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June 02, 2010
Skimpier. Lacier. Sexier. Pushier.
Seems to be on the rise these days.
No less than sacrosanct Miss USA contestants were wearing revealing lingerie for a recent photo shoot.
Venus Williams was turning heads at the French Open last week with her lacy lingerie inspired tennis dress.
Dita Von Teese continues to tease for her Wonderbra lingerie line with smaller panties and bras that are discreetly installed with quick-release magnetic clasps.
Well, it all behooves us to ask, what's going on—and coming off.
"It’s not about doing it for your lover," Dita says, "It's about embracing womanhood."
Maybe it's that simple.
“Lingerie” derives from the French word 'linge' for linen. While it applies in France to all undergarments for either sex, it was originally introduced into the English language as a euphemism for scandalous underclothing.
(Negligee, from the French "neglect," is mainly for the boudoir though it strays occasionally.)
Where did it all start?
I'll be brief.
With men, the loincloth.
Except for pondering the age old question—what do men wear under their kilts—women's undergarments are far more fascinating.
We do know that women of Crete, around 2000 B.C, wore a tight whalebone corset and breasts were bared.
Definitely ahead of the curve.
In the medieval era, it was all about concealing breasts and women would decorate their flattened chests with little bells.
“Come and get it?”
The Renaissance brought a renewed focus on curves, and many women actually passed out from the excessive constriction at the waist.
By the end of the 18th century, doctors, (the ones that had wives) finally got the message and were speaking out about the health hazards of corsets.
Herminie Cadolle in 1905, invented the brassiere, and was quickly followed by stockings, garters and more than a few men.
The flapper period silhouette was smooth and curve-free.
In the 1930s we discovered women had a figure and the girdle was born.
Even though thongs are the fastest selling women's underwear, African tribal people and Japanese fundoshi wore them as their only garment around 2000 years ago.
Sisqo's "Thong Song," singing about—the thong, th-thong, thong, thong may have put it over the top.
I’m all for anything that makes women feel good about themselves.
Being that it was predominately us male idiots that subjected women to all sorts of confinement in the first place.
Feel free to be as revealing as you like on the subject.

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What do you think of the thong?
I LOVE the adds that say 'Ladies lingerie half off'
I recently saw a highway bill board that declared: "YOUR WIFE IS HOT!" They woman depicted was in quarter view and silhouette.
It was an ad for an air condition service.
I always thought that Victoria's Secret was actually that she wasn't wearing anything underneath
Legend has it that the world was once run by priestesses, and then large-scale revolts by murderous half-witted men put an end to that. Lilith became Yahweh. The oaks were cut down (again). Women got shoved into the kitchens (or the ovens, if they protested too much). And so the Earth (named for a goddess, you know) turned on its belly and went to sleep.
But now the world is being roused. There are emblems of its rage erupting, shall we say, all over. I daresay that we should be paying attention to Her. She Who Must Be Obeyed seems displeased with her bastard offspring.
But while we ponder and/or pass on observing the general displeasure of Mother Earth, we can at least dally a while in the appreciation of her resonant form - the Woman.
I'm a huge fan of women in general. I even married one. Some people use the term "MILF" as if it's a mythically unattainable creature of lore. I just point to my own (because we have three children). "That one's MINE, boys. Weep at your leisure."
There should be MUCH more room in our culture for the worship of all things feminine. And I don't mean the prurient sniveling that passes for something akin to appreciation, or lust. I mean a deep-seated recognition that you ain't nuthin' without the Mother who gave birth to you. And there should be laws on the books that elevate motherhood to a Function of State. Motherhood is that important. But, regrettably, its important in this culture the same way that "education" is important, such that when the going gets tough the first budgets to get axed are those of the schools. You all know what I'm saying. Honored in the breach.
The pendulum, it needs a little push. I'm a patient man, but I'm not going to wait that much longer for our society to stop its genuinely woman-hating ways and get back to loving the Mothers that raised it.
And it's the women in lingerie, bless them all, who become the Mothers. And before that, those lovely Birds of Paradise were daughters (cue the John Mayer tune), and I have two daughters of my own.
It is not an impossibility, nor even a stretch of the healthy mind, for a man to hold in his imagination the image of daughter-woman-lover-mother. The fact that most men cannot do it without something making them uncomfortable is the very symptom of the disorders that I wish were cured. The clichéd image of the father glaring at his daughter's suitor is a pathetic outcome of a world where women are property, rather than the whole kaboodle. The Goddess is not the co-pilot. She's the PLANE. In other words, the healthy mind is aware of a person's place in time. When we are children, we should behave like children and be cared for by our parents. When we are grown, we should become as grown people and take on the mantle of our adult responsibilities. And when we are old, we should dedicate ourselves to raising the next generations as best we can, with love and care for their place in the (sorry for this, but Disney & Elton John got it right, y'know) Circle of Life.
And this is why you just can't look at lingerie and appreciate it for the slightly barky feeling you get (if you're a man). Y'know, that little piece of Sylvania. A druid's wake-up. Oak in the morning? WOOD, my boy. That outstandingly precise curve of a woman's hip as it plunges beneath the seam of her chimerical lingerie is nothing more than the trace of time through an Einsteinian Continuum (because space and time bend, y'know, much like other things).
Lingerie. It's not just underwear. It isn't just a Come Hither glance wrapped in Belgian lace. It is the very fiber of Existence, the warp and woof of Space and Time. Ponder THAT on your next blind date.
more on the honor rollMr. Isles: Bravo...Bravo...please tell me more. "morning? WOOD"...sometimes, but less so now that the threshold of fifty years has been breached. MILF...I too have the privilege to be married to one. Funny how as one gets older many things turn one eighty...including the view and appreciation for the fairer sex. If we are fortunate, our caveman lust of youth is polished to a oneness that has little to do with procreation and more to do with enlightenment. I pity those of the male sex that won't or can't mature.
