bout you?

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Friday, January 09, 2009

The Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy # 14

The Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy, edition #14:

Shawnee (of Kinsanity) wrote about being busted with a naught read by her child's counselor in Moms Caught With Erotica:
"Why is it," I asked him rhetorically, "that smut is less acceptable than violence or the shallow idolization of 'famous people'? It's damn odd really, because my kids got here through normal, healthy sex -- not via violence or the vicarious living or emotional stalking of celebrities."
Speaking of books and moms, Elline (at Girl with Pen) happily reviews Mama, PhD: Women Write About Motherhood and Academic Life in Off the Shelf: Mama, PhD:
The contributors in this book, edited by Caroline Grant and Elrena Evans, break the seal of silence that suppresses the intense difficulties and institutionalized prejudice that academics who want to be more than just a "head on a stick" – but rather a whole person, including a maternal body – experience.
Alessia (at Relationship Underarm Stick) asked Do Romantic Comedies Ruin Relationships? The question was based on a recent study by a team at Heriot Watt University in Edinburgh:
In what certainly will not be news to feminists who have long argued that images in & portrayals by the media, the bottom line was, according to Dr Bjarne Holmes, a psychologist who led the research, "We now have some emerging evidence that suggests popular media play a role in perpetuating these ideas in people's minds."
Interestingly, after participating in the survey about media and relationships, Alessia then asked Which Came First? The Chick-Flick Or The Egg On Your Face? Worth reading -- and keeping tabs on her continuing thoughts on the study.

Slip of a Girl (of A Slip of a Girl) gives us a biology lesson in Things That Snap My Girdle - In A Bad Way:
Because, yes, it bothers me deeply when you (especially my sweet cross dressers), get all squeamish about menstruation. Some of you think it's TMI, but a few of you have made comments about how "lucky" they are to "take what they want of femininity and leave the rest" -- and that really makes me angry. It makes most women angry.
At A Femanist View, SnowdropExplodes gives a personal account of his history with porn in Porn and Me:
The greatest harm that I can find in the story I have to tell, is that when I thought porn was evil, it had a negative effect on my confidence with women, and in myself; it led to psychological issues for me, and it meant a denial of my true sexuality. That ideology was harmful to me in the same way as it appears that certain right-wing Christian ideologies can be harmful to young gays in their midst. I am glad to accept erotica and porn as being not in and of themselves evil or wrong.
Also, SnowdropExplodes was the only one to take my call as a writing assignment -- producing the fabulous An Incomplete History of the "No Sex Please, We're British" Thing. Too wonderful to take a snip from, so go read it all. Every word. I may post a quiz.

(Rather related, SnowdropExplodes updates us on the UK's current internet censorship plans.)

PaganKinktress, of Erotic Bohemian, discusses the word Slut:
I catergorize the words slut and whore as ways of defining and appreciating one's sexual energy.
Speaking of sluts... Aspasia of La Libertine has a Review of Malena:
It's a great film and is a fantastic illustration of slut-shaming at its worst.
Aspasia also explores sluts (and pop culture notions of sex and spirituality) in space in Slut-shaming comes to a galaxy far, far away!
There just seems to be this inability for some of Luke's fans, mostly male fans from my experiences, to accept the fact that this character is a sexual being. I suppose because the Force and being a Jedi is always depicted as being "spiritual" and away from the body, those fans feel the need to see him as a celibate priest. I won't even get into the debate over the Old Jedi Order (Yoda, et.al.) and its regulation that Jedi have no attachments and whether or not that meant celibacy. Lordisa, I'm not touching that one right now!
Aspasia also reviews Lust and Caution:
...this is one of the most sensual, erotic and unabashedly sexual mainstream films I have ever seen.
Jaynie (at Here's Looking Like You, Kid) discusses her "awkward attempts" to defend one of her favorite movies against a male film expert in Defending To Have And Have Not:
Nothing against him -- he's been very nice dealing with a movie fan whose ignorance is pretty clear -- but how do I better articulate my thinking that our perceptions may be, at least in part, influenced by our genders (and related expectations, emulations, and emotions) without sounding like a silly girl? Or worse yet, some foaming-at-the-mouth feminazi?!
GoddessGlory of Bombilicious The Man Destroying Blog defends prostitution in Introduction to The Return of the Goddess: Whore Power:
But at the end of the day it isn't sex in exchange for money that degrades, cheapens and enslaves women it's societal norms and roles. Prostitution will NEVER go anywhere because it's apart of human/ape/primate identity, it's who we are. Whether or not you look at it this way there is "prostitution" all throughout "regular" sexual relationships between people even marriages.
Because you know there's still a lot more defending of sex work to be done, Amber Rhea (of Being Amber Rhea), has some Red Herrings for you:
It's about people articulating their own sexual desires and boundaries - especially women, as we have been traditionally denied this right.
Last, but not least, Latoya Peterson's post (at Racialicious) called The Not Rape Epidemic which is so good, that I cannot select a quote from it. Just go read it all. I mean it.

A few final words about this carnival...

I had a great time hosting it. While the holidays admittedly slowed the number of submissions, those I received were wonderful; in fact, I'll be adding quite a number of new blogs/bloggers to the sidebar due to this experience.

The carnival, and in fact the issues the carnival supports, needs your support too. So please submit to future carnival editions, consider hosting a future edition, and link to the carnival posts.

Perhaps most important of all, please continue the conversations presented in individual posts/articles in the Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy. It can be silently, in your mind; in person discussion with friends & family etc. in the real world; or via blogging, letters to the editor at other publications, or other use of media. But continued exploration and expression of these issues is important.

While my carnival hosting duties may officially be over, I'm open to hearing from more of you about such related topics; so please, whenever you have or find posts which fit my beat aka submissions call, please do contact me.

The next Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy will be hosted by Sugarbutch Chronicles on January 26th, 2009.

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Monday, January 05, 2009

The Not-So-Gay Caballero

Monday, December 29, 2008

Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy: Calls For Submissions

I'm hosting the next Feminist Carnival of Sexual Freedom and Autonomy on January 5th 8th 2009. (Update: Extended due to holiday chaos!)

This sex positive carnival highlights posts/articles promoting the sexual rights and freedom of women -- you can get an idea by seeing past editions at Better Burn That Dress, Sister and Sex-Kitten.Net. However...

I just might be mixing things up a bit with my edition. I'd like to focus on the past -- for otherwise we are doomed to repeat it. So, in my official call for submissions, I'd like to outline a few specifics ideas or topics I'd really like to see.

Because this blog is about history, I'd like to see/read posts which are focused on the past. That includes, but is not limited to:

* Explorations of your personal sex/relationship history -- not fiction, but non-fiction musings about lessons, frustrations, etc. Bonus points if you can tie it to a film, show us art which reflects it, point to parallels in the life of a pinup, or otherwise connect it to some pop culture reference point.

* Biographies or discussions of famous folks; what they've taught you, forced you to think about, or rudely awakened you to.

* Art history, artistic movements, artists, specific works, etc. which explore themes you dig, wish would return "because", or otherwise have you pondering gender, sex and rights.

* Political, religious, criminal, cultural history lessons involving sexuality & human rights.

* Reviews & analysis of film, music, magazines, books, etc. from the point of view of where they fit in or the messages they send/reflect regarding sexuality & society.

* How & where pop culture and public policy intersect regarding sexuality, sex education, and private lives.

Again, the above are suggestions, hopes, dreams -- but don't feel like you are crushing them (or my spirits) if you write/submit something that's more traditional fare for the carnival.

You are free to write anything along these lines just for this carnival edition, send me a link to a piece/pieces you've already written on any of these or related and appropriate themes, and/or submit a post/article you've read by someone else that seems to fit & rocks your world or impresses you enough to make the effort to nominate someone.

Please email your submission to me at Naughty(dot)Words(at)gmail(dot)com prior to noon on January 4th, 2009.

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Saturday, December 20, 2008

The Pantyhose Jungle

I sent scans of The Pantyhose Jungle, an article in that Tip Top magazine, to Slip of a Girl to post at her lingerie blog.

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Great Deals On Smut To Stuff In Stockings

Over a hundred magazines are on sale at Amazon through December 31; here are a few of my favorites:

Maxim (1-year), now just $5

Penthouse (1-year), now just $19.95

Playboy (1-year), now just $10.96

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Thursday, December 11, 2008

It Could Be Me With My Collection; But It's Not

Via Here's Looking Like You, Kid's review of The Knack… and How to Get It (1965), this screen shot of Rita Tushingham (as Nancy) naked in bed, but covered with men's mags.

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Friday, November 21, 2008

High-Five Friday: Getting By With A Little Help From My Friends Edition


This week's High-Fives on this Friday, possible because you all send in good stuff.

1 From Gracie at Sex-Kitten: The real Little Dorrit: the inspiration for Dickens' classic novel was a single mother- turned-prostitute.

2 A report in a 1979 National Enquirer leads to an explanation of why "Women Born From 1905 to 1909 Had The Fewest Children."

3 CR/LF sent me a link to Dances of Port Said.

4 Sweat Shop Sissy sent this link to Slip of a Girl, who then sent it to me: Sex tips, from the year 1894.

5 John Coulthart (via BoingBoing) sent me a link to this signed bronze piece which has already been sold. However, there's another, and note how the satyr's head can be removed to see the rigid cock.


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Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Toast To Sex Positive Parenting

Tonight on the Cult of Gracie a discussion on sex positive parenting:
This Wednesday (November 12, from 9 to 10 PM Central time), the lovely Dr. Jane Vargas, of PantyMistress.com, returns to Cult of Gracie Radio with her sex positive feminist daughters, Rebecca of Porn Perspectives and Rachel aka the Pop Feminist.
Listen live to the show here; call in at 646.200.3136 and be live on the air.

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Monday, October 27, 2008

Never Too Much Gay Head; That's What She Said

It's not what you think; but it's still pretty fun.

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No, It Wasn't Halloween

Risque Fun With Lederhosen

This naughty souvenir lederhosen coin purse expresses greetings from Ulm (in the 70's) -- and it has a message for those of you who dare to open the flap.




"Sei nicht so neugierig" loosely translates to "Don't be so curious".

Oh, but I am *wink*

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Saturday, October 25, 2008

Naughty Navy Stationery Set

Nine pieces from a WWII stationery set:



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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Original Playboy Art Auction

A limited number of classic original art works from Playboy's legendary archives are being via Heritage Auction Galleries on October 15.

Playboy—The Art of Beauty is a "selected group of 16 sexy, humorous artworks represents some of Playboy’s most renowned contributors, including Alberto Vargas, LeRoy Neiman and Gahan Wilson, as well as four full-length, full-color Little Annie Fannie strips by Harvey Kurtzman."

