Showing posts with label nipples. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nipples. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Son (or Rather Daughter) of Interesting Nipples

Attractive or not? You decide!


You know, they generally don't stay puffy, and could settle into nice, big dark ones by middle age. A good prospect for marriage, physically at least. I don't know the young lady personally, so that's all I can say.

"The puffiest in Manila," I'm assured. Does that come with a guarantee? This copy doesn't help any either: "Can you believe these angel faced filipinas have become cock sucking little devils?" Ehhh, as if the terribly imperialist Spanish-American War weren't bad enough! Allow me to personally apologize for my country.

But she's pretty. The body means more than borders.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I'll Call Myself Undecided

These nipples look a whole lot like factory-farmed sausages, cooked using the water-in-the-bottom-of-the-pan method recommended on the back of the box, and perhaps a bit poorly done. The word "ambivalent" describes my reaction very well.

It all comes down to the personality of the woman, doesn't it? That's a pretty esoteric idea for a man, but it's true. Many men, when they say that a woman is irresistible physically, are accounting for personality without realizing it. Personality is part of the perceived black magic of women. It's a real turn on, actually!


I really couldn't tell you unless I met her and talked to her. Does that seem radical? Considering that sexual and gender politics probably determine more outcomes in life than any other determinant, I'd say... YES!

The belly button ring though... mutilation of sexually attractive parts of the body seems a little too Puritan for me. Erich Neumann's spiritualizing of the body and all, you know? Every time I'm startled by such unattractive deformity I wonder whether highly-advanced societies are pathological. It really wouldn't be surprising.

Frankly, I would rather live the life of a man who idealized the empire of the USA after it had fallen, much as my burgeoning country idolized Rome at its imperial height, than to live the actual life of a citizen in 2009. But still, as "recession" increasingly seems like a euphemism for "depression," I appreciate that I'm living in a unique, privileged historical moment.

And as for the nipples... well, she has a lovely face. I'd have to get to know her.