INDEED, we ol' fa*ts...my appreciation of the finely turned smile eyes has replaced the desire to posses the finely turned hip, but as a mammal by birth,and male by chance of fate,I still find my wondering EYE attracted to that wisp,that ephemeral sway, that...that...undefinable,yet totally recognizable "it".... . Mirrored sunglasses. The very thing to keep you civil
To All: I just finished going over Monday's postings. Having spent Sunday and Monday being with family camping and away from internet portals. Our son is currently a Naval Aviator having served in Iraq twice. He now serves stateside and peacefully with his wife and two children, soon to be three. We are too proud for words. Our daughter is raising a daughter on her own having lost her mate and the father of her daughter to a tragic accident. Our granddaughter is now six years old and lost her Dad when she was just two months old. Monday was a special rememberance day for her. She has become more questioning as to her Dad and why he had to leave. She felt compelled to have us all go to his grave so she could lay a wreath and a toy on his stone. No military funeral could have had the impact that that simple act from a six year old girl missing a father she never new had on us all. Even though he didn't serve his passing is no less tragic and saddening. Memorial Day is not only for those fallen in battle but for all who have fallen. We celebrate their lives and hold dear their memories.
Somewhere, I have a Vicorian Treatise on the Evils of Corsets, purchased in a second hand bookshop after I opened it randomly & read half a page by which time I was cackling like a demented chicken.
I wouldn't elevate my assortment of undergarments to the status of lingerie. Many years ago, I decided that "any colour, as long as it's black" would be the rule, as there's something very depressing about once-white bras & knickers that have become launderette grey. How do they conspire to all fall apart at the same time so you can't find a pair in the drawer that has passably functioning elastic?
Ladies, let's not allow the boys to have this page to themselves today. I gave my man silk boxer shorts one Christmas, cost a fortune but it was worth it. (Wink wink)
anybody else remember the phrase "quitcher grinnin and drop yer linen" ?
Hazel: You vixen you...I'm sure you're just as alluring in "launderette grey" as in black. Elastic or not...
RY~ in similar vein to your comment, Australian man's idea of foreplay is "Get 'em off, Shiela!"
Every time I see a Girl in a thong, it makes me wonder if it is time to buy more Dental Floss ...
Heard a tale about a Burmese cat that lived in a high-rise apartment. During the day, his "hunting" forays involved balcony-hopping into neighbouring apartments & bringing home ladies's panties as "prey". The exasperated owner had to put a basket-full of said garments in the lobby with an apologetic explanatory note.
My very fastidious & prim elderly spinster neighbour used to hang her brilliant white Aertex knickers on the clothes line, each pair pegged neatly behind a tea-towel, presumably to spare my husband's blushes! Sweet.
Anybody out there old enough to remember a garment of torture known as a liberty bodice?
Mr Peterman, I beg to differ, mainly because the alternative is more amusing. The inventor of the bra was Otto Titslinger.
One of my favorite sewing projects was a Victorian corset. I love the rows of stitching with the (steel) boning and the (steel) busk for the front closure. The back has grommets and laces up. I only wore it once as I don't like tight...take your breath away tight....but after making it I had to at least put it on. It isn't a lacy corset, but made of cotton twill and binding. It has a wonderful feel and look to it. I thought seriously of making them to sell, there is a market for them, but the busks and boning supplies are expensive and I don't really want to do custom work. Anyway, it's the kind of detailed sewing that I like.
Hazel, I've made silk boxers for my son who is 6'6"....and even kept a couple pairs for myself...they come down to my knees.....very comfy....I like comfy. Again you've made me smile with your posts.
Jonathan Isles... I'm impressed
Ivan, if the thong fits well, it's like having nothing on, so thongs are very comfortable to wear....and no panty lines.
KC...I'm so glad your son is home safe and sound. I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your son-in-law. Your daughter and granddaughter are fortunate to have you in their lives.
karma swim swami,
Actually, Victoria's secret is that she's really a man.
Why waste money on a skimpy little string of fabric?
GO COMMANDO!!!
The movie "Barbed Wire" was released in 1996. It received little critical acclaim, being a shamelessly remade "Casablanca," only set in almost comic book format, and supposedly reflecting life in America after the rule of government had been replaced by anarchy, the only "government" being gestapo thugs, battling revolutionaries who hoped to restore truth, justice, and the American way. Pamela Anderson, recruited from "Baywatch," had few credentials other than enormous silicone breasts. She wore a corset cinched to the point that her waist was only 17" & she supposedly got super skinny by consuming massive quantities of powder cocaine. When she became ill, most blamed the drugs. Me? I carefully studied the problem, and came up with a dual diagnosis:
1. Oxygen deprivation, a 17" waist also of necessity compressed her lungs' air intake;
2. Those enormous silicone-enhanced breasts probably accounted for 40% of her body weight,
meaning that laws of physics & gravity combined, she was top-heavy & unstable on
her feet......but not due to drugs.
BOXERS.......just in case anyone was wondering. He said briefly
Never could understand the thong thing. Tried 'em, hated 'em.
What I find amusing is the lingerie that my husband wants to buy for me. On the rare occasion that he's actually gone through with the purchase, and I've tried to wear it... well, it lasts about as long as the average drag race. And the resulting tussle is about as romantic.
At least they never get worn out.
I agree with Hazel. A bra could only have been invented by a man (the name is fabulous). My fellow females will most likely know what I mean. Comfort and style in such things are relatively new developments and my 'twins' are grateful to be living in this age.
I'm glad to see quite a number of male feminists among us. I wish it were so among more Easterners. Thank you for your, uh, support, guys!
HELLO, Shandonista - or should I call you Nicholas? There's a time & a place for everything ... I used to get a bit worried when my man was using the lawn mower & strimmer in the nude.
Is everyone ready for a tune? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rcUsFatXw4 Validating Jonathan Isles as best I can offer.
Hands up everybody who could don a pair of black lacy panties & look like the flat-bellied, air-brushed model in the top of page pic. Ooooh, it's gone quiet in here!
Shandonista, I used to go commando, but it was during a period in which I wore very rough and heavy canvas Carhartt work shorts every day (and worked very hard in them, like I'm still doing, just not in those shorts, and now wearing tidy whities). I developed some callouses in the most alarming and difficult-to-get-rid-of places. A cautionary tale. Maybe a prehensile one.