Should your pockets be deeper than mine, you can view the offerings and bid here -- and if your pockets are deeper than mine, please consider donating winnings to me.

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Monday, October 13, 2008

Women Who Collect Porn, Erotica & Sex History

Gracie on the Sisterhood Of Smut Collectors:
Many women are searching for the answers to what it means to be female, historically and right this minute, and how we feel about that ~ and we're using porn & erotic materials to do it.

...No matter who the body before us belongs to, it becomes our own. That could be our tits, our ass, our labia spread wide open like a briefcase on his desk. We could be the whipper or the whipee. Just how do we feel about all that?
Image via my Paramount Folder.

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That Ends Well, I Guess

I went to the Trash or Treasure events at the Plains Art Museum this past weekend and had Wes Cowan appraise that naughty bit of ephemera from the Jac F. Donges Hat & Glove shop/Schuch's Resort.



Cowan said it was "an advertising trade card", and worth "a couple of bucks".

I can't argue; that's what I paid. But what is it about ephemera which makes it so valuable to me yet utterly worthless as an antique or collectible?

I should just count my blessings that I can afford things like this which thrill me.

The lasting effect of the experience is that I'm acutely aware that I have more research to do on this piece. Perhaps that's my happy ending; more intellectual masturbation.

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Monday, October 06, 2008

Horny For Nostalgia

Gracie reviewed a retro lingerie fetish film and it got her thinking about the fashions she wore in the 80's and why viewing 80's porn doesn't turn her on with nostalgia:
Simply watching 80's porn won't do that for me because for the most part the fashions shown rarely reflect "me" at that time. And, no, I didn't really watch porn in the 80's. Aside from a few views for a fellow I was dating, I had no need to watch it.
She brings up a few points which were likely brewing in my subconscious... Like how much do things like clothing & setting affect my viewing or porn?

I know when I laugh out loud & become snark-master rather than slipping my hand in my panties; but what about more subtle things, like when I want to connect to the time and place? I know I can't really relax into arousal with erotica so poorly written that a character has a third hand reaching for her heaving bosom, or when his shorts inexplicably find themselves back on again. Like readers of historical fiction who freak when there's a car being driven on roads before Queen Victoria's birth, I can't help but be annoyed by those things -- and such annoyances interfere with my willing suspension of disbelief.

Now, we all know porn by & large offers little in the way of practicality & accuracy, but we do have to find something to relate to. So what happens when you are turning to porn for a sense of nostalgia? Surely porn can offer the fantasy of your own yesteryear, right?

But what Gracie says is that she's yet to find porn that can transport her back to her youth, her "glory days", because none seems to capture or reflect the fashions & settings of her at that time.

Is that too much to expect from porn?

Maybe; but it still raises some good questions, if not libidos horny for nostalgia.
It makes me wonder what & who the fashions in porn reflect today... What other elements in porn might be missing which renders porn non-relatable... Is this what makes amateur porn so appealing ~ that we see ourselves in those clothes, those situations and so are more responsive?

I don't know. I'm still looking through porn and thinking about all this. Of course I'm also still just looking at porn for the fuck of it too; so it may be awhile before I get any closer to those answers.
Me too. *wink* But now I have another excuse to look at more of it.

Add your thoughts to the conversation.

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Saturday, September 27, 2008

In Memory Of Paul Newman

Paul Newman passed away at the age of 83.



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Friday, September 26, 2008

High-Five Fridays On A Friday Evening


This week's High-Five Fridays...

1) Slip of a Girl is looking for more information about this photo -- help her if you can!

2) The Educational Alliance at 197 E. Broadway, New York, has a History of Jews, Sex and Politics on the Lower East Side Walking Tour on Sunday, September, 28, 2008, from 2:00-3:30 PM:
Discover the lurid secrets of sex and sexuality as you wind through the streets of the Jewish Lower East Side. Spanning from the 1880's to the 21st century, from synagogues to sex shops, the former shtetl will come alive with tales of Jewish prostitution, pornographers, birth control pioneers, undergarment peddlers, bath houses, burlesque performers, erotica, fetish and fashion.
3) CR/LF alerts us to the legal rukus over the photos from Marilyn's last sitting -- reminding us of intellectual property rights issues as he does so.

4) I may not technically be a museum, but I follow this stuff: MW2009 Call for Participation.

5) Feministing has a call for submissions: What Made You a Feminist? Might actually submit something... You?

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Thursday, September 25, 2008

Critical Perspectives on Sexuality and Pornography in Science and Social Fiction

Via Sex-Kitten:
XXBN gets inside the Arse Elektronika Conference, with Gracie Passette speaking live with Johannes Grenzfurthner 9/26/2008 at 9 PM Pacific/11 PM Central (9/27/2008 at 12:00 AM Eastern). This year's conference theme is Do Androids Sleep With Electric Sheep? Critical Perspectives on Sexuality and Pornography in Science and Social Fiction.

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Saturday, September 20, 2008

Lamps & Shades For The Red-Light Disctrict

A selection of ads featuring pin ups pushing lamps & lampshades.


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Monday, September 15, 2008

On The Giantess Fantasy

Dr. Jane Vargas, aka The Panty Mistress, on the subject of giantess fantasies:
The bottom line of all these themes is the intimidating / overwhelming / frightening nature of women's sexuality for some men. Fear often ignites a sexual response. (I remember being reprimanded at work when I was 25 and nearly having an orgasm as I listened to my superior dress me down.)

And women are the ultimate scary creation because they're so unassuming. Yes, they look soft and speak with a lilt. They nurture and comfort. But you'd do well to worry, buster. Women's capacity for god-knows-how-many orgasms ... the unknowable how-to-score with women that all men must somehow learn, and the classic, now-cliched-but-still-asked -- and unanswered -- question looms and dooms so many men: "What do women want?" ...

My absolute favorite find this morning was "Giantess Ultimate (Got Milk?)." (It's posted below.) A beautiful woman in a milk ad on a billboard comes off the billboard in the middle of the night and teases and toys with a man nearby who was admiring her two-dimensional beauty. Once she's real, though, his lust mixes with fear (intensifying his lust).

He fearfully claims the gorgeous, giant, sexual woman will "corrupt the whole city of two million people" if she wanders into the town nearby. She does so anyway, him in tow. Along the way she teaes him, "Does it bother you to be so small?" and then derides him, "Poor little thing, poor little insect."

He runs from her. She coos, "I won't hurt you." She captures him. "You're so warm," he says softly. So touching. To which she responds, "I'm going to eat you." He claims her perfume is intoxicating him; he's losing control, succumbing (so as not to have to take responsibility for his actions). He claims she's taking advantage of him because she's "so big." The old she-made-me-do-it.

Substitute "women's sexuality" for the beautiful blonde and you have one of the greatest unspoken fears amongst many men: women's sexuality. Unspoken - but not undepicted. Enter, the giantess fantasy.
Here's the video -- but don't forget to read the rest of her post for the 5 themes in giantess fantasies.



Image credits: Attack of the 50 Foot Woman film poster. (Now if you see one posted in your pal's apartment, will you think of him differently? *wink*)

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"If only she hadn't cut her hair by herself in the dark with a bread knife, she would easily be one of the hottest women in my collection"

So says Rex Parker of the woman on the cover of One-Way Ticket. (Link found via A Slip of a Girl.)

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Stereo-Typing Makes The Woman

Lauren Roberts' Typing Makes the Woman is a great read.


I command you to read it; or the boobies won't be bared here for quite some time. (Intelligent comment & discourse will be accepted as proof of reading.)

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Saturday, September 13, 2008

She May Be Your Doll, But...

People are calling her "VPILF" and "Caribou Barbie" -- but even as a doll Sarah Palin is too misogynistic for me to contemplate as sexy.

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Friday, September 12, 2008

High-Five Friday


This week's High-Five Fridays:

1) June Wilkinson Cover Art. It may not be June's full resume, but this collection of scans covers 1958 - 1999.

2) Archive of vintage Picturegoer Magazine covers, indexed by celebrity name.

3) Foundation garments inspired by the fashions of Queen Victoria and King Edward.

4) Just Like Us?: "What's the point of a portrait of the Duchess of Devonshire with the politics left out? The new film version works well as a study in misogyny, argues Amanda Vickery, but spare us the cod psychologising and allusions to Princess Di."

5) Cool stuff from Burlesquebabes's Gallery at Zazzle:

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If That Pirate's Hand Were Any Limper...

This vintage ad, via Kitschy Kitschy Coo, extols the sex appeal of stamp collecting while exploiting horrible gay stereotypes.



Speaking of stamp collecting, one of my friends used to collect stamps but she tired of "all the lame jokes about being unwilling to lick things". As in, "She choses philately over fellatio," and "He'd rather lick stamps than his girlfriend -- but as a collector, he never licks stamps, so...".

I told her any cunning-liguist would have been able to turn each of those around to his or her favor; certainly any jokes about my collecting never deter me.

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Monday, September 08, 2008

Tits On A Bird

In The Beginning Altered Art Nude Kindness Of Strangers is one of my "secret meeting projects" which has been keeping me busy... Making altered art with vintage nudes (don't worry, I'm only cutting up images of no value), like this piece I call In The Beginning:
In the beginning there was the goddess... And fish -- because all creation myths are a bit fishy. Prints from an original altered art piece, created from vintage art nudes, other illustrations & water color paint.
I ask you, "Who hasn't thought of putting tits on ostrich legs?"

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Friday, September 05, 2008

High-Five Fridays, The Breast Edition


This week's High-Five Fridays...

1) Artist Lisa Melita's 21 Breast Salute for cancer.

2) The Top 50 Hottest Sci-Fi Girls. (Yes, they have breasts; I know sci-fi worlds can be confusing.)

3) An interview regarding the Ultimate Burlesque anthology, part of Burlesque Against Breast Cancer.

4) CR/LF points out The Joyful Bosom Affair, an art project where women paint with their breasts. I want to know, would you buy my boob-prints? Or would you collectors insist upon the originals? *wink*

5) Gracie becomes breast friends with a Cold Case. (A review -- with clips -- of one of my favorite episodes.)

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Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Which Will You Choose -- And Why?

It's not true that "once you've seen one, you've seen them all" -- nor is all porn the same.


Currently we all have the right to choose our porn (or 'erotica', if you prefer), so we can take what we want and leave the rest; but have you ever really thought about why you select the porn you do?

Gracie has opened up an Aesthetic Response Porn School, where we all state our like &/or dislike of specific erotic images -- including articulating why we feel the way we do.

We began with this image and the next assignment has been posted here; I look forward to you joining us in the discussion. Don't worry, the tuition is free -- as is the porn -- but you'll have some work to do explaining how and why you choose what you choose.

