|Art by Rogelioroman|
Current Residence: God's Country (AKA Florida)|
deviantWEAR sizing preference: larger than some...smaller than others,..
Print preference: english please
Favourite genre of music: I've been told my MP3 has torettes..does that tell you anything?
Favourite photographer: Robert Varva, and the guy who photographes Miss January
Favourite style of art: as long as it's not "expressionism" or "abstarct". I'm there.
Operating System: Black & Decker Aquarium pump
MP3 player of choice: Does it play?, easy to use? CHEAP?...Bring it!
Shell of choice: What am I? A turtle???
Wallpaper of choice: I dunno...anything as long as it has no flowers, or cute fuzzy bunnies
Skin of choice: um..my own...but I would like to sample Jessica Alba's....just once.
Favourite cartoon character: Betty Boop, Batman, just not at the same time *shudder*
Personal Quote: That's the biz, Sweetheart"- Remo Williams
Titillation vs. SexismBoobs.jollyjack
Guys are fascinated by them.
Through single-digit ages, they find the very concept of them hilarious, and when puberty kicks in the mere thought of lady-lumps generally causes some movement in the trouser department. These weak-willed creatures will follow them anywhere and they will do almost anything if it means simply being permitted to gaze upon them for a few moments more.
The entertainment industries, from the big movie makers to the lowly art whores (like me) know this, and have played upon it for years in order to separate males from their money. As a result, mass media is awash with the female form in all manner of provocative poses and dress.
Many women are fed up with this, but is the whole thing “sexist”?
Well, it’s impossible and indeed wrong to say a whole industry is one thing or another. Ultimately it’s all one, big, dumb organism that simply moves with the cultural winds. It perpetuates what sustains it. It’s only when you break it