Thanks for the kind words, you all, dang it. I get blushy.
Rapid Girl: Prominently displayed refrigerator magnets at my home:
"Behind every great woman, there is a good little man"
-and-
{courtesy of my former wife}
God grant me the patience to change the men I can,
The aim to shoot the men I can't,
And the wisdom to know the difference."
In 2000, after a day in London seeing the Dome and Harrods, where my friends and I got eclair's, we were in the Victoria train station to return to Bognor Regis.
While waiting I decided to use the facilities for lady's.
Upon rearranging my clothes I found the elastic shot (HAZEL this is for you). A most inconvenient time for this kind of mishap. I returned to the platform commando where we sat an ate our eclairs and waited for our train.
Lucky for me I was wearing a longish jumper and not one of those '60 micro minis out of my past.
Hazel, I've NEVER looked even close to as "perfect" as the airbrushed model, even before I had five kids.
Regarding bras---maybe one day the designers will realize that even those of us with small "girls" need proper support, not just decoration or augmentation.
Regarding corsets---I have worn them several times in the course of doing Living History, both Victorian (1880s/1890s) and Renaissance. The 17 inch waist may have been fashionable, but women who actually worked in the home and out in the world instead of draping themselves on a fainting couch never bothered to force themselves that tiny. A properly made corset should never have the edges meet when laced up properly, and the edges should be the same distance apart from top to bottom.
Done right, a corset can actually be very comfortable to support the bust and the back. That said, I don't want to wear one every day! *grin*
My Darling Man, when I asked if he would prefer I purchase "sexier" underthings, told me that it didn't matter what I wore or didn't wear; he thought I was the sexiest and most wonderful woman in the world. *blush* After 22 years of marriage and five kids (with associated tolls on the figure), it's sure lovely to hear that! :)
Jonathan Isles~ I really enjoyed your early post. My toes are now curling at the thought of abrasive work shorts on your dangly bits.
Thanks for the music, paolos!
The U.S. has been so schizoid about sex. The far right especially rant and rave and then get caught in scandals. Everybody gets caught in scandals but its funnier when the hypocrites do it. You have to understand, however, that the Roman Empire thought they had it all together, relaxed mores (as if they needed to) let down their guard and eventually fell. There are people who take religion very seriously and want to wipe out all of us heathens who appreciate our freedom to do pretty much whatever we want as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else. Beware those with "zealot" written all over them.
Bert -- lovely post! I do not speak up often, and as some others, I read as often as I can>
You, Hazel, are a delight---thank you for being such a LADY!
One of these days I shall complete my profile and truly be a JP blogger!
Gracias,, all.
"It's not about doing it for your lover," Dita says, "It's about embracing womanhood."
I have been saying that for most of my adult life.
It is not about a man...although they have a hard time believing that.
It is about me, and how I perceive myself. There is an amazing sense of empowerment in lingerie for me. It is frilly and lacy and silky. It is utterly FEMALE. It makes me feel good. It makes me look good. It is the devil in the details that define my character.
and in the employment line, the man was asked for previous experience. He stated he had been a Diesel fitter. When the employment counselor could not find that in the manual,asked "what is a Diesel Fitter?" . The man responded "I worked for a lingerie company, I would look at the panties,look at the woman,and say Diesel fitter"
Okay, no more games. that's me up there in those black lace panties. Yes me.I am soooooooooo tired hiding behind my stunning physique; I decided to come clean w/ you, my friends.
Don't hate me because I am beautiful........
I am also : the Queen of England, married to Ron Popeil, the inventor of the printing press, a noted gymnast, aan award winning bass fisherwoman, a dog whisperer, the heiress to the Estee Lauder fortune, can spin popcorn into gold, and a lover of corndogs..........
BWAAAAAAAAAAAAhahahahaha.................
DAMNSELFLY...... so elegantly put my dear! I completely concur. A woman dresses, perfumes, moisturizes, and accessorizes for herself and in the process pleases all she encounters; men and women, and children alike. it is our gift to the world.
HAZEL.... My sister in law has a most amazing body, no airbrushing required. Truly stunning women need no airbrushing. Sigh................... Actually, no one should be airbrushed.
JI..... a genuine lover of women is a wonderful thing. A lover of your own woman is utterly beautiful!
PL...... I was just going to PM you to ask. Thank you for clearing that up.............
RY == Just when I thought the ties that bind would loosen and I could discreetly walk away, there you are with a belly-laugh post, soon to shared with cohorts at the senior center bridge gathering! Merci.
My wife refers to her bras as double barrel slingshots.
When our daughters were teens ,in the days of minis and micro minis we wanted them to be '"in style" but still retain a bit of modesty we would remind them on ocassion that one of a girls best weapons was a boys immigation. Now with teenage daughters of their own they both have told us they give the same advice .
Lingerie?
I prefer the original.
Fig leaves.
Rapid Girl :glad you have joined this little network. I've always enjoyed being in the company of fast women.
Fig leaves? The original edible underwear?
and what about that edible underwear, in an assortment of flavors
Da nada, Hazel. I have another in the till, if anyone is up for it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPVgKoruWdA&feature=related and a story to tell...On a flight from Atlanta to Traverse City, at spring break (not mine but theirs) I was seated directly behind three students who attended a local university whose name I won't mention. These young men who were enrolled at this renowned technical institute were openly gay and happy to be on spring break. One discussed his reason for attending this particular school and I remember well his exact words because the boys are so cute. I am not being judgmental here, I am just setting the table. Seated directly in front of these gentlemen, there was a very pretty young lady wearing (I remember as if it was yesterday) a plain white blouse and a red and black plaid wool skirt. I had a connecting flight out of Milwaukee and was somewhat surprised that the three gay caballeros and the young lady were on the same puddle jumper. Boarding out of Milwaukee for Traverse City required ascending the rolling staircase and I stood in line behind these three students when it struck me that this young lady would be ascending those stairs ahead of them. I anticipated that their reaction would be completely different from mine...I was openly praying to the lord of the wind and the rain to send just a gust, just a breeze, just enough of a breath of air to lift the skirt just a tad. At the end of my petition I took note of these three young gentlemen and watched as their collective gaze followed this young beauty up the staircase. I heard from them a collective WOW as the good lord honored my petition and sent just enough of a breeze to billow out the young lady's skirt. It was what Joyce would perceive as an Epiphany. She brushed the skirt down with sincere indifference. I offered my thanks to the lord of the wind and the rain and trudged up behind the younger folk. I don't think of myself as a dirty old man and I don't think that these young lads suddenly became heterosexual. I firmly believe that it is not always about sex. Sometimes it is just about beauty. I'm done.