Image show here is from VintageBang.com.

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Monday, September 01, 2008

Questioning Tommy Bartlett's Sexuality

Reading about Tommy Bartlett's radio fame in Time has me thinking...

Specifically this part of the Monday, July 1, 1940, article:
Unorthodox in the extreme is Bartlett's method of gathering material for his programs. Every day promptly at 2:05 he whirls into the Chicago Home Arts Guild, an institution supported by national advertisers, to lunch and show 100-odd women the sponsors' 100-odd products. Tommie shouts "Hello, girls!" at the assembled matrons. Ten minutes later, after the girls are all in spasms at Tommie, who thinks nothing of rolling on the floor to get them giggling, WBBM technicians begin to record Meet the Missus. Twittering like sparrows, yanking nervously at their girdles, some of Tommie 's girls answer questions about their clothes, husbands, honeymoons, aspirations, frustrations, children, while the rest of them hoot and howl.
Apparently, Bartlett was quite the man; earning 20 wedding proposals and the moniker "housewife’s pinup boy".

Not a bad looking man. And I can only assume that even as his hair whitened and his middle thickened, his wallet's growth from all the Wisconsin Dell's attractions only served to make him more attractive. If girls and matrons once "yanked nervously at their girdles" (and isn't that a delicious bit of vintage imagery!), I bet that once the girdle was banished, the smoothing of hair & skirts, the licking & biting of lips, and other signs of lusty interest continued.

But Bartlett never married.

This would not interest me so if there weren't such a blank in the press about the man's private life. A legendary figure in the Midwest (and beyond), you'd think his exploits would be documented. Even here on the Internet, home of all things imbecilic & impolite, there is no tribute to the man, no home for all things private (let alone pervy) regarding Tommy Bartlett.

How could such a public man lead such a private life?

If he was a playboy bachelor, where are the celeb stalkings? There's no dirt on his wild youth, no dish on his radio hey-days, no smutty speculation on his incredibly wealthy years as a kitsch mogul. Where was the scandal of his will after his death? No rug-rats crawling out of the woodwork for a piece of that pie? And there's virtually no photographic evidence of his life.

Too damn quiet, if you ask me.

So I wonder, was this man gay?

Now I know you're going to accuse me of perpetuating stereotypes. Suggesting the maker of stacked water skier spectacles is anything but hetero certainly seems "typical" of a hetero. But honestly, where's the trail of his romantic life? Only a gay man living the life of such a large local legend would keep so secretive.

If you have any knowledge, news clippings, photos, anecdotal evidence, please spill it.

I'm just dying to know.

This pondering post was the result of reading In Which I Try To Meet The Missus And End Up With Tommy Bartlett, which I may, at a later date, revisit here at SPS in regards to Meet The Missus.

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Sunday, August 31, 2008

Pickup on South Street

Pickup on South Street (1953), starring Richard Widmark, Jean Peters, Thelma Ritter, Murvyn Vye, Richard Kiley, Willis Bouchey, & Milburn Stone.



At the time, August 1952, the script was deemed unacceptable by the Production Code, for "excessive brutality and sadistic beatings, of both men and women." The revised script was accepted but required multiple takes including for a scene in which Jean Peters and Richard Kiley frisked each other for loot was considered too risqué.

The film went on to great success, including an Oscar nomination for Thelma Ritter for Best Actress in a Supporting Role in 1954.

Wiki notes:
The French release of the movie removed any reference to spies and microfilm in the translation. They called the movie Le Port de la Drogue (Port of Drugs). The managers of 20th Century Fox thought that the theme of communist spies was too controversial in a country where the Communist Party was still hugely influential.
Today, the movie fares well. From Rick J Thompson's review of Pickup on South Street:

Pickup was also a regular fixture on top ten lists of film noir before feminist intervention in that discussion made a femme fatale mandatory for the category. Seen now, it's Fuller sui generis, making films that are like no others. Nearly always working with tiny budgets, Fuller always spent up big on cinematographers, in this case Joe MacDonald. Fuller and MacDonald build the film on two extremes: tight closeups lit for sharp facial modelling; and free, sometimes flamboyant camera movement.

Pickup is assembled from standard pulp fiction components: situations, stock characters, conventions, cliches, attitudes, images, gestures, actions, and relationships. Unlike later practitioners described as neo- or post- , Fuller's work is at one with such material, not outside it. The film draws its energy from creating a world from within this pulp paradigm in all its crudity, brutality, sleaziness, and pure improbability (Fuller had a set built for Skip's home: an abandoned bait shack built on piles ten meters out in the East River, reached by a wooden gangplank. Its refrigerator is a crate lowered by a rope into the river. Its only amenity is a hammock. Fuller gets full value out of the set, using every inch of it across several scenes--wonderful filmmaking. Living there, how does he keep his suits so perfectly pressed? Where's the wardrobe? Does he cook? Why would a professional criminal choose a place with only one way in and out? Don't ask).

This film was remade as The Cape Town Affair (1967), directed by Robert D. Webb and starring Claire Trevor (in the Thelma Ritter role), James Brolin (in his first leading role), and Jacqueline Bisset.

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Robert Ryan, As Seen By His Daughter, Lisa Ryan

Lisa Ryan, daughter of Robert Ryan, answers questions at Silver Screen Oasis, where Ms Ryan posted scans of what she thinks is the only letter from her dad she still has.

The letter mentioned Terence Knapp, British actor turned Emeritus Professor of Theatre at the University of Hawaii at Manoa. Thinking of Knapp again, Ms Ryan contacted him; here is Knapp's reply.

Lisa Ryan and Susan Andrews, daughter of Dana Andrews, talk about growing up with their famous fathers in Hollywood in the 1950s and more in this Lucy Talks Movies podcast.

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Saturday, August 30, 2008

The Age Of Love For Billie Dove

An 8 x 10 publicity photo of Billie Dove in the pre-code film by Howard Hughes, The Age For Love, dating to 1931.


Many thanks to A Slip of a Girl for sending me the link to all these fabulous pre-code portraits -- too bad she didn't send me money too *wink*

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Friday, August 29, 2008

Marc Brunier

When French artist Marc Brunier saw this SPS post, he sent me the following images from his installation of "bait of fishing", lurees in silicone. He says, "There was approximately 400, and covered an exhibition space of 200m."






Digging around at his blog, with some help from Google in the translation, I found this post about his work, in which Brunier says, "attrap me is an installation made of a myriad of multicolored lures in my own way, lolita octopus, baby shrimp..."

At Bruier's site, I also discovered these delicious gems:

Kiss Me, which I call "The French On French Kissing".



Hot Dog Frites may not seem "SPS Sexy", but I really like it.



And papier peint à fleurs is apparently a copper print plate (I love print blocks and plates!)

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Thursday, August 28, 2008

Gotta Collect 'Em All

No, they're not toys; they're condoms -- Wacky Rubbers, literally & figuratively.




Some glow, others light-up, some play music, so I guess these rubbers are for the Pokemon-esque who wants to 'collect them all.'

I wonder how many future collectors will know what these are -- or if they will think they are collecting kids' toys. I don't give a hoot for lights & music in my coot, but the shapes are intriguing. Often creepy too; but still that's intriguing.

The gas mask is strange, the hand so freakin' girlie it boggles... But I'll admit the fingertips intrigue me as a female recipient.



Who wants to stick a cute smiley-faced flower up there? (If things are going as they should, her face is gonna bash my cervix -- a lot.)



The rocket ship design makes me think of every man who has talked about "blast-off, baby". Usually these are the same guys who not only refer to their penis in the third person & name it but also refer to it so often in regular conversation you start to wonder if they don't realize it's not really its own entity.

Here's two from their Astrology line.




Like the Little Mermaid panties my daughter once wore, I wonder why on earth these people think we want crabs anywhere near our genitals...

The teapot, makes me think of the after use -- "just tip me over and pour me out."



Via Bust's blog, which has an interesting post on them too.

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Remember Bob

CR/LF talks about how Enzyte Bob got the shaft. Enzyte had some of the my very favorite commercials; I hope all this legal mess won't affect Bob -- I don't know that there's a pill for that *wink*



You can watch more of them here.

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Monday, August 25, 2008

Hey, You've Got My Mermaid In Your Religion

Thanks to mlfoley of Irish Wit and German Sadism for showing us the "two great tastes that go great together", mermaids and Jesus, which forms religious prostitution: Flirty Fishing.


Don't let the candy-sweet comic illustrations of the pamphlets fool you, there's something here to stick in your craw, alright; it's the cult part that's like too much peanut butter -- sticky & hard to swallow.

Flirty Fishing (FFing) was the use of sex to show God's love and win converts as well as a means of raising financial support. It was practiced by the Family of Love (aka Children of God, the Family, and now the Family International or TFI) from 1974 until it was officially discontinued in 1987; due, in part, to the AIDS scare. The cute euphemism is traced to Matthew 4:19 where Jesus says "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men."
In the latter part of the '70s and early '80s, [David Berg], responding in part to the sexual liberality of that time period, presented the possibility of trying out a more personal and intimate form of witnessing which became known as 'Flirty Fishing' or 'FFing'. In his Letters at that time, he offered the challenging proposal that since 'God is Love' (1 John 4:8), and His Son, Jesus, is the physical manifestation and embodiment of God's Love for humanity, then we as Christian recipients of that Love are in turn responsible to be living samples to others of God's great all-encompassing Love. Taking the Apostle Paul's writings literally, that saved Christians are 'dead to the Law [of Moses]' (Romans 7:4), through faith in Jesus, [Berg] arrived at the rather shocking conclusion that Christians were therefore free through God's grace to go to great lengths to show the Love of God to others, even as far as meeting their sexual needs.
XFamily.org has more Flirty Fishing ephemera as well as additional writings by Berg or transcriptions of his speeches, called Mo Letters (the name "Mo Letters" derived from David Berg's pseudonym, Moses David).

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To Celebrate The End Of The Olympics (I Don't Care For Them, So Sue Me)

Via Hang Fire Books (owner Will, who today I dub The Great Will of Cheer-Ya): Fee Males, by Bert Shrader, French Line 37, 1968.
Travis Todd promoted an all-male sex Olympics for hustlers who gave other men satisfaction for a fee.

Check out more groovy gay (and lesbian) pulp scans in his Flickr collection.

