Agent Provocateur is having a sale and yet I still can't afford a sweater with a bunch of wangs on it.
Yes, this is a $200 dick sweater. If I had that kind of money, I'd buy it. I'd wear it to job interviews and the county fair. If anyone asked what was on my cardigan, I'd answer, "Rocket ships. Why? What did you think these were?"
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17 January 2010
29 October 2009
Flickr Fetish
Flickr is a handy photography website. It's easy to browse and easy to upload, organize, and share your own work. Best of all? You can see who favorites your photos or placed them into galleries.
The downside? You can see who favorites your photos.
Flickr is crawling with fetishists. It is inevitable with it being the internet and the existence of Rule 34*. So I am not too surprised that there are people with 500 favorites of women in plaid skirts and nylons. While that is impressive due to the person's dedication and thoroughness, it is very creepy.
These people are very easy to spot. Usually they have no pictures if their photo stream. If they do have any of their own pictures, it's photos of their fetish. Then their favorites are nothing but the most specific niche you can think of. Women in tights, men wearing a particular color of denim, or red silk (and only silk) scarves.
Note to any Flickr fetishists out there: You can easily disguise yourself if you posted other things. If I see someone who has favorited nothing but their particular fetish, then it is creepy. If someone has a mixture of things, like some pictures of airplanes or animals, I'm more likely to think they are saving my pictures for fashion - rather than sexual - inspiration. If you're that desperate, just bookmark or save the photos. We just don't want to know.
Flickr fetishists are not a huge problem. I don't want to give that impression. Fortunately, Flickr makes it easy to ban someone from favoriting your photos, so you don't have to be reminded about THAT CREEPY GUY that keeps commenting on pictures of your shoes.
I have nothing against other people's kinks. You have a thing for women's hands? Sure, whatever. Like seeing men dress up as clowns? Knock yourself out. But I do not want to be involved in strangers' sex lives. By favoriting a picture, it is publicly announcing that you're including this photograph into your sexual routine, whatever that might be.
Everyone has a right to whack off as needed. I also have a right to not know about it. Ew.
* Rule 34 - "If something exists, porn of it exists. No exceptions."
The downside? You can see who favorites your photos.
Flickr is crawling with fetishists. It is inevitable with it being the internet and the existence of Rule 34*. So I am not too surprised that there are people with 500 favorites of women in plaid skirts and nylons. While that is impressive due to the person's dedication and thoroughness, it is very creepy.
These people are very easy to spot. Usually they have no pictures if their photo stream. If they do have any of their own pictures, it's photos of their fetish. Then their favorites are nothing but the most specific niche you can think of. Women in tights, men wearing a particular color of denim, or red silk (and only silk) scarves.
Note to any Flickr fetishists out there: You can easily disguise yourself if you posted other things. If I see someone who has favorited nothing but their particular fetish, then it is creepy. If someone has a mixture of things, like some pictures of airplanes or animals, I'm more likely to think they are saving my pictures for fashion - rather than sexual - inspiration. If you're that desperate, just bookmark or save the photos. We just don't want to know.
Flickr fetishists are not a huge problem. I don't want to give that impression. Fortunately, Flickr makes it easy to ban someone from favoriting your photos, so you don't have to be reminded about THAT CREEPY GUY that keeps commenting on pictures of your shoes.
I have nothing against other people's kinks. You have a thing for women's hands? Sure, whatever. Like seeing men dress up as clowns? Knock yourself out. But I do not want to be involved in strangers' sex lives. By favoriting a picture, it is publicly announcing that you're including this photograph into your sexual routine, whatever that might be.
Everyone has a right to whack off as needed. I also have a right to not know about it. Ew.
* Rule 34 - "If something exists, porn of it exists. No exceptions."
12 August 2009
Connections
While browsing Gilt for things I don't need and can't possibly buy, I looked at a sale of Melissa/Vivienne Westwood shoes. They were surprising affordable, with prices that ran from $30 to about $75. Curiously these summer shoes were made of rubber.
Rubber shoes? That sounds a bit uncomfortable if you have sweaty feet but alright, I said aloud to the dog.
Then I saw this.
You have to be shitting me.
Pink, shiny, and rubbery plastic. It's the same color and material they make dildos out of. This shoe probably came from a company that was also processing fake penises. And that made me think of...
'On the dresser, there's a dildo made of the same soft pink plastic as a million Barbie dolls, and for a moment, Tyler can picture millions of baby dolls and Barbie dolls and dildos injection molded and coming off the same assembly line in Taiwan.
Marla looks at Tyler looking at her dildo, and she rolls her eyes and says, "Don't be afraid. It's not a threat to you."'
Rubber shoes? That sounds a bit uncomfortable if you have sweaty feet but alright, I said aloud to the dog.
Then I saw this.
You have to be shitting me.Pink, shiny, and rubbery plastic. It's the same color and material they make dildos out of. This shoe probably came from a company that was also processing fake penises. And that made me think of...
'On the dresser, there's a dildo made of the same soft pink plastic as a million Barbie dolls, and for a moment, Tyler can picture millions of baby dolls and Barbie dolls and dildos injection molded and coming off the same assembly line in Taiwan.
Marla looks at Tyler looking at her dildo, and she rolls her eyes and says, "Don't be afraid. It's not a threat to you."'
-Fight Club by Chuck Palhniuk
Chapter 6
Chapter 6
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