Mr. ISLES: I applaud your Post, and could not possibly have said it better myself .......
JANE: I shall take your word for it, as Truly, it is something I shall never know ... Could never get past the Dental Floss thing .......
TIMES FREE PRESS says that Chattanooga is expanding it's Airport ... Must be making room for all the Cargo Planes transporting HAMAS to the Mountains of Tennessee, where the Obamanoids want to settle them ... I personally would have thought Nevada would be more ideal ... all that Desert, you know ....... And 87% of the State is owned by the Government, anyway .......
bebe~ Hug.
Some people are allergic to fig leaves.
Hazel, yup, I knew I was at risk to damage the general flow of my first post, but friends don't let friends get scuffed up bits and pieces, so I had to intervene before Shandonista traveled down the Road of Extraordinary Adventures in Skin Cremes.
Really, though, it's all a good segue. We start off discussing women in lovely little scraps of imagination, and incorporate men using lots of hand lotion.
P4~ first nudists?
Mae West: "I want my clothes loose enough to prove I'm a lady...but tight enough to show'em I'm a woman."
Colette: "the sudden desire to look beautiful made her straighten her back. Beautiful? For whom? Why, for myself, of course."
Sophia Loren: "A woman's dress should be like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view."
James Thurber: "I love the idea of there being two sexes, don't you?"
Sue Grafton: "If high heels were so wonderful, men would be wearing them."
I just got back from a drive and the mist blowing in off the ocean smells like Coppertone. I never noticed that before.
They first tried another plant before the fig leaves; it has since been identified as poison ivy.
Hazel - 'dangly bits' - I'm so glad you joined the Eye. You are a delight to read.
Isles, I appreciate the cautionary tale. (tail?) I suppose I did imply that I go commando, but that is rarely the case. It just seems to me that money spent on thongs would be be better spend on something, anything else. Isn't the idea behind (ahem) them to have as little on as possible?
Oh KORTHAL..... I'm so jealous. I love the smell of Coppertone; it's the smell of my childhood. I'll be smelling it later this summer. Take a long breath for me please..........
My daughter, when about 3 or so, pulled a little move on some friends and relatives that I still laugh about. We were having dinner al fresco at my dad's house. John and Norma Jean, the upstairs neighbors and very good friends, had joined us.
They had no children but really liked kids and John loved to tease Molly - for years, he tried to convince her there was an invisible giant snake living in the pool. Anyhow, she spilled something on herself and I told her to go change into something dry. She did and came back outside to the table.
She told me that she had no more clean undies so she just had the dress on. Of course, John chuckled and pretended to be shocked. Molly was a little embarrassed so she walked back to the door of the house, looked back at John and yelled, "So what, John?" as she turned her back to him, lifted up her dress and mooned him!
And yes, I have kept a strict eye on that kid ever since...
BEBE:
They should put that smell in a can so we can refresh our houses with it.
I love it too.
Hmmmm . . . .
What? Oh, sorry. I was distracted.
Damselfly: You are correct, a woman should primarily seeking to enhance herself, and only secondarily honoring the selected man with the privilege of being her partner. Men who think they're god's gift to women are truly missing out. Were it about THEIR personal orgasms, then heck why not stay home, it's cheaper to self-administer pleasure of the flesh. The best thing about sex, jmo, is realizing that someone classy enough to have her pick of partners has chosen YOU to share her fulfillment as a woman.....
Bebe, you're much more, how shall I say it...versatile than I previously had perceived. Any chance that I could ask you to tutor my daughter into a woman's true happiness, something that comes from within, as opposed to being "arm candy" for some cretin local who loves his beer, drugs, handgun, dog, and flannel shirts more than her.....and who always will. I've already paced off the distances between where her current infatuation, GGW {"god's gift to women"}, gets out of his car {the one with the playboy stickers and bumper sticker promoting a topless bar in West Virginia affixed to the rear window}. I figure it's 25 yards, max, so if he begins his evening of disrespect by honking his horn {her orders to come out} or by yelling at her windows (as opposed to "Good evening, Mr. _____ , you're looking good this evening, Mr. _____ , may I have the privilege of the accompanyment of your daughter for the evening, Mr. ___ , I swear on my mother's grave she'll be home by your curfew?"} . I can blow the balls off a beetle with a handgun, if I breathe regularly, and slowly squeeze the trigger.....lol
I love lingerie...I feel sexy in lingerie. When I'm in a sweet lingerie ensemble I feel soooo good about myself and my main squeeze feels soooo good about myself, too. OOLALA. Lingerie is a beautiful word, as well. My mother used to refer to lingerie as bed clothes. Indeed they can be; lingerie that ultimately ends up becoming bed clothes...or not.Thongs, now on the other hand, make me feel as though I am suppose to "perform"...I wouldn't wear one because of the risk of looking like the lower northside of a southbound orangutang...many women, and men, can pull the look off, though. As for kilts; a friend told me what men wear under them...I believe he said a pair of shoes. Well, friends, time to get out of my lingerie and get ready for work.unconditionally yours
Newswire now: The leading suspect in the 5 year old disappearance of Natalee Holloway, on Spring break 5 years ago in Aruba, is apparently in custody, a suspect for a new homicide of a woman in Brazil......details sketchy.