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Sex Of Negro Population

A chart from The Negro American family; Report of a social study made by the College classes of 1909 and 1910 of Atlanta University, by William Edward Burghardt Du Bois, under the patronage of the trustees of the John F. Slater Fund; together with the Proceedings of the 13th annual Conference for the Study of the Negro Problems, held at Atlanta University, on Tuesday, May the 26th, 1908. (published 1908)


In Negotiation of African American Identities in Rural America: A Cultural Contracts Approach, Ronald L. Jackson II and James B. Stewart, both of Pennsylvania State University, discuss W. E. B. Du Bois' philosophies:
Du Bois did not view the wholesale assimilation of the culture of the larger society as the ideal developmental path for Black families. In discussing sexual mores, he (1908, 42) argued: “The Negro attitude in these matters is in many respects healthier and more reasonable. Their sexual passions are strong and frank . . .The Negro motherlove and family instinct is strong, and it regards the family as a means, not an end, and although the end in the present Negro mind is usually personal happiness rather than social order, yet even here radical reformers of divorce courts have something to learn.”
Image, via NYPL digital collection.

See also: Papers of Caroline Bond Day who published A Study of Some Negro-White Families in the United States (1932).

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Friday, August 22, 2008

Her Final Strokes...

Left him wet.


Image: Detail from Hunts Tomato Sauce Ad, Life, 1948, via Jello Kitty.

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High-Five Friday


1) In New Wives' Tales, Jackie Wullschlager reviews books on the lives of famous wives & lovers, including the kinky relationship between Simone de Beauvoir & Jean-Paul Sartre. (Get ready to put on your Amazon wish lists.)

2) Brenda's Babes won $20,000 for her pin up collection. (I didn't enter because I didn't want to video my home.) Via Dinosaurs & Robots.

3) Gracie Passette interviewed Shon Richards on XXBN's Cult of Gracie and it rocked! You can listen/download here.

4)The Things Women Go Through to Attract Men..., by Cheryl Saban.

5) The New York Times reviews the J, Paul Getty Museum show, Grecian Taste and Roman Spirit: The Society of Dilettanti, "a quirky, fascinating show" which "examines the culture of connoisseurship in a men’s club in 18th-century London, revealing the unlikely origins of both classical archaeology and the Greek Revival style." (Sometimes I hate living in the Midwest; I miss shows like this.)

You can participate in High-Five Fridays too.

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A Bronzed Babe To Class Up The Joint


Also from the James D. Julia Auction's three day auction, August 26-28, 2008.

1228:
ALICE RIORDAN (American, 20th Century) THE TEMPTRESS. Multi-colored bronze sculpture shows a young woman lying on a naturalistic bed scantily clad. Her dress is a blueish/gray. Her skin is bright bronze and she has red flowers in her hair. She lies on a brown colored textured bed. Signed “Alice Riordan” and numbered “54/250” with a foundry mark of a conjoined initial. Mounted to a black base. SIZE: 10-1/2” h x 18” l x 12-1/2” w. CONDITION: Very good. 9-94409 (900-1,400)

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Pump David Michael Hasselhoff Til He Spews


Via Oddee.com

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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Rita Hayworth Pastel

From the James D. Julia Auction's three day auction, August 26-28, 2008; item #3440:

HOWARD CONNOLLY (American, 1903-) “RITA HAYWORTH”. Large pastel portrait of Rita Hayworth dated “1942” and signed lower left. She is seen with a glamour gown with white ermine fur. Her broad smile and auburn hair are accented by the black background. Housed in a silver and gold painted wood frame with glass. SIZE: 40” x 30”. CONDITION: Very good. 9-94036 (1,400-1,800)

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And So It Goes

Via Tom McMahon, Will Draw Anything For $2.



Why is it that I can't decide what to hire him to do for $2... It's not like it's a tat, or a hideous investment.

Bookmark.

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Good Girls Don't -- Whore Their Own Posts?



If you want to know why this video of The Knack is here, the story goes a little something like this...

Girl remembers, girl writes, but girl thinks it's too personal for this here blog so she publishes it elsewhere.

Then girl links to it anyway. Not just because she wrote it, but because now she thinks it may just make sense here anyway.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Women As Stocking Victims

Growing up, my dad used to make jokes about luring girls with the offer of nylons. He still does, honestly.

It's a bit creepy -- but less creepy than jokes about little girls and candy, that's for sure; but if you don't know the history of nylons, you wouldn't quite get his jokes. (Admittedly, such knowledge would only help you understand his nylon jokes; Dad's other jokes could still be murky.)

Thankfully, my parents both were not only quite the history lovers but storytellers too, so I knew the score -- both in terms of the "Nylon Mania" & "Stocking Panic" and how my dad joked about hoping to score.

The mocking of women's love of stockings was a prevalent theme in many WWII home front publications, and the use of nylons to lure women was humor oft-used in men's mags -- sadly, none are at my fingertips now (searched-for things rarely appear when desired; I shall post them as I find them).


Luring women at home and abroad with nylons and candy bars was the "come up and see my etchings" of its time, and lived on in memory far longer as a euphemism, even when not fully understood.

Of course, the panic of nylon stockings was more than a joke. As noted in the history piece at SK, the real crimes took place as people tried to exploit the power of "Stocking Panic." OrangeCat at Flickr transcribed this 1945 Readers Digest article on the subject:
Bootleg Nylons
Readers Digest, February 1945

Watch out for the fellow who offers to sell you "nylon" hosiery! There isn't any.

No mere man can fully understand the power of nylon stockings over women's minds, hearts, and consciences. But a lot of men are busy exploiting this feminine weakness.

Foremost example: Uncle Sam. The only legitimate purchaser of nylon hosiery in the world is the U.S. Government. No, the stockings aren't "sent to Iceland on lend-lease," as reported in a silly story that was repeated on the floor of Congress. They travel a much more devious route.

Our secret agents overseas discovered that a half dozen pairs of sheer nylons would buy more information from certain mysterious women in Europe and North Africa than a fistful of money. After all, what could the ladies buy with money in the empty shops of the Old World? So several large hosiery mills, which had made no nylons since Pearl Harbor, received substantial orders from Washington; the necessary yarn, they were informed, would be available. Pleasantly surprised, they turned out the merchandise -- the only nylons legitimately manufactured in years.

Nevertheless, enough American women want nylon stockings at any price, in contempt of law, and with callous indifference to our soldiers' needs for other nylon goods, to support a sizable black market. It is some satisfaction to record that the black market operators give the women a merciless stinging.

Thirteen cases of raw nylon en route from the Du Pont factory in Martinsville, Va., to a parachute yarn plant in Winston-Salem, N.C., were stolen from a motor-freight terminal in Greensboro, N.C. Accepting the thin story that the nylon was salvage from a warehouse fire, two manufacturers made it up into hosiery. It was spread as far as possible by making the feet and tops of cotton. But these skimpy makeshift stockings sold readily for $5 a pair to bootleggers, who in turn got $10 a pair from customers, male and female, hexed by the magic word "nylon." The nylon yarn was worth $7800; it was made into $140,000 worth of stockings.

FBI and OPA agents arrested three men. One, a former official of a trucking company, was fined $5,000 and is serving a two-year prison term. The two hosiery mill men were fined $12,000 each and placed on 18 months' probation. The Government agents managed to seize 5,000 pairs of hose before they could be peddled. These, by court order, were sold at the OPA ceiling prime of $ 1.65 a pair in the office of the U.S. Marshal in Greensboro. The sale was to begin at ten o' clock in the morning. At 5 a.m. the queue began to form; when the doors opened, the line of women, four abreast, extended four city blocks. Half of them went away disappointed.

Much more intricate was another scheme for black market nylons. A silk mill in Pennsylvania got a contract to convert raw nylon into thread for glider towropes. Part of the raw nylon was systematically snitched, and accounted for in reports to the WPB as "spoilage." The "spoiled" nylon was transported to three hosiery mills whose owners were in the plot. When the FBI cracked down, it found 10,320 pairs of nylons in one warehouse, 6,500 unfinished pairs in another, enough thread to make 36,000 pairs more. Four men were indicted.

Most patrons of the nylon black market are stung in two ways: they pay fantastic prices and they do not get nylon. Travelers, and even professional merchandise buyers who should know better, have bought "Mexican nylon" in quantities. Sometimes they have misleading names, such as "carbonyl."

Dozens of pairs have turned up for laboratory analysis at the New York headquarters of the National Association of Hosiery Manufacturers. They're just rayon. You can get them at any hosiery counter in the United States; ceiling price, $1.25.

An Omaha store imported 1,680 pairs of these "nylons" in good faith and advertised them at $2.25, plus $1.85 for customs duty. The Better Business Bureau had a pair analyzed and thus convinced the merchant he had been victimized. The stockings were withdrawn from sale.

The lengths to which the gyps will go is indicated by the troubles of the Van Raalte Company. It is getting a stream of complaints about hosiery bought as nylon, stamped with the Van Raalte name and the nylon trademark and, most convincing, made with the patented Van Raalte toe. Some victims bought the counterfeits in Mexico City, some bought them from bootleggers in the U.S.; but it seems plain that the imitations were all made in Mexico.

The small amount of honest nylon wastage or spoilage that does occur in war production is allotted to manufacturers of underwear, brassieres and girdles -- never to hosiery mills. Every retailer should know that there just isn't any nylon hosiery to be had. Still, when George M. Toney wrote to 1,000 stores from a post office box address in Washington, D. C., offering nylons at $7.44 a dozen pairs, he got orders with some $2,000 cash by return mail. There is no guesswork about the money, because postal authorities opened his mail and counted it.

Ruses of the bootleggers show little originality. The driver of a delivery truck, often bearing the name of a well-known shop, stops a woman on the street and tells her that some nylons were put on his truck by mistake. She can have them at $5 (or $10) a pair. Or a peddler drifts into a doctor's office on the pretext of making an appointment. He casually mentions that the parcel in his hand contains nylon stockings -- unfortunately not his wife's size. Could anyone use them? He is typical of the shifty-eyed, furtive nylon bootleggers who canvass office buildings in the big cities.

Perhaps the limit of credulity is reached by the people who buy compounds which, dissolved in water, will "nylonize" rayon stockings. One of the big hosiery manufacturers remarked dryly, "If any chemist has such a formula, he needn't bother with the 25-cent trade. I'll give him $5,000,000 for it in cash."

After the war there will be nylon hosiery, finer, sheerer, stronger, more beautiful than ever before. Designs for the machines to make it are past the blueprint stage. But until the war is over, the Army and Navy need every pound of nylon. There won't be any for stockings except what is stolen. And there won't be much stolen. So, ladies -- don't be suckers.
In researching crimes in the wake of "Stocking Panic", it is also clear that the threat of such power plays created a panic of victimization which rivaled that of the white slave trade.

In fact, I continue to search publications for the proffered opines of "Beware the nylon stocking offered; you'll end up in white slavery!"

If/when I find some, I shall, of course, share.

