crack that whip
It is Fall Break here at Penn. Perfect timing, too --the early dusk drapes over chilled afternoons like a closed shade, and the scarlet foliage falls Hogwarts-esque against the Quad's neo-Gothic splendor. I keep expecting Alan Rickman to scurry around the corridor, but unfortunately, my Severus Snape fix has yet to be satiated.The Chanel-clad masses have fled to New York City and Miami -- or, if they're more passe, their homes in Westchester or Scarsdale. My Texan family lives too far away for a trip to be worthwhile, so how have I decided to spend my break?
... With my favorite Dominatrix Next Door, of course!
Tonight consisted of dinner with Dominatrix Next Door (or DND for short) as well as the bisexual hubby of DND, where we discussed their foray into polyamorous perversions. We then came home, and made it a Blockbuster night: with a screening of Reefer Madness the Movie Musical, of course. We've seen the film about a katillion times, so we skipped to our favorite part of the musical:
DND wants to affect a "Mary Wanna' costume for Diabolique, the upcoming Philly-ish fetish ball. I have yet to dream up an outfit for the occasion. The last official SM haunt I've haunted was Paddles in NYC, and let's just say I was too busy avoiding the leers and catcalls of 50 year old men at the place to worry about picking the appropriate lingerie (or latex, or... well, you know).
And still, Halloween looms! What ever will I wear? Everyone, even the New York Times, is weighing in on the so-called slut-i-fication of Halloween couture. "Anti-feminist!" goes the invective. "Catering to male fantasies!"
I find something troubling in the suggestion that women would only want to dress sexy for male pleasure. I'm sure there are lasses out there who only don the French maid outfit to please Boyfriend, but could it be that they want to feel sexy, I ask? (Hell knows I'm not just buying La Perla for the appreciative compliments it will get me -- well-tailored silk feels luxurious, damnit!) Still, I think the jury's out on how "liberating" it is that we can only express the "whore" side of the "Madonna/whore" complex on one night of the year. We of the XX chromosome still feel uncomfortable expressing our sexual personas; Halloween is the only sanctioned time to do that for most "good girls. Seriously, what gives?
I could wax longer, but it is late and it is Saturday night, and DND's comfy couch beckons. Time to catch up on sleep debt -- have a lovely weekend, readers! And stay safe (and sexy) this Halloween.
Anne Elizabeth, Oct 22, 12:06:
Jessica,
La Perla is great !!!! Nice to have luxury and sexy in one package ! I think that being a “madonna/whore” is safe with the right guy in private. Society just can’t cut it out in public…
Too many women who can’t fit into LaPerla get ticked off at the ones that can. Or want to. Or enjoy wearing it.
And personally, I love looking sexy just for me !!! Of course it doesn’t hurt when men stare and women look sour about it…
Sincerely,
Anne Elizabeth