Bebe I love the smell of Coppertone. When I was in HS and it was getting close to summer break I'ld break out my previous summer's bottle of Coopertone and start wearing it. Most friends said even though I didn't have a tan, it sure smelled like it. My olfactory system got a stab from the past...thanks for the fond memory of Coppertone.
I am reminded of the scene in Annie Hall where Alvie gives Annie a lacy slip of nothing lingerie for her birthday. He hands her the box and says "Its a present for you." She opens it and laughs "It looks more like a present for you." That has been my expeience with lingerie as gifts from Sig O's. It is never something I would pick, and more often than not, is penitent underwear, uncomfortable <at best> if worn for any length of time. In fact, I can just picture some repressed man designing the thing, the whole time thinking "This will teach her to want to look sexy."
Bert: The movie Barb Wire was adapted from a 9 issue comic book series publised by Dark Horse Comics (based outta my home town in Portland OR). Pamela Anderson did Barb no favors in her portrayal (the film was nominated for a Razzie, losing to Striptease). The opening scene where Barb puts her six inch stilleto heel through the guys skull for calling her "Babe," gives a brief glimpse of the badass herione she should have been, but Pamela couldn't pull off, and also a third reason why Pamela might have been unsteady on her feet: 6 inch stripper heels are hard to walk in on a good day, but if you're top heavy and out of breath...near impossible.
bebe: You are so right sister! It IS our gift...and no one should be airbrushed.
I'd like some sort of summer lite perfume that was reminiscent of Coppertone. If we can't have real Coppertone anymore that is. A little spritz would do me.
As for thongs...c'mon. I mean, ... c'mon. They are so uncomfortable, unless you have a numb derriere, and that's a thought I didn't mean to conjur up....
No on thongs.
Yes on Coppertone.
I hope this subject didn't rise up in our web host's head because somebody I can't imagine who brought up stag flicks and The History of the Blue Movie. I'm not a big believer in coincidences.
Continue...forgive my wandering off....
Let you entertain me...
and we'll have a real good time,
yessir,
we'll
have
a real
good
time.
~ "Gypsy"
Bert: I heard that SOB is on his way to Argentina, which I guess won't extradite him?
He's a serial killer. I know, innocent until proven, but I have a real bad feeling that he's killed many girls and young women, in Aruba, in Thailand, in Holland, and anywhere else he's been in the world.
Joren Van Der Sh*t -- a very dangerous man. And why why why was he so protected by the Aruban government? The judges and politicos in Aruba need to go to jail, along with him.
I hope he's getting careless; I hope this could lead to his arrest and conviction. And prison for life.
Confirmation by police in Peru: he's not been arrested. A warrant has been issued but they don't have him..yet.
If I knew that Coppertone was going to vanish from the marketplace, I would have stocked up. I'd have become a Coppertone hoarder.
Also, the original from the seventies Herbal Essense Shampoo from Clairol that had the most wonderful scent, oh I should have hoarded that too. Hundreds of bottles.
And Flex Shampoo. I love the balsam scent. And it's been discontinued.
Should have bought boxes and boxes.
Everything seems to smell like fruit nowadays. I don't like my hair smelling like apples and peaches. Plus, the bees like me if I happen to use anything that smells like a fruit salad.
I digressed again.
I should apology.
sorry, sorry, sorry.
(I don't really mean it ;))
Essence, Herbal Essence. With a 'c." Not like it matters, since the original is just a memory.
OMG. This weekend is the airshow in Ocean City. Dover is up and practicing over the ocean as I type.
HERBAL ESSANCE, yes yes!! Or however you spell it.
Does this date us?
HALO shampoo was another favorite of mine.
Am I to understand that CopperTone is not available anymore ??? Thats terrible !!! When I'm a kid I usta use it for after shave Balm ... It was very soothing and smelled really good ... I guess I need to get out more ....... Usually, the only place open at the hours I wander out is Wal-Mart, and I never Shop there ... Sure as hell won't go there since Old Man Sam is Dead ... Don't like his kids ...
A scene comes to mind from "Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex..."
Gene Wilder and Daisy the sheep (in a garter belt and stockings I believe).....
Hello, dear Ivan. Yes indeed, Coppertone Suntan Lotion has been gone quite a while. It sort of faded away, until all of a sudden, it was gone gone gone. I imagine its profitability fell when the concern that SUN IS BAD FOR US came into vogue, that SUN IS EVIL INCARNATE, and we need to cover ourselves from top to toe with zinc oxide...so that Coppertone tan was no longer the thing to have, it was supposedly no longer attractive...Makes me wonder why so many people are looking so tan year round, even here in Wisconsin. Makes me think those tanning salons are raking in the $$. I guess I'm supposed to believe that laying on a tanning bed getting tanned is less EVIL to my skin and general health than natural sun?We're sure silly, we people, aren't we?As for me:Bring back Coppertone!Bring back the Coppertone tan!
korthal: Yes it dates us! Yay for us! We knew the smell of the Original Herbal Essence Shampoo, and Wella Balsam Shampoo (that was Farrah Fawcett's advertisement), and you know? -- Halo Shampoo is the first shampoo I remember my mom using on my (unwilling) head of hair. I hated getting shampooed, but I remember Halo.
My mom was a hold out, she used bar soap for the longest time, Ivory, to wash our hair, she didn't believe there was much difference between that and shampoo, except for the texture: bar vs creme or liquid. Turns out she was right.
Halo was in a jar, wasn't it, korthal? Or am I remembering too hard? And thus, wrongly.
Coppertone? Oh, man, I hate that smell. It comes from me hating the smell of coconuts. It's not meant to be a rational reaction.
Park4: Just for you;The Vermont Cpintry Store specializes in finding or recreating products people love that have been discontinues.... http://www.vermontcountrystore.com/Shop;jsessionid=D4B01489A2D9BBC246EA61E47303A47A?dsp=30000&Ntx=mode+matchallpartial&Ntk=primary&Nty=0&keywordsearch=true&x=0&y=0&keyword=Herbal+Essence+shampoo
My favorite lingerie is a worn-once men's dress shirt that smells of his cologne, or his favorite colege T-shirt that has been worn and laundered to extreme softness.