Along with the joke of wooing at home with nylons, the fear of betrayals & abuses back home was part of World War II psychological operation (PSYOP) strategy. This excellent article details more than the use of nylon stockings as symbol or eroticism and betrayal, but the use of the sex drive and pornography to "motivate" soldiers. Go read it.

You might find such manipulation of the male sex drive horrific (and I do), but beneath it all is still the notion that we women are "so in love" with nylons, that we'd "do anything" to get them.

We women aren't only fools for fashion, willing to prostitute ourselves for material goods, but we are such delicate things that we can be exploited for them even without intending to be.

We are bad girls because we are weak. And we weaken our men because of it. Men know this about us, and lament the horrors which will befall us because they aren't "home" to save us -- from predatory males and ourselves.

Yuck.

Image Credits/Further Reading: Stockings Go To War scan via CQ; "Stocking Panic" article from Business Week August 9, 1941, via Smithsonian; comic mocking women from 1950 Modern Woman Magazine, via KKC; WWII German propaganda leaflets, via Psywarrior.com.

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Sunday, August 17, 2008

Belated High-Five Friday


High-Five Friday is late due to a secret, clandestine meeting of FF. This is all I can say for now... But the high-fives are still due, so here we go:

1) Dutch Delftware Dildo, anyone? Combines the quaint and the cunt.

And I swear I had that bookmarked for a high-five before I discovered that...

2) Audacia Ray had posted about my Earl Kemp needlepoint. Thanks!

3) John Coulthart sent an update on Kafka's Porn Stash -- I could paraphrase him, but he says it so well:
We seem to have much ado about very little here. The latest teacup storm:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/aug/15/franzkafka.germany

The pictures in question are mostly drawings as far as I can gather. Some of them rather well-known:

"a picture of a baby emerging from a sliced-open leg."

...which is one of Beardsley's Lucian illustrations:

http://www.wunderkabinett.co.uk/damndata/index.php?/archives/1038-A-Bizarre-Birth.html

Ah well.
4) The Harry Mohney's Erotic Heritage Museum may not be news to many of you, and this news story is older too, but I love this part too much not to high-five it:

It's important to preserve such collections, said Jerry Zientara, a librarian for the institute who also teaches "erotology" -- the study of the depiction of the acts of love and sex -- because they're part of our history.

"Erotic history is the same as any kind of history," he said. "It's just like art history, but the subject matter goes further. Because it's sexual, a lot of people aren't interested in preserving it. How often does someone's uncle die and when the Playboys are found, they go to the Dumpster?"

5) Lastly, the lovely Curvaceous Dee sent me a link to this wonderful erotic ivory chess set, by Russian Mammoth (image shown below). I thank her for the link; but would have preferred she'd have sent me the chess set. *wink*

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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Nina Hartley

Tonight at 9 PM (central), Cult of Gracie Radio has Nina Hartley. If the 600+ videos and films don't impress you, how about these facts from Cult of Gracie's blog:
Her history as a sex positive feminist includes:

* Founding the the Feminist Anti-Censorship Task Force, known as FACT.

* Starting the Pink Ladies Social Club, a club which supports women (performers, writers, makeup artists, directors etc.) who works in the adult industry and works to fight the stereotype of female sex workers as bimbos &/or victims coerced by men into humiliating themselves.

* Being a member of the Board of Directors for the Woodhull Freedom Foundation, an organization that works to advance sexual freedom as a fundamental human right by protecting and advancing freedom of speech and sexual expression), but with her wisdom in faith and religion.
Body, brains, and a soul. Hubba!

More show info here.

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Friday, August 08, 2008

So Much For This Blog Not Being About Me

This week, I've been outed (with my husband yet!), forced at gunpoint to join Twitter, and been interviewed on Radio Blowfish (direct link to the specific podcast download here.

Time to stop tooting my horn & having air blown up my, er, 'skirt'.

I return now to my regularly scheduled hermit status.

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Impressive -- But How About Hardcovers?

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Kafka's Porn Stash

John Coulthart alerted me to this: Franz Kafka’s porn brought out of the closet.

James Hawes, academic and Kafka expert, reveals some of Kafka's porn stash in Excavating Kafka, to be published this month. Hawes says his book "seeks to explode important myths surrounding the literary icon, a 'quasi-saintly' image which hardly fits with the dark and shocking pictures contained in these banned journals."
Even today, the pornography would be "on the top shelf", Dr Hawes said, noting that his American publisher did not want him to publish it at first. "These are not naughty postcards from the beach. They are undoubtedly porn, pure and simple. Some of it is quite dark, with animals committing fellatio and girl-on-girl action... It's quite unpleasant."
Since I'm all for looking at humans in their full complexity, I can't wait to see/read the book myself -- and will hold off on more comments until then.

(Then again, I've never read Kafka... Must I read him before the bio-outing? I guess that depends upon one's views; reading this to know of the man vs. the myth, risking future reading of his works, or having proper literary framework first.)

The article is excellent -- only out-done in read-worthiness by the comments; here are a few:

Porn is nauseating, no matter who reads it. And in Kafkas time, it was not widely accessible,. It was a more normal, safer world back then, naive as that may sound. Kafka was a disturbed person, and that was the key to his originality. It is a greater achievement to be original, yet a whole person.

Fosse, Oslo, Norway

We have become worse than the Victorians ever were! (And I say that as a scholar of Victorian lit.) The combination of prurient invasion of privacy and hypocritical condemnation is more revolting than any pornography could ever be. Everyone has private fantasies, some are weird. So what?

Carol Siegel, Portland, USA

I love Kafka, and I would definitely pay to read his porn, especially if it's dark and unpleasant. I really hope that this material will be widely released in my lifetime.

Jenna, Tampa,

I don't see what the massive deal here is. As far as some of the material being quite dark, Kafka seemed to be a guy with some pretty dark places anyway. His sexuality wouldn't likely be much different. "Nothing but a pervert" is, I think, inaccurate and unfair.

Laura, Some,

As Coulthart said when he sent me the link, "Can't wait to see the reaction when the book appears."

Related: Franz Kafka tribute of "recomposed photographs".

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Monday, August 04, 2008

"If Husbands Only Knew--"

Deanna (aka Pop Tart) knows how I do love these old trashy gossip magazines, so she sent me this scan -- and promises more to come...
If husbands only knew how much they are missing they would not wait another moment to read "Sex Fulfillment In Marriage." Many men (even those who have been married a long time) don't get half the delight because they don't know the knack of sexual intercourse!
As Deanna wrote in her post, some things never change.

The ad boasts of "Sex Charts and Explanations", including the female sex organs, "front and side views... The Internal Sex Organs... The External Sex Organs... Entrance to Female Genital Parts..." (Click to read the large scan.)

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Saturday, August 02, 2008

Red-Cheeked

I'm going to be interviewed on Radio Blowfish on August 5th... Not sure yet when it will air.

Color me red.

To distract us all, why not read Greta Christina's post at the Blowfish Blog, On Watching the Same Ten-Second TV Spank Scene… Over and Over and Over:
What is it about sex scenes in non- porno movies and TV shows, novels and comic books, that makes them hot?

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Friday, August 01, 2008

High-Five Friday

1) From Cult of Gracie's Carnival of the Liberals post:
Allen at The Whited Sepulchre says, "Brent Rinehart's Comic Book - I need a copy".

(See also Ethan Persoff's George Wallace asks: Is Brent Rinehart an EP.TC Reader? -- or just a natural born stylistic plagiarist?)
2) The Headless Werewolf reviews All The Colors Of The Dark (1972).

3) The Dean at Collectors Quest discusses the common points in collecting -- no matter what it is -- in Collecting: _______Fill In The Blank. Most quote-worthy is Steve Silberberg's comment:
No, I can’t explain the desire to collect barf bags, only that iit makes me feel like a man.
4) Playboy.com on the sexiest girls at Comic-Con International 2008.

5) Jason asks Remember When Andy Dick was Funny?

High-Five Fridays is still on hiatus -- but I'm still playing & you can too.

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Thursday, July 31, 2008

Underpants With Provenance & Pedigree

Alternate post title: The Queen's Open-crotch Undies Sell For Nearly Nine Grand.

Before any of you pervs get all excited pondering Vic's crotchless undies, remember, the opening was for bodily functions other than sexual reproduction. (However, if the pee and the poo excites you, feel free to carry on; it's not my thing, but no judgements here.) Anyway, this queen wasn't known for her sexual dalliances.

As CR/LF noted:
Infamous for her disinterest in sex, I doubt anybody ever really got a good look at these before the internet plastered them all over the world.
Anyway, it think it's cool that a private collector, Barbara Rusch, is taking a quarter of a century to slowly dress (or is that undress?) Queen Victoria.

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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

A Stud In Hand...

Is Worth Two Under The Bed



So reads this vintage Bakelite trinket box, a dresser piece to hold men's shirt studs. Very pun-ny, yes?




The seller says it measures 3 inches in diameter and 3 is a "fabulous little memento of the days when "Gentlemen" dressed to the nines and used all those lovely gold and onyx studs in their starched shirts!"

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Friday, July 25, 2008

This Week In SPS & High-Five Friday

I've been out in the big blue room, buying or at least hoping to add to my collections; so I've not been online much. I'm not sure if it's greed which makes me stay away, or if it's just a momentum issue & I resist a change to once again sitting in front of the screen... Well, that and I may have an announcement regarding a project next week or so :knock wood:

But in any case, here are a few things I managed to spot this week...

1) Peter at Beauty In Darkness discusses BDSM in mainstream movies -- I'm less interested in Wanted; but revel in the dish on The Mask of Fu Manchu.

2) Derek dishes on museums & their care for collections (or not).

3) John shows us À Rebours (Against Nature) by Joris-Karl Huymans (1884) -- with illustrations by Arthur Zaidenberg. Enough to send me back to searching. And whining when I can't afford it.

4) Bloomberg shows us what's going on at the Museum of Sex. (I now know more about deer than I wanted to.)

5) Orhan Kahn's Death of Retail Price isn't really "sex history", but if you adults need a dose of crazy, you'll be soaking in it.

High-Five Fridays is still on hiatus; but I'm still playing.

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Boob McNutt



Along with creating Boob McNutt, Rube Goldberg co-founded the National Cartoonists' Society in 1945, becoming the group's first president. The prestigious "Rueben Awards" are named after him.

Images via Cagle's comic sheet music gallery.

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Thursday, July 17, 2008

Earl Kemp: Acres of Nubile Flesh

In Acres of Nubile Flesh, Earl Kemp exposes the business of finding nude models and actors for Greenleaf projects:
Where do they all come from?

Bodies all over the place, everywhere you looked, stumbling over each other trying to be next in line. Where do they all come from?

