March 26th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
A Great Angle On Catherine Deneuve
From 1962. You can’t hardly tell she’s wearing a bathing suit:
She’s a little before my time, but I remember her from that movie where she gets face-sploshed with horse manure.
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March 25th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
To Make A Harem Girl
Long before Photoshop, magazine art directors were doing fun things with scissors. Want to put Bettie Page on the cover of your magazine as a harem girl, but don’t have that photo? No worries! Take another photo of her, plus a photo of a different girl in a harem outfit, get the art guys to draw a cartoon sultan, a hookah, and some fruit, then get out your scissors and Kraft paste and go to town!
This 1957 magazine cover courtesy of the Drake’s Way tumblr.
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March 23rd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
An Expression Of Sadistic Glee
There’s an old and hilarious Ray Stevens song called The Mississippi Squirrel Revival. At one point during that song, we hear about a woman named “Sister Bertha better-than-you” who is “watchin’ all the commotion with sadistic glee.” Well, I never really knew what “sadistic glee” looked like until I saw the special light in the eyes of Isis Love (she’s the one holding the red electric shock wand in case you were in any doubt) in this shoot from Wired Pussy:
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March 22nd, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Sexy Expression FAIL
I hate to mock porn from Hustler’s Taboo, the stylish-but-raunchy fetish nature of which I generally quite enjoy. But when I see this particular photo, all I can see is a big thought bubble where she’s thinking “Bitch, please! Could you use some damn mouthwash?”
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March 20th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Susie Bright, On Sexual Freedom
I’ve been reading Susie Bright since she published a kinky lesbian porn mag, back in the pre-internet era when “computer porn” meant dialing up to a BBS and watching a dirty picture appear on your screen line by weary line at (if you were rich and lucky) 14400 baud.
When I first encountered her On Our Backs magazine, I was newly arrived in San Francisco and I was just looking for porn. San Francisco: “Porn, we haz it.” But why was I reading Susie Bright’s lesbian porn mag?
Because then, as now, she was a voice for sexual freedom. It didn’t matter if her subject matter (lesbian stuff) didn’t have much (any) intersection with my life. And that “not mattering” is one of those things that never change. Here’s Susie, writing about a new movie I hadn’t heard about, about a band I never heard of, and a cultural scene I never knew existed, but making the whole thing worthwhile anyway because she’s (still) really writing about sexual freedom:
Let me make something clear that the movie only hints at: The Runaways band would not have happened, could not have been conceived, without the Underground Dyke Punk Groupie Slut culture that stretched from the San Fernando Valley to the bowels of Orange County.
What is wrong with saying that? Do dykes never get to claim anything? Is the historical lens going to stay coated with Vaseline and excuses FOREVER?
I’ll tell you why dyke rock’n’roll legacy is important. Because in order to stand up to the shitheads who tried to keep young women out of EVERYTHING, you had to NOT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THEIR SEXUAL APPROVAL.
You had to NOT want to get married and have babies with a nice boy. You had to be FINISHED with “virtue.”
We did not care if the guys called us “sluts” and accused us of “wishing you had a dick.” We were beyond wishing; we did whatever we wanted.
A lesbian in the ’70s was thought of as someone involved in mainstream feminist politics or the folky Back-to-the-Land milieu. Most girls I knew in the punk scene couldn’t relate to that, or thought of it as their mother’s trip. We were urban, we were not into politics as usual. Everyone called themselves “bi,” although that was really code for: don’t tell me what to do.
My favorite lines in the piece, though, are these:
The Democratic Party lesbians took one look at my lipstick and leather and flipped out. “You are a slut! You are an operative of pimps and pornographers! The S/M white slavers are controlling you!”
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March 18th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Pinup Ama
Remember when I showed you the black and white photos of ama, which are/were the Japanese topless pearl and sponge divers? It’s no surprise that more modern pinup photography in Japan would still make use of this cultural trope, but I was nonetheless delighted to find this lovely color ama vision:
