Diapatches from Nowhere 11.22.05
There is this woman whose journal I read, and the other day she told us (her readers) that she felt sexy.
Then, she said she realized that she had been wearing the same pair of red lace panties for 2 days. I know you are sitting there thinking:
"eww"
Closely followed by:
"What the hell is depressoboy doing reading a woman that posts about 2 day old panties?"
It's not the panties that are the issue here - but rather, what it is that makes us feel sexy. She talks about it more in her post (which is here incidentally. read the comments.) As a guy - I don't define how I feel as sexy.
I might say that I am a sexy bitch, but that is a play off of a comment I got from a friend once. It comes from the same place as being called a delicate flower. (Don’t ask - or do, if you feel the need. I reserve the right to say nothing.)
Where was I?
Sexy.
Right.
(Hold on sparky - I’m getting to it)
Sexy is not skimpier and skimpier thong panties that require double sided tape to hold in place as Victoria's Secret has tried to tell us. Now, please don't misunderstand me - I like lingerie (on women. perverts) - but that is sort of beside the point. Sexy is whatever that bit of ephemera that often eludes us is. Sexy is a mindset. But we all know this. And if not, we should.
Do men feel sexy? I don't. I might feel attractive and ... whatever. But I don't know that you will find a man that describes himself as sexy. I can feel attractive. I can make myself feel attractive. But I don't feel sexy. I feel alive after a run and... "Awake" in the morning. But I still don't feel sexy. This is not a complaint, but an observation. I see sexy, but I am not sexy.
Anyway, maybe she has a point. Maybe 2 day old panties are symbolic of that nasty side in us all (OK. Maybe not all of us. Shut it.) that occasionally feels ... primal when dirty. I'm not talking like woke up in the morning after sleeping all night, morning breath dirty. I'm talking hard labor, sweaty, funky smelling, and primal urge nasty. It's that part we all try to deny, but pop culture and marketing will help me prove my point.
A few years back there was a diet coke commercial wherein the woman would stop at a particular window at 11 o'clock or so to ogle some buffed up construction worker when he took off his shirt to cool down. The shots of him were soft focus and sweaty, in warm colors. It was like porn without the sex.
And men? I have a friend that once said that his (now ex) wife would "fuck me like she hated me".
Do I need to say more?
Maybe it's not the funk that is attractive - but rather what it means. Do you follow what I'm saying? It's a throwback. It is something that grabs us on a baser level. It awakens something in us. It awakens something primal, sexual, and in some respects, an animalistic desire. Maybe something we forgot. At the very least, it is something that makes us feel alive. Something that is so completely out of sync with societal expectations and completely in touch with our humanity.
Now go take a shower you dirty hippie.
Then, she said she realized that she had been wearing the same pair of red lace panties for 2 days. I know you are sitting there thinking:
"eww"
Closely followed by:
"What the hell is depressoboy doing reading a woman that posts about 2 day old panties?"
It's not the panties that are the issue here - but rather, what it is that makes us feel sexy. She talks about it more in her post (which is here incidentally. read the comments.) As a guy - I don't define how I feel as sexy.
I might say that I am a sexy bitch, but that is a play off of a comment I got from a friend once. It comes from the same place as being called a delicate flower. (Don’t ask - or do, if you feel the need. I reserve the right to say nothing.)
Where was I?
Sexy.
Right.
(Hold on sparky - I’m getting to it)
Sexy is not skimpier and skimpier thong panties that require double sided tape to hold in place as Victoria's Secret has tried to tell us. Now, please don't misunderstand me - I like lingerie (on women. perverts) - but that is sort of beside the point. Sexy is whatever that bit of ephemera that often eludes us is. Sexy is a mindset. But we all know this. And if not, we should.
Do men feel sexy? I don't. I might feel attractive and ... whatever. But I don't know that you will find a man that describes himself as sexy. I can feel attractive. I can make myself feel attractive. But I don't feel sexy. I feel alive after a run and... "Awake" in the morning. But I still don't feel sexy. This is not a complaint, but an observation. I see sexy, but I am not sexy.
Anyway, maybe she has a point. Maybe 2 day old panties are symbolic of that nasty side in us all (OK. Maybe not all of us. Shut it.) that occasionally feels ... primal when dirty. I'm not talking like woke up in the morning after sleeping all night, morning breath dirty. I'm talking hard labor, sweaty, funky smelling, and primal urge nasty. It's that part we all try to deny, but pop culture and marketing will help me prove my point.
A few years back there was a diet coke commercial wherein the woman would stop at a particular window at 11 o'clock or so to ogle some buffed up construction worker when he took off his shirt to cool down. The shots of him were soft focus and sweaty, in warm colors. It was like porn without the sex.
And men? I have a friend that once said that his (now ex) wife would "fuck me like she hated me".
Do I need to say more?
Maybe it's not the funk that is attractive - but rather what it means. Do you follow what I'm saying? It's a throwback. It is something that grabs us on a baser level. It awakens something in us. It awakens something primal, sexual, and in some respects, an animalistic desire. Maybe something we forgot. At the very least, it is something that makes us feel alive. Something that is so completely out of sync with societal expectations and completely in touch with our humanity.
Now go take a shower you dirty hippie.
posted by depressoboy at 3:11 PM
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