There was a while, back during the late 1960s and on into the '70s, when I was buying people by the ton. It sure seemed that way, at least. After Greenleaf Classics began buying magazines filled with photos of naked people packaged by outside contractors, I began growing annoyed with the types of people they were using as models. Somehow, they were doing things all wrong, I contended. They should be paying attention to what those people look like at least, and cleaning up some of them considerably ahead of time.

Naturally, I figured I could pick desirable people out as well as the next guy, and hopefully a little bit better while I was at it. I had no sooner begun contacting Los Angeles area modeling agencies when they started barraging me with telephone calls themselves. I had no idea there were so many modeling agencies in the entire state, much less in Hollywood alone. Each one of those agencies had loose leaf notebooks filled with Polaroid photos of naked people for me to look at…lots and lots of loose leaf notebooks. It was much easier that way, flipping the pages, looking at the naked people trying to smile up at me from within those loose leaves.
Earl Kemp also, literally, exposes himself...



And others too...
Occasionally, and just for fun, I would insert photographs of personal friends without their knowledge, in the nude, into some of our various publications. Then, after the publication appeared, give them copies of it and point them out inside the issue. Without exception, every one of them was pleased with the surprise and passed copies of them around among their friends.

In a similar jest, I would also insert close-up photos of myself without showing my face into those books or magazines. At one time, most of the black cork wall on one side of my office was pinned with tear sheets of just me, and not one person working there knew it was me. I recall taking my cue for this from Alfred Hitchcock, who always inserted himself into each of his productions. I figured I could easily outcock Hitchcock, and I did.
Continue reading this issue of Kemp's fanzine for more on Song of the Loon, the work "that started a mini revolution in sleaze book publishing," the film Adultery for Fun and Profit, and the film's aftermath too -- featuring lots of great old ephemera and lurking federal government guys.

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On Manners, Rude Dicks & Klondike Bars

Pop Tart at KKC shows us a few pages from her copy of Your Manners Are Showing, by Betty Betz (1946). My favorite one is this one:

How crude and rude of Dick to eat
While walking gaily down the street
(Perhaps he nibbles on the roam
Because he's starved by folks at home!)
If one is to believe that a crude and rude dick's behavior is based on how well he is satisfied at home, then no man earns a Klondike bar; his woman does.

And, by the same token, this girl is to "blame" for this rude dick's use of the LG Shine.

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Jive About

John Cebollero's Jive About: A Sketchbook 08 has an exclusive, never-before-published pin-up collaboration with Richard Corben -- and you can get signed copies of this limited edition, as well as have John create an original sketch on the back cover for you, at his website.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Jennifer Cody Epstein On Prostitute-Concubine-Post-Impressionist Pan Yuliang

A brief interview with Jennifer Cody Epstein, author of The Painter from Shanghai, a novel based upon the life of Chinese painter Pan Yuliang.

Pan Yuliang is a wonderful artist -- but one who is often discussed more for her struggle to become one (having been sold at the age of 14 into prostitution by her only surviving relative) and for her nude works (at a time when such works were scandalous).

I'm delighted to have Jennifer's insight here...

SPS: When/how did you first become aware of Pan Yuliang?

Jennifer: I was actually the Guggenheim with my husband and some relatives—roughly ten years ago. The exhibition—which was amazing--was on Modern Chinese Art, and there was just one image by Pan Yuliang on display. But it drew me over immediately; it was a typical Pan Yuliang in that it was very evocative of Matisse and Cezanne, and the bright, bold colors and distinctly Western setting (as compared to the huge propaganda-style images and much more subtle ink paintings around it) really stood out for me.

SPS: What was it that captured you & compelled you to write the book?

Jennifer: Upon seeing the picture, I went over to study it more closely. And when I read about Pan’s story (prostitute-concubine-Post-Impressionist icon; really?!) it just blew me away. I’d never heard of her before—but I couldn’t, at that moment, understand why---it struck me that everyone should know about her. I suppose writing the book was one way to try to understand her, and to try to imagine what making that sort of an extraordinary journey would be like.

SPS: How long did it take to create the book?

Jennifer: From inception to publication it was almost exactly ten years--so a long time! Granted, throughout that period I quite my job at NBC, finished an MFA at Columbia and also had my two daughters, so there were some side-trips.

SPS: Why write a novel, rather than a biography?

Jennifer: Mainly because I'd made the decision--after ten years in journalism--to try writing fiction, which I'd always wanted to do. But also because Pan's story ended up being one of those where I actually had to use creative license in order to get any sort of a complete sense of her. Even the art historians I spoke to confirmed that there is so little actually factually known about her (even the birthdate on her gravestone in Paris is generally agreed to be inaccurate) that in order to get a full sense of her life, one has to simply imagine.

SPS: You mention there is little documentation or biographical information about her... What do you think that is due to? A lack of respect for her, her art? Did her popularity increase after her death, when it was "too late" for much information? Or was it a general lack of respect for women in general? Or just a problem in general of artists from that time? Something else?

Jennifer: I think the lack of documentation was in part a combination of all these factors. But I also think that Pan herself kept a pretty tight grip on her story and was very careful about the versions of it she allowed out. This isn't surprising, given how wildly controversial both her work and her history were, and also given the fact that people tended to pay more attention to the latter than the former.

SPS: Have you seen Hua hun, and if so, what are your thoughts on the film?

Jennifer: I have. I actually knew about the film fairly early into my research, but held off watching it until I was well grounded in my own book and characters---I didn't want to risk being overly influenced by it. think I finally sat through it after I'd already finished with Shanghai in my book and was moving on to Paris. I certainly appreciated Hua Hun for its beauty--it was very well-done, and I loved the intense aestheticism of it visually. But I did feel that--like the biography it's based on--the movie portrayed Pan Yuliang as somewhat less of a self-determined woman and artist than I came to see her as. The general sense I got from watching it was that she was more or less shaped by the actions of the men around her; e.g., rescued despite herself from the brothel, guided into art and school by her husband, etc. I sensed such a strength of character and will in her paintings, though, that I really wanted to give her more of a role in her evolution as an artist.

It's been noted to me, incidentally, that some readers think i made her too strong--they don't find her particularly likeable. But my sense is (both from my own musings and from what I've heard) that she wasn't an easy person in real life to either know or to like--so I suppose in some ways that just makes me hope that I got something right!

SPS: Did she have any children?

Jennifer: She did not. The biographical info points to at least one pregnancy but (as I write [in the book]) that was terminated. She did adopt her husband's son, however; he's still alive I believe, in Anhui province.

SPS: If you could say in one sentence (of what took a decade to create) -- what you think is the sum of the book... I guess that would be two sentences --

Jennifer: The sum, for me, is really the boundless creativity and ingenuity of the human spirit (though I hope that doesn't make people gag!). The truth is, Pan Yuliang was pretty much damned from the start by so many factors--her gender, her class, her country of origin; the fact that her parents died and her uncle was an opium addict; the fact that she was sold into a brothel. It's a set of circumstances that most women would simply not have survived. And yet thanks to her resilience, talent and the sheer bravery she displayed in painting what she wanted, regardless of cost, she has left other women and artists this extraordinary example and legacy. (I'm sorry, that's four sentences and a lot of semicolons!)

SPS: That's OK -- it took me how many sentence fragments just to get near a question. *wink* Do you have a "one sentence bit" of what you hope the reader walks away with from The Painter From Shanghai?

Jennifer: That even in the most apparently dire of circumstances you still have the power to shape your own dreams, goals, life.

SPS: And, in one sentence, what did you walk away from the experience with?

Jennifer: The thrill of having had Pan Yuliang and China as a job for the past decade (how lucky is that!?), and a renewed faith in myself for actually having published a historical novel with family and sanity (at least somewhat) intact!

Thanks, Jennifer; I can't wait to read it!

You can read more on Jennifer's process with the book here; and catch a live interview with the author on XXBN's Cult of Gracie, tonight (Wednesday, July 16th) at 9 P.M. (central).

Call in questions and comments are welcome at 1 (646) 200-3136. (And rumor has it that a copy of The Painter from Shanghai will be given away to live callers...)

If you miss the show, you can listen to the archived show (or download it) here.


See also:

The Nude in the Art of Pan Yuliang, by Elsa Favreau.

A Lonely Legacy of Pan Yuliang: Capital Museum in Beijing Exhibit

See more of Pan Yulian's works here.

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Monday, July 14, 2008

More Munson

Another Audrey Munson photo, found via Russian Wiki.


And speaking of Munson, thanks to carsonb for posting a link to Silent Porn Star at MetaFilter. (The comments are interesting too.)

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In The Church Started By A Man Who Had Six Wives, Forgiveness Goes Without Saying

Ugly Doggy shows us this example from the "The Real Men and Women of Madison Avenue and Their Impact on American Culture" exhibit at the New York Public Library’s Science, Industry and Business Library.



(Apparently, The Episcopalian Church counts on Americans not to recall that Henry VIII killed two wives -- even after he broke with Catholicism so that he could get a divorce annulment of the marriage to his first wife. To secure such right to annul, he executed along the way. Forgiveness? My definition must be different... Unless Episcopalians are expecting forgiveness for calculated murders and other crimes; which could be a mighty fine religious selling point for some.)

At that post, Ugly Doggy also writes:
But going back to history, I have always sustained that through advertising you can tell a lot about a country's psychology.

In that sense, the same goes for the history of advertising. When seeing ads from the past, is easy to realize how our habits, manners and values have changed. Sometimes for better, sometimes for worst.

But as with our own pictures, where most of the time we couldn't believe we were wearing that or using that hair style, old advertising becomes the photo album of us as a society.

If you want to see some more old ads, check also these ones and this postings as well as these TV commercials.

Sounds a bit like our trips through sex history, ey?

Found via Tom McMahon.

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Saturday, July 12, 2008

It's OK To Admit You Like Klimt; I Do

To coincide with Tate Liverpool's exhibition Gustav Klimt: Painting, Design and Modern Life in Vienna 1900, Tate Etc. brings together Herbert Lachmayer, a cultural historian and founder/director of Da Ponte Institute in Vienna, and Alfred Weidinger, a Klimt specialist, "to debate how the man who remains one of the world’s most popular modern artists took voyeurism to new heights".

Bits from that exchange...

Alfred Weidinger:
The Pre-Raphaelite artists, such as Dante Gabriel Rossetti, were a big influence on Klimt’s brother Ernst. When Ernst died Klimt finished his brother’s Pre-Raphaelite-inspired work. During his long depression he became very interested in these artists, and then painted what is for me the most important picture he did at this time – Portrait of Sonja Knips from 1898. Moll saw this Pre-Raphaelite influence and how Klimt could work with it to create a very particular Viennese art.