Dang, serious typo fingers on that one.....
Although I have to admit I'm lusting after the victorian nightgown in OM #78
Jax!
Do ya think? Do you think it's worth a try? Oh for heaven's sake, I saw the picture and inhaled so hard I choked.
That's a pretty strong reaction to a picture of a bottle of beloved shampoo.
I'm in the mood....to spend some $$.
Jax, I owe you, if this smells like the real thing. If it's very close to the original, I still owe you.
Now, what can you do for those who're lusting after Coppertone (ignore Michael, since I think he has no sense of smell -- kidding Mikey, kidding!).
Any help with the Coppertone?
Thanks Jax, I'm in your debt, lady.
I am just joking about the Coppertone, Jax. I've googled it a million times. I know it and its scent are gone.
MICHAEL:
Coppertone doesn't smell like coconuts. I've still got a bottle and can buy it here at the beach.
I can't remember the name of the lotion that smells like coconut but I do remember the lotion. And if it comes to me I'll let you know.
Another favorite sun product of mine is Bain de Soleil orange gelee.
PARK 4: I remember Halo as a liquid in a bottle.
Hawaiian Tropic Smelled (and still does) like coconuts.
http://coppertone.com/coppertone/products/products_tanning.jsp
Google Halo shampoo, Coppertone suntan lotion and all the stuff we remember.
It's out there. I don't know if it's what we have in our minds but it's out there.
JAX Z: You're so right. Hawaiian Tropic, how could I forget, it must be the big A.
You're welcome. ;) Sense memories are so strong, whether visual or olfactory. I was very happy to find a scent my mother wore in the 60's in a small shop in Germany. I smelled it before I saw it and it stopped me in my tracks.
Park4: Word on the street is that the Policia Nacional are receiving a little freelance help to reel in and bring to justice this young man, who if involved with multiple unrelated homicides at his young age is a hard core psychopath. He'd better turn himself in, the freelancers are efficiency experts, and he's got no training at hiding out, plus a gringo sticks out like a sore thumb, and a reward of even modest proportions will bring the sword of Damocles down on his sorry self.....
If I'm involved representing someone of his ilk, I work extra hard to assure myself that his trial is fair.....then after the verdict, I find myself a contraband Cuban cigar, pour myself a double shot of the finest of cognacs, and I sleep like a baby...... Trying to teach my kid how to be aware of her surroundings at all times, how to remain virtually anonymous when giving up personal information in stores {all of her information is actually linked to my office}, and hopefully trying to get her to understand simple but effective self-defense, while at the same time not making her paranoid. Life gets really really complicated, when you're a parent, and it just gets harder when they're more mobile and away from daddy.....
PARK4: HALO Shampoo was in an oval shaped Glass Bottle ... The Jingle was, "HALO Everybody, HALO ..." HALO was the Lower Priced Product that was basically BRECK Shampoo, with less of all the good stuff in it, and more water ... When that was discovered, HALO disappeared from the shelves and SUAVE was invented ... The stuff in the Jar was DIPPITY-DOO ... Styling Gel ... Emulsified Protien Plastic mixed with cheap Gin ... Once it dried in the hair, and got stiff, because the alcohol had evaporated, and the hair was brushed out it held the same general shape it was in when wet ... The stuff was invented because Glen Campbell had used so much Hair Spray at one time, to keep his hair in place for an outdoor concert, that when he smiled he broke his sideburns ...
In the begining, all the BRECK Girls were Blonde ... "Beautiful Hair, Breck" was their TagLine ... the first Brunette Breck Girl, was Jaclyn Smith, and she was the only one for almost ten years ... And then of course, came Charlie's Angels ... Not bad for a little Houston Girl, who is in her early sixties now and STILL looks Good ...
Lovelies, I have laughed all day. Thanks so much for your excellent company.
Parts of the Welsh landscape are voluptous undulating green hills - the Welsh word for a hill is bron, which is also the word for breast. Sometimes, driving along the single track lanes, it feels like running your hand over a breast, over a belly, along a thigh, around a hip bone. And not a whiff of Coppertone, maybe just the almond scent of gorse or the honey scent of heather.
I was, many years ago, an art student & did life-drawing classes, so I have an objective view of the female form. Ha! Aren't we gorgeous?
Speaking of girls, and their 'bottoms,' and their panties, and COPPERTONE (how far can I go with this topic tie-in?) -- here's the orginal 1958 Coppertone Suntan Lotion ad, you remember it, it's the little blonde girl, pigtails, and her panties are being pulled off by a puppy.
At the time, this was considered cute and not lewd and lasvicious, it was drawn by her own mother, it was her own puppy -- but times have changed and it wouldn't work now, but it's cute, very of the era, and here it is:
http://www.tvacres.com/admascots_coppertone.htm
Ahh, I see. Well, it is possible I've never smelled Coppertone.
BERT:
I've just heard it's van der Sloot wanted in Peru for another murder.
What are the chances that someone would be thought to have murdered two different women in two different countries is not somehow involved?
Hi Ivan: thanks for the shampoo information, wow! What fun...! So Halo morphed into Breck which had a nicer bottle and more water in it -- and prettier ads. If I'm remembering right, Grace Kelly was a Breck Girl...which would fit the type perfectly.
And Dippity Do! Oh yeah, that stuff is still around I saw it at a Walgreens around here. In those big big jars and it's green. I think you can use Dippity Do for many household projects, that don't require water. That stuff was strong and hard and impossible to get off or out of the hair -- in fact, I bet you could build a house with Dippity Do and it would stand just about forever, just so long as it didn't rain -- even then, a little water never messed up a Dippity Do hair Do. Mega hold.
Is it really plastic? Your teasing...aren't you? Because I don't like hair products, don't use them (the gels and aprays and stuff) -- I have to go running out of my hair cutter's chair before she slaps the "product" on my head.
Plastic.
I'd believe it, though.
It gives you Barbie Doll hair.
