Over on one of my favorite blogs: The Beautiful Kind is a post about Slut Rings. I like the idea of a slut ring. Sluts, of all genders need our own bling. We need rings and pendants and t-shirts and great big glowing hats that say “It’s MY body and I FUCKING enjoy living in it!”
Physical pleasure, freely given and freely received, is one of the most primal needs we have. It’s on level with food, oxygen and shelter. Why not proclaim proudly to the world that we have a right to our bodies and to our physical and mental health?
Purity Rings are great for those who want to wait. I don’t care what the reason is. It doesn’t matter to me if it’s a rationally thought out, consequences and pleasures weighed and judged, or if it’s because the great stern, bearded, sky-man told you so from an inflamed shrubbery. What matters is that it’s their choice. And I deserve that choice too.
At no point will I tell someone their decision about their body is stupid, dirty, wrong, or immoral. Shame about our selves and our bodies is one of the most evil things you can invoke in someone else. It destroys the soul, bit by bit, every time it happens.
Society has put the term slut on anyone who takes ownership of their body and their pleasure. So be it. I take the title and make it my own. I am looking for MY slut ring. And will wear it proudly.
How about you, dear readers? How do you display your sluttiness, your ownership of your own body and pleasures?
This post originated over on Fetlife in their tech support forum. (original here: Link ). The question posed is one of concern for what information is sent to google when you click on a link or picture on Fetlife. The original poster is afraid that their IP address, associated with the picture they clicked on, is sent to google and therefore can be traced back to their identity.
My response there is included below for discussion and debate. Enjoy.
(update: this was originally slated for posting on my photography blog at DreamlandVisions.com. I added an extra link to Smart Assed Masochist’s blog post that is not included in the original)
I’m sure by now most of you have seen this article titled: ‘Should “Fatties” Get a Room? (Even on TV?)’ over on Maire Claire about fat people. If not, I’ll sum it up with this quote from the original article:
“So anyway, yes, I think I’d be grossed out if I had to watch two characters with rolls and rolls of fat kissing each other … because I’d be grossed out if I had to watch them doing anything. To be brutally honest, even in real life, I find it aesthetically displeasing to watch a very, very fat person simply walk across a room — just like I’d find it distressing if I saw a very drunk person stumbling across a bar or a heroine addict slumping in a chair.”
The author, Maura Kelly, goes on to a few lame attempts at justification but I’ll let you go read it for yourself.
There are some really incredible responses out on the net. A few of my favorites are:
“Fuckin’ Fat People!” – Happy Sadist
I could editorialize all night about the state of the fashion, television, entertainment and movie industries and their treatment of body types. A few get it right; such as Dove with their Campaign for Real Beauty.
Instead of continuing to wow you with my ever so eloquent prose, I will show you examples of the kind of lady Maura Kelly would be grossed out to see, especially this way; in all her naked glory.
The model, K’la, is a dear friend and lover whose photos have graced the walls of art galleries, fetish shows, living rooms and websites for years. She is a life model for a local college and continues to model for photographers and painters as time allows. She truly is a beautiful woman, inside and out.
I leave you with what I hope is a very eloquent and loud “FUCK YOU” to Maire Claire and the editors who approved such an unbelievable article.
(warning: photos are not work safe, but then so is this blog.)