Herbert Lachmayer:
Yes, it is important to know that Viennese artists were able to avoid copying the melancholy of the Pre-Raphaelites because of their sense of irony and ambiguity. Depression was the most feared danger for a creative artist – ironical melancholy was the Viennese solution. In Klimt’s case, he transformed the rather boring aspects of the Pre-Raphaelites and injected “pornosophic fantasies” into his work. By pornosophic, I mean the way in which he presented his idea of erotic obsession as a life-long fetishistic love for the porno-details of the female body. Like Egon Schiele, he has been stigmatised as a pornographic artist, but in my understanding his erotic obsession was a pornosophia, just as philosophy is defined as a “love for wisdom”. Using the term “pornographic” regarding Klimt’s oeuvre reveals the petit bourgeois mentality of the person using it. He was a master of voyeuristic erotic stimulation and therefore produced his pornosophic fantasies in the head of the client – maybe encouraging him in an elegant way to have better sex at least. Even the way Klimt dressed was part of a “staging” of stimulation. In his studio he wore a long working dress – resembling a Moroccan jellaba – but he was completely naked underneath. He was a highly auto-erotic exhibitionist, using the ritual of professional distance from the model as a tool of auto-stimulating his erotic fantasies.
This next photo comes from the Tate article, but is for illustrative purposes of the models; it bears this notation: Anonymous photograph of a dancer taken at the studio of Madame d'Ora (Dora Philippine Kallmus) in Vienna (1923). Gelatin silver print © Ullstein bild - IMAGNO



ALFRED WEIDINGER We must not forget that Klimt had been used to working with nude models for a long time. Not only at art school, where they did nude studies every day, but also with his colleagues at the Künstlercompagnie. So he had fifteen or twenty years’ practice, and was fully sensitised to the female body and spirit. For me, it was very interesting to realise, in doing my research, that whereas most of the female figures featured in the Künstlercompagnie ceilings are clothed, in the studies they are all nude. You will not find many drawings where the models are dressed. He had to know what happened with the body, and then he dressed it.

HERBERT LACHMAYER So Klimt’s artistic production was almost like a drug – painting the nude increased the voyeuristic appeal.

ALFRED WEIDINGER In this respect the Beethoven Frieze became his masterwork, because it was the fulfillment of everything that he wanted to do at this time in 1902. The 14th Vienna Secessionist exhibition was designed to celebrate the life and philosophy of Beethoven with the theme based on Richard Wagner’s interpretation of the 9th Symphony, and each Secession artist contributed to it. Klimt’s idea was to do a 30ft fresco. You have to wonder why was he doing a fresco – and with such huge dimensions? It was unheard of to be creating such a piece in Europe, for a show that was going to be on for only two months.

HERBERT LACHMAYER It was like a Hollywood production…

ALFRED WEIDINGER Or like a show in Las Vegas. It really was a grand act. In the frieze Klimt knew he could more or less fulfil his wishes. He had the power to do something on this scale, and Moll gave him that power. The Beethoven Frieze didn’t cause a scandal, though. Of course there were always art critics who wrote bad reviews of Klimt, but there were some who wrote good ones. He and the Secession artists knew they needed a reason to put images of nude women on the wall, and in Beethoven they found it.




ALFRED WEIDINGER Another difference is that Klimt uses all kinds of women in his frieze – young girls, old girls, awful women, beautiful women, fat women, thin women. The whole world of women is in the Beethoven Frieze. There are also a lot of penises in the painting, which, because of the distance from the floor level, many people miss. I was there a few weeks ago because we had to do some restoration work and when you are level with it, there they are – lots of penises. He painted them as ornament, but this was also a very brave and risky thing to do. He was gambling with the visitors – he was having fun with them. It is important to know that side of him.

HERBERT LACHMAYER In this respect he was a professional voyeur and knew, of course, what unconscious effects his images would evoke in the minds of his male audience. Klimt had his own erotic theatre in his studio at home.


The whole article is worth reading in it's entirety; so do so.

For more on Gustav Klimt & his works, see:

The Kiss: Klimt's painting takes me on a journey of self-discovery

Bedazzled: the great and sometimes scandalous artist Gustav Klimt

Gustav Klimt at Tate Liverpool: If it's Klimt's gleaming beauties you're after you won't find many at Tate Liverpool. But the new show has its own riches

Gustav Klimt: is his art worth £135m?

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Friday, July 11, 2008

High-Five Fridays #24

High-Five Fridays is still on hiatus; but I'm still playing.

1) Book collectors will enjoy this tantalizing review of Books: A Memoir, by Larry McMurtry. Here's a snippet:
A purpose of this memoir, Mr. McMurtry writes, is to “raise ghosts” of booksellers past, in the same way that Booked Up has become an “anthology” of their wares. In 1950, when Fourth Avenue was bookstore row, Manhattan had 175 bookstores. The online business that replaced them, Mr. McMurtry laments, is precise and efficient but lacks the human contact and serendipity of poring through shelves of dust in search of treasure.
2) An interview with David Farley, who wants to expose you to Napoleon's penis.

3) The debate on "the sensuality of children" continues in the Australian art world: one side, the other. Personally, I think concerned people need to take a real look at the definition of "sensual" and discover that it's not necessarily erotic; but I am glad to see this covered as a conversation.

4) The Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual Transgender (GLBT) Historical Society announced plans to open a new exhibit in the Castro district later this year -- if it can raise enough money. (Hint Hint) Kudos to Out in America for giving it press; a hand slap for not including an actual link to the historical society.

5) Thanks to Mark at Dinosaurs & Robots for noticing what goes on here.

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Tuesday, July 08, 2008

No, That Dashing Man's Not Gay


With such good looks and publicity which boasted of shopping for antiques in the shop of fellow actor and friend,Eddie Nugent it's easy to think this man was gay.


But Robert Montgomery wasn't gay; he fathered the adorable Elizabeth Montgomery too.

For more on Robert Montgomery, visit the online shrines of Classic Montgomery and Earl Of Hollywood.

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BDSM On XXBN

From Gracie at Sex-Kitten:
Ever wonder what Gloria Brame would say? Now you can find out, live.

I'm very excited to have Dr. Gloria Brame on Cult of Gracie Radio Wednesday, July 9th (at 9 P.M. central), on XXBN ~ and not just because she calls me "the divine Gracie Passette --sex-kitten and all around erotic goddess" either. *wink*

As you know (or ought to!), Gloria's a licensed clinical sexologist, leading international authority on BDSM and fetish sex, and a wise-cracking kinky person. What's not to love?

You can find out more about Gloria right here at Sex-Kitten.net: Gloria Brame Discusses Sexual Freedom in America, BDSM in Film, as well as the review of her book. More information on Gloria is available at her website, GloriaBrame.com, and her blog, Inside the mind of Gloria Brame.

Click here to listen to the show live, and call in with your comments and questions for Gloria at 1 (646) 200-3136.

Image shown here was found at Gloria's blog; check it out, if you aren't already a fan like I am.

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The Boxer & The Speed Skater

Pop Tart at KKC, alerted me to this article at the Sandusky Library Archives History blog on boxer George "Johnny" Nichols who was apparently briefly married to speed skater Chatherine "Kit" Klein:
The New York Times reported in 1935 that the national speed skating champion had married George Nichols, a boxer from Sandusky, but they had never actually lived together.


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Friday, July 04, 2008

High-Five Fridays #23

High-Five Fridays is still on hiatus; but I'm still playing.

1) Ethan Persoff posted about "me" -- well, this blog, anyway -- and I'm so tickled.

2) More for those who find the brainy sexy: Our Fair Kari.

3) You may have see this elsewhere, but still... Finding books which hide the private Polaroid porn is cool. (Via Sex Is A Red-Blooded Thing who added his 2-cents.)

4) Reflecting on the Good Old Days: A Reality Check, a review of Otto L. Bettmann's The Good Old Days – They Were Terrible! (I wonder if there's a chapter on sex?)

5) Think you know your Casanova?
In the classic eighteenth-century sense, Casanova is a poor example of a libertine in that he had so little interest in conquest or coercion. He was no Valmont or de Sade. He is outclassed ten to one by his fictional alter ego Don Giovanni with his catalogue of 1800 conquests. Casanova's is not a compulsion or sex addiction. Indeed, he might not register at all as having a "Casanova" complex in the sense in which the term is used today. Rather, he enjoyed the game of love and seduction, a sport or art of unsurpassed fashionability in the generation that preceded the French Revolution. He narrates affairs, rather than one-night stands. Romantically, he was indefatigable.

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Thursday, July 03, 2008

Another Lesson From Porn


In male fantasies, the myth of "the sexy lesbian happening" is bountiful. I discuss them -- and more -- in Of Pillow Fights & Panty Showing at Sex-Kitten.Net.

The question is, "Vintage or not, what have you learned from your porn today?"

Photo from this Rodox gallery.

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Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Obsessed With Wonder Woman

Images from the Wonder Woman Collection created by Wonderwomancollector at CQ.




Includes a set of production sketches from opening titles of the Wonder Woman television show starring Lynda Carter.

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Silver Lady Uncovered

Cruising the Collectors' Quest community I found "Silver lady" from Metal art by Barry2952:
This sculpture by Raymond Parmenter is solid silver. It was commissioned by the infamous Hunt brother who tried to corner the silver market. They made a lot of people a lot of money and had 50 of these made as gifts for their largest investors. The woman I acquired it from left it covered for 20 years so her grandson wouldn't see the nudity. I've let it patina to a natural shade.

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Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Otto Peltzer Really Ran Cross Country; But Then With The Nazis, So Would You

Otto Peltzer was a German track hero in the Twenties, was vilified and jailed for his sexuality in the Thirties, survived a death camp in the Forties, then found a remarkable new life in the Sixties. Tim Pears tells the unknown story of the world-record holder who stayed true to the amateur ideal in Otto the strange: The champion who defied the Nazis.

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Monday, June 30, 2008

120 Years Ago In New Zealand

40-year-old Joseph Fletcher said to 20-year-old Jacob Crawford "All right, you young bugger, we'll have a fuck too'. Crawford said 'Alright, put it up my bloody arse, Joe."

A year later, in 1889, Robert Gant, a photographer resident in the Wairarapa, was taking photographs of himself and his friends dressed in drag enacting women's tea-parties, the Chinese porcelain tea pot forever poised, unpouring, above the cup.
From Why you should read 'Mates & Lovers'.

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Saturday, June 28, 2008

69 Ways To Insult Your Dishclout


There may be 50 ways to leave your lover, Paul Simon; but Pornokrates researched 69 ways to say "whore".

Funny, but I don't see "wife" anywhere on that list.

However, "Moon-Eyed Hen" is, and it means "A squinting whore".

And I think we all know why she squints.