And of course, who was the very famous actress who began her career in 1965 as the first TV ad Coppertone baby getting her suit bottom nipped by a puppy?.......
Jodie Foster
My bet, bert, is that he used the date rape drug (rohypnol, "roofies") on Holloway, and then I believe he disposed of her body -- with the help of his late father, quite possibly. And on their property, which he didn't allow to be search.
If he killed the girl in Peru, that was a stabbing, and a frenzied one, from what I've heard.
It was also the "anniversary" of the disappearance of Natalie Holloway. ??
He stands 6'5" or more, so it isn't easy for him to hide himself -- thing is, he's been protected by Aruban and Dutch authorities on the sly and on the side for all these years that I think he's been killing women.
It's interesting that he's gotten so careless now -- I wonder if his behavior is less cautious now because his father (who died a couple of months ago) kept a rein on him -- and without his father, he's coming unglued. ?? This is behavior typical of a psychopath (you're right, I agree, he is) -- who's experiences a psychotic break. And that is good news for authorities, because it will make him easier to find, and arrest, and put on trial...and so forth.
IVAN:
Can't believe you reminded me about Dippity Do.
This day really went of topic.
Hazel~ I believe that's a resounding Yes. Sleep well Duckie.
So guys,why don't you tell us what, if any garments ARE the cat's meow? Not in gruesome detail of course, but honestly, IS all that stuff at VS, etc for us to feel like we're attractive? Is it a self-fulfilling prophecy? Or do you fall under the spell of the "story" as well?
I really want to hear what y'all think.....
How did we get from lingerie to shampoo & suntan lotion?
I was hoping Somebody, apart from jane78, who confesses to wearing comfy mens boxer shorts that reach down to her knees, would regale us with tales of trans-gender dressing etc. Not a mention of stockings & suspener belts all day, nor the facinacting variety of designs of women's knickers - remember granny's bloomers? Not to mention Grandpa's long johns.
We're working on getting it back on the rails Hazel. Waiting for the guys to pony up.....
Ok guys, while we're waiting.... foot tapping......
Hazel~ I'm probably going to regret this but: I have been known to sneak aboard my husband's flights, dressed tastefully but imagination friendly, sans wedding ring and after making several complimentary remarks, ask the flight attendant to tell the Captain there's a lady in 1 A who would like to know where his layover hotel is..... It has caused a ruckus a few times that he will not live down. I don't think he minds. I have to wait a couple of years and come up with variations such as wafting past him at hotel registration in a bikini and sarong or some other exotic location appropriate attire (fur parka over a mini dress with stillettos works), while he's checking in in with the crew. The layover hotels love playing along.
JaxZ~ That's why it's called a layover.
And of course, a cockpit....
Thong=wedgie
Oh gals....... Rememebering all those great products. I loved that bright electric green of Herbal Essence shampoo & the smell was awesome, Lemon Up (w/ the lemon on top!) , Long & Silky conditioner, Breck... a classic, Flex, I had forgotten about that, Halo.... I've never heard of that. And Love's Baby Soft, Bonne Bell 1006..... they had the most naturally gorgeous models. One old favorite that's still the same; Neutrogena sesame body oil... it still smells clean, soft, & fresh.
This is like a trip down memory lane. So PARK, you're telling me they no longer make Coppertone w/ that vintage smell? That is heartbreaking. Another slice of my childhood; wiped out.
JAX.... The Vermont Country store has some very cool stuff.
Meanwhile, back to ligerie.... during my career, I had to do a house visit to check on an elderly lady who's son was listed as her main carer. He answered the door dressed in a man-ish shirt, a skirt & pink fluffy high-heeled mules. Hmmmmm- I thought. He/she turned out to be charming & my day ran late as we spent an hour in a room dedicated to clothing, discussing what he/she would wear for the hot date that night, including the underwear. The care of his Mom was impeccable.
There's a "n" missing there. Lingerie
bebe~ You'd never know to look at them, but I read in the Wall Street Journal (!) that they had the best service for locating discontinued favorite "Perfumes and toiletries"as well as some rather funny items. I sent a box of their "old time" candy to my father in-law that he hadn't seen since childhood. He loved it!
ANDY...... I agree and a string wedgie at that. Plus I always think of Monica Lewinsky whenever I hear the word thong. Not a pretty association.....
JAX..... Nice story about your father in law...... It's always wonderful to surprise someone w/ something that is nostalgic & has memories.
HAZEL..... last night at our humane shelter board meeting we were talking about our annual 5k run. I guess the person who won last year under the women's award is a transsexual & people were complaining that it wasn't fair, so we were trying to figure out how to work it this year. The trauma, the drama that men bring to lingerie........
My husband was looking at the website and he found his favorite fruit slices candy. It looks like a slice of fruit but it's pure sugar, I think.
Anyway, I order it for him. He never wants anything and he really wanted these. He remembered them from vacations on the East Coast as a kid. I'm getting the shampoo.
Thanx Jax!
Now, please continue with the lingerie discussion, I just had to interrupt this one last time.
Maybe folks are over at the Vermont Country Store checking out the candy. And lingerie....
there you go, take it away Hazel and or Jax.....
;)
Oooo, JaxZ~ & here I was still conjuring up an image of a fur parka over a mini dress. Maybe it's time the girls confess- knowing you have something pretty on underneath that will bring a twinkle to your man's eye later on is a buzzz.
PARK...... never underestimate the power of white cotton panties..............
Those fruit slice candies are soooooooooo good.........
Bebe -- ewwwwwwwww :)
.............and to think that when "The King" (a/k/a Elvis) appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show all those many years ago, they would only film him from the waist up -- nothing to do with lingerie, but certainly tells of how far (down??) we've come.
What do you think Elvis wore: hangers or clingers?
Jaxz and Hazel: You two have the screen on my iPhone so steamed up I can hardly see to type. Oh wait...my glasses are fogged up from all the heavy breathing. If no one else will say...I like my woman dressed for passion in most anything that is loose yet revealing. Not too revealing as half of the libido is driven by imagination.
This may seem vague but the picture is ever so clear in my head. I have to go now and wipe the fog from my specticles.
yep...white cotton panties and white knee high socks.
