According to Oklahoma Law:

"Nudity" means the:
a. showing of the human male or female genitals, pubic area, or buttocks with less than a full opaque covering,
b. showing of the female breast with less than a full opaque covering of any portion of the female breast below the top of the nipple, or
c. depiction of covered male genitals in a discernibly turgid state;

These Kids Today

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I just thought I would take advantage of Blog Action day to write a quick note that natural women are beautiful. Not just the hippies who don't wear bras (that can be nice, although, as I've noted, there are some places I think it's best for a woman to shave), but really all the women who let themselves be who they are. A smile and a wink is all you need. And if you can't wink, a smile will do.

Another Apology

Sorry I haven't been maintaining this as I'd like, but here's a related blog I have to maintain at least three times a week. Today's entry is dedicated to our friend Kip.

Hats!

I have always liked women in hats. From my mom's friend Laura down to J-Lo, there's just something about them that gets my motor going. I remember in High School this girl named Cheri started wearing a hat, I guess it was a porkpie hat, and there was something irresistable-ish and untouchable at the same time. I've been thinking about it a lot and I've come up with a theory. Let's start with Casablanca,where Ingrid Bergman wears so many lovely hats over the course of the movie. I've always been particularly taken with this one:

I couldn't figure it out before, but look at it now, how it encloses and defines her facial space, gives a powerful downward sweep to her glance. It embodies the strength she uses here to shut Bogey out, to pay Rick back for being such an ass. Tonight, though, she will come back to his place, prepared to shoot him, but she doesn't. Instead, she melts in his arms and asks that he think for both of them. Of course, in that scene, she isn't wearing a hat. I think hats in old movies accentuated the strong-but-yielding character of a woman, the woman who is soft, but not weak, feminine but not stupid or vain. We know Ilsa will have the courage to get on that plane because of her hat

See how it makes her equal to him. He throws down the challenge of what she must do, and she accepts, although not without an arousingly feminine show of emotion.

I think this is part of why women's hats have gone somewhat out of fashion. With the strides feminism has made, they're attacked on both sides. From an antifeminist perspective, strong women are too threatening these days, so the parity given women by hats is discouraged. From the feminist perspective, the implicit softness under the hat is disparaged.

Or maybe I'm just rationalizing, but the dominatrix quality of my teaser image, I think, can't be denied.

Hats can also add mystery to a woman, which, as you know is my favorite thing. As the inimitable Bergman in Notorious
Again, how masculine. Her entire dress here alludes to masculinity without becoming androgynous. Beautiful, seductive, and strong despite her predicament.

But they don't always have to be masculine to be strong. Sometimes the power is in the mystery.

And sometimes it's in playfulness.

And, of course, the right hat can make anyone look good:

Coming Soon: Hats!

Jail Bait

In some populations, about 90% of the attractive women are high-school aged. Not coincidentally, these are also populations where teen pregnancies are high, women are often forced to raise the children alone, and consequently wear themselves out very early. If you're among one of these populations, and you're looking at a piece of hot ass, chances are it's off limits.

Especially hot asses, because they tend to develop sooner. Breasts take a little longer to fill out, sometimes not coming in until a woman is in her 20s or even 30s ('strue!)

But anyway, my point is that the other day I was watching the news, and they were demonizing some guy (in his 30s, I believe), who had gotten involved with a 16-year-old girl. He's a criminal, yes, and he deserves to be punished. But the amount of vilification they were heaping on him seemed a bit excessive and it made me think back to my pal Hesiod and what he'd said, about men who shouldn't get married until they were 27 or 30, but they were supposed to marry a woman somewhere in her teens. And I started thinking about many of the historical cultures I knew and about our probable evolutionary history, and it occurred to me that for most of this time, men were probably allowed or even encouraged to get involved with really young girls.

This day and age is different. Ideally, we want women to have time to reach emotional and physical maturity before they start putting their bodies through the hardships of sex and its consequences. I think the laws are good ones and should be enforced. Of course, when you start working at a place that sells tobacco and alcohol, they tell you how hard it is to tell the age of a person buying. That's why you're required to ask for ID at the counter. I think it's a little much to expect a guy to ask for ID in the bedroom. If he suspects something, he'll ask her if she's of age, and odds are she'll say yes. Still, err on the side of caution, or be prepared to pay the consequences.

But I think the vilification and the hatred and the long-term monitoring should be saved for the real sexual predators: rapists and pimps and makers of underage porn who combine sex with violence or money to turn it into an exploitive act.

Anybody who was in it for mutual pleasure and engaged in only consensual acts should be punished, because they should know better, but we shouldn't treat them like inhuman monsters.