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Discovering Pap Smears At The Laundromat, On The Next Virginia Graham Show

It's hard to imagine I was just 5 years old when my mom used to fluff & fold with her friends -- and discuss uterine cancer. Oh wait, that's not one of my memories; that was a "hip" comic put out by the American Cancer Society in 1969.


While this comic seems strange, the premise that ladies do talk about such things isn't. And though it's campy just for the tones of the time (the black lady gets to be the music judge, they call themselves "girls" rather than "ladies" or "women", etc. etc. etc.), it's the comic style which rather reduces the health propaganda to silliness. Small speaking bubbles are limiting, and the style is overly dramatic. The real problem is what 1969 woman was reading comics? Teens? Sure. But they didn't hang out at laundromats --because they didn't do their own laundry.


The celeb endoresment on the back is Virginia Graham. Graham wrote for radio soaps, eventually hosting her first radio talk show in 1951 and then succeeding Margaret Truman (in 1956) as co-host of the NBC radio show Weekday with Mike Wallace -- and then became a daytime television talk show host, including for Girl Talk (1962–1969) and the Virginia Graham Show.


Having survived her own battle with cervical cancer in the 50's, and openly spoke about it, becoming a spokesperson for the American Cancer Society. (Graham also started the Cerebral Palsy Foundation along with 13 other women.) Jokes on the connection between cervical cancer and smoking aside, it is said (by the not-always-so-accurate Wiki) that while Graham was very vocal on smoking cessation, when she was asked what she would do if she knew the world would end tomorrow, she replied that she would smoke.

I wonder if this is true -- but that the politically correct world of today has to remove that bit from Graham's record. Then again, there is little on Graham. (Something for me to work on, huh.)

Just to be clear, this Virginia Graham is not the Virginia Graham of the Manson trial.

The 60's were confusing; I'm just trying to help.

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Friday, June 27, 2008

George Carlin: Sexy Genius

This feels like an obligatory George Carlin post, and that saddens me.

Carlin belongs here because he was one sexy piece of beefcake. Nothing, and I mean nothing, turns me -- and I dare say most women -- on more than a man with a fiercely intelligent sense of humor (a quick wit will often make up for any other short -or quick!- comings a man might have); unless it's a man willing to stand up for what he believes in.



Oh, how I wish he would have met me & showed his belief by standing up at full attention.

He made ponytails on men sexy, damnit. And yes, upon hearing of his death, I used all seven of those words.



I want to do the man right for all the years he's pleased me, but a man of his level has been written about "everywhere" and I feel that mixture of, "What can I possibly add?" and "How won't this bore you, the reader?"

Thankfully, Learning To Share posted this extremely grand post, full of Carlin sentiments I share:
It was a safe bet that we'd see lots of remembrances of comedian George Carlin after his death last weekend.

I've found it a little shocking how much 'official' reportage seemed to really not 'get' Carlin at all - - and yet there they were, using his 1972 'Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television' as a main focus, and missing the breadth of a diverse career that began long before and stayed vital for the 3-plus decades following.

A couple of nice exceptions that I enjoyed were Jerry Seinfeld's short and sweet op-ed piece in the New York Times, and a GREAT post at WFMU's Beware of the Blog that concerns itself with Carlin's early comedy career, from his partnership with Jack Burns and early ventures in television.

Several links are provided to video clips from 1965 through 1972, including an appearance on the game show 'What's My Line', the strange sight of a Carlin introduction from Jimmy Durante, and much more.

It is from those links (specifically here) that I found this great clip of George Carlin on Playboy After Dark.



(Bonus points for Boobie Barbi Benton!)



He will be missed.

And I hope he'll be watching over us.

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Pinup Collection

High-Five Fridays #22

High-Five Fridays is still on hiatus; but I'm still playing.

1) The Headless Werewolf finds Vampirella in his comics haul.

2) Slip of a Girl talks about sex history & lingerie as family heirlooms.

3) Dark Roasted Blend shows us lovely ladies of yesteryear.

4) Found In Mom's Basement shows us the amazing vintage ad shown at the left. I have only one question: Is it always illegal to kill stupid advertising guys?

5) A huge high-five to Will (of Hang Fire Books), for helping me get Pop Tart a belated birthday gift. I selected the Sunshine Biscuit ephemera (found in a first edition of the Kinsey report) with the a wacky signed note from Verce of Hexperience. Absolutely love it! So thanks -- and next time I'll have to buy something *wink*

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Thursday, June 26, 2008

Sea Of Parted Legs


One Leg Leads to Another is a gallery of graphics using the view through a person's parted legs -- via Thingsville, US.

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Qui Est Mady Ciceron?


I do know Mady Ciceron is not at la bibliothèque...

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Monday, June 23, 2008

Mermaids

In belated honor of the Coney Island Mermaid parade -- and my continuing love affair with mermaids...


Via Collectors' Quest.



From an Etsy shop, via iKonic Vintage.

And don't forget to see the merman, complete with genitalia, at Gloria Brame's!

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Stone You Might Like To Bone

Friday, June 20, 2008

The Four Types Of Women In Film

From STUPOR STUPOROUS's Women in Film:
In a study of the films from the 1930s to 1970s, historians have categorized four dominant types of roles that women played. The first one is the “Pillar of Virtue” types played by Doris Day or Julie Andrews. This category also features mothers and mammies such as Hattie McDaniel’s character in “Gone with the Wind.” The “Glamour Girl” range from sex goddesses such as Marilyn Monroe in “Bus Stop” to femme fatales such as Marlene Dietrich in “Blonde Venus.” The “Emotive Woman” is the sexually frustrated Rosalind Russell in “Picnic” and the seductive Elizabeth Taylor in “Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.” Thus, the last category, the “Independent” woman or the Katharine Hepburn type, is Barbara Streisand in “Funny Girl,” or Jane Fonda in “Klute,” the liberated woman. Throughout much of film history, women have been depicted as manipulative, sexually repressed, or sexually overt. There was also a lack of sisterhood and films with women interacting with other women in a positive light. In the 1950s, especially, we witnessed an era of “reaffirming male dominance and female subservience; movies showed women as breasts and buttocks, again idealizing women who were ‘pretty, amusing, and childish,’” (Butler, 145). Much of this female contempt has endured and remained, although it may not be as obvious as the previous decades. Nowadays, we see more sensationalized sexual roles for women as the trend began in the 70s. Women now are also shown as waifs similar to the 60s trend, which was a severe contrast to the idea image of the 50s. All in all, women are becoming an endangered species in films and taking increasingly less leading roles.

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High-Five Fridays #21

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Erotic Parodies By Massey

I am completely charmed by these funny & naughty nostalgic works by Ralph Massey. The Humpty Dumpty & Tinkerbell piece is cute, but it's the risque whimsy of Punch & Judy that has me wishing that you'll send money.



Both pieces are poly-resin, c. 1980, & available at Eroticrarities.

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Naughty Retro Treasure Chest Coin Bank

A real coin-slut:
Instructions say to press button and her hand lifts her skirt and you see words that say...more money please...on her thigh. Put in a coin and then her other hand lowers her dress to expose her breasts which light up. In good condition, but not working (it has been sitting in storage a long time) and has small pressure crack on rear of red base. At least 20 years old.
Found at SMS Noveltiques, via Collectors' Quest.

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The Bonds Of B-Movie Queen Michelle Bauer

Michelle Bauer is known as July 1981's Penthouse Pet, for her work on the Playboy Channel, and, after auditioning for Fred Olen Ray, as a queen of scream for her roles in B-films such as The Tomb, Vampire Vixens from Venus, and Dinosaur Island.



You might be more familiar with her from the campy Cafe Flesh -- shown here in a relatively clean (but O-so-fun!) clip:



But did you also know she was Pia Sands, legendary in retro bondage films?




When the B-film career took off, she was getting divorced and he then filed a lawsuit requesting she not use his last name, Bauer, for her films. In 1988, for Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers, she tried using the name Michelle McClellen (McClellen was the last name of her second husband), but the press continued to use Bauer, and so her first husband eventually relented & consented.

She also worked under the names Pia Snow and Kim Bittner, and when you add up all the titles, it's pretty clear to see she did perform in more than the trashy topless films she is generally interviewed regarding -- and note that bondage films like Rope Burn didn't make her barefacts list.

(Most of Bauer's bondage films are available in DVD compilations -- for fans and collectors, see this page on how to match feature titles with current bondage film compilations.)

In fact, she's bared more & dared more than she actually admits to in interviews. Like in this interview at Evil Dread, where Cafe Flesh is mentioned, but as you can see, is downplayed greatly:

Did you have a limit as to how far you would go?

Michelle Bauer: I know when I was doing the men's magazines, I was married to Mr. Bauer at the time and he preferred that I did not do any layouts with men for the stills. So I refrained from that. There's maybe, if anybody looked and searched , there's only very few magazine layouts that I did with another guy. It was all with other women. And then when I got into the B movies it was just an occupational hazard. You had love scenes with guys and you had love scenes with girls. And full frontal was a requirement. I you weren't gonna do it somebody else was gonna. You were defeating your own purpose if you weren't. You completely trusted the people you were working with and working for. No one was going to ask you to do anything out of the ordinary other than act like you're making love to this guy. Okay, I can do that. No I never had a problem with it.
And then there's the back-peddling...
During your career you've acted mainly in B movies. Have you ever wanted to break into the mainstream and become the next Meryl Streep as an example?

MB: I don't think that's possible. First of all, I don't think I'm good enough. Second of all, I wouldn't want things in the past that I've done, that I'm ashamed of, to come out and I know that they would. I think that's hindered me and kept me back from ever wanting to pursue that. I just don't think I have the ability. I don't have what it takes.
According to this interview, Michelle had announced her retirement from film. And the photo below is of Bauer at at 1990's Chiller Con (click the link and read the comments as they are priceless). The "going out of business" signs are ominous, aren't they?



Or maybe that was just a sales ploy. Because she's been in films as recently as 2008 -- and in 2006 under the McClellen moniker too. Perhaps another try at rebranding? Well, not if 2004's Tomb of the Werewolf is any indication.


In the film she plays Elizabeth Bathory (Countess Erzsebet Bathori, who killed 612 women -- and documented the death of each).

Here's what one reviewer had to say about the film:
"Tomb of the Werewolf" is about breasts. Naked female breasts. It is not about a Tomb or a Werewolf. There is a wolf man running around but he's just filler until the next breast scene.
And that's a good review -- from a fan of Bauer, boobies, and Bauer's boobies.

But if the film doesn't seem to give Bauer her acting due, it's even worse for poor Bathory who was supposed to get her film revenge in Tomb of the Werewolf by her 14th cousin (16 times removed), Fred Olen Ray. I guess Bauer fared better than Bathory.

And Bauer's bared better.

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