Bebe: You're killing me over here..."the power of white cotton panties"...ever so true. They get me everytime my wife wears them. Watching her change from cloths to pj's for the evening is...sorry that's for me to know.
Bwahaha!
clingers.....
Kentucky Curmedgeon~ I was mortfied as a child that my mother would relegate her white cotton panties to house-dusters when the elastic gave out. I bet they would be great for de-fogging spectactes.
Isn't it wonderfully amazing that there isn't just one single thing that can be agreed upon? From modestly chaste to blatantly "take me NOW I'm yours!" it's a wonderful menu for all to sample from. And those wonderful products of yesteryear.....Halo shampoo, I'd totally forgotten about, but now can't get it out of my mind. Herbal Essance--always wanted so much to like it, but after the first whiff or two couldn't stand it. Months later would throw most of the bottle away....only to replace it with renewed earnestness that I would really like it....and so the cycle continued until I finally found something else. I always loved Prell....and the reactions of beauticians when they were cutting my healthy thick locks and asking what I used to have such great hair....good genes don't come in a bottle. I love getting the Vermont Country store catalog and its trip down memory lane. Old aunts and "Midnight in Paris" , ribcord bedspreads, all those candies.........
Carol~ They even have old fashioned "pucker" garter belts!
Has anybody else noticed KC was the only one with the courage to say what he liked? Everyone else is *ahem* conspicuously absent.
Speaking of old-fashioned smelly stuff, my mind was always boggled by "toilet water" I'm going to sleep now, bats are flying again.
JAX.... I just think the women commandeered this conversation & that's all good w/ me!
Park4~Sorry, I had a long phone call interruption & just read upthread; You are very welcome! I'm delighted your husband found a favorite and I hope your shampoo is faithful to the original. :)
BERT.... you've got to lay down the law on this delinquint your daughter is infautuated w/. Honking is soooooooooo rude. Put your foot down & ixtay nixtay it!
Delinquent....
The greatest, classiest ballplayer to take the field in the modern eras is retiring. Thanks for some great baseball Junior. Sorry to interrupt ladies.Two studies: one out of Germany(where else?) and the other out of France (probably). Germany--10 minutes of ogling is as good a cardiovascular workout as 30 minutes of jogging.France--men respond to cinnamon, CINNAMON, ladies.Back to your own discussions now.
Otto Titsling is an urban myth, but this is fun...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gDb3dHc_8o4&feature=related
Hazel, I modeled for life-drawing classes at the Miami Art Institute in the 60s. Last year I made some custom bloomers for a man who likes to dress as a little girl, along with some cute ruffled panties and pink pajamas....
You are funny today Jonathan.
Bebe, so funny..
A toast to all you strong women....
Paolos: Ken Griffey!
Cinnamon? Hmmmmm, where's the toaster..... Rats, crumbs in the sheets....
Jane~ Bette is incredible! I'll never forget her making Johnny cry when she sang to him to close his very last show.....
There is a place you can touch a woman that will drive her crazy. Her heart. - Melanie Griffith
Good night all~
ahem, you do know there is a 'dirty pantie' web site,right? They mail them, once a month. As for what I think was sexy, the silk oversheet draping the lovely Pinky, with her come hither look...I remember slowly rubbing my hands along her body....and then she asked "why did you stop?" "I found the TV remote" I said....(NO, that last laff was purely a made up)
Jax, When Hazel mentioned Otto Titslinger I had to post that youtube video.. Otto Titzling and Philippe de Brassiere ...tit-sling and fill up the brassiere...names for imaginary characters... but Bette's terrific and the song is so funny....and presented as a true story.
Cinnamon toast made in the oven under the broiler... mmmm, I could fix some right now.
Road Yacht, Do you mind my asking? how long were you and Pinky together? It's very touching when you mention her....even making your little joke.
Park4: On Facebook 2 days before the news of the stabbing of the 22 year old woman in the suspect's hotel room I posted a comment, hinting he would eventually melt down......there's an international arrest warrant out for him, issued by Interpol, who is in touch with Brazil, Argentina, Peru.....his daddy shoulda gotten him psychiatric help, not lawyers.....
WE have only one rule when it comes to bedwear ... nothing below her waist ... she's 54, and still perfect ... lingerie? You must be kidding! Why would ANYone cover up that sort of beauty?
I just received an email from Title Nine..."What has your bra done for you lately?
Some of us who conspicuously absent were busy working, and didn't read any of this until now ... and I am always surprised that anybody reads back a day or two anyway ... For the Record: I like women in one of my T-Shirts ... nothin' fancy, just Cotton ... Clean ... White ... altho I had one wife that liked to wear my T-Shirts after I had worn them for a day ... not really schmutzig but fairly well permeated with personal scent ... and I had another wife that liked to wear my Jockey Shorts(Clean) from her sixth month of pregnancy on ... Gave her better support, she said ...
The Dippity Do really was a Protien Plastic, made from Caciene, a Milk By-Product, which is also what "PROCESSED" Cheese is made from ... Any Dairy Product that has Processed on the Label is, Plastic ... and can cause terrible GastroIntestinal problems, not the least of which is Constipation ... and Blinding, Numbing Eructations from the Lower Colon ... what in Yiddish we call a, Fortzn Zoffer ....... Normally associated with the Strange Uncle nobody really talks about, or Mothers-in-Law .......
Bonnie Belle/1006 were Astringents, for Deep Cleaning Pores ... Not everybody liked the smell of Noxema ... Most of those Astringents were just permutations of Witch Hazel, with a little Alcohol thrown in ... The New ones are just Mouthwash with a different Name and Bottle, and their principle ingredient is CetylPyridenium Chloride and a little Alcohol ... Add a little Banana Oil and you get EmylAcetate, which is Nail Polish Remover ... which will dissolve Cyanoacrylate (Super Glue) which was invented to be used in Surgery, to preclude the formation of Adhesions ... As always. I am Off Topic ... but I hate incomplete Answers, because they just lead to more Questions .......