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Don’t Take Her For Granted

Tuesday, January 6th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

While reading a lengthy and personal essay on the business of being a high-end escort, I found this fascinating little vignette:

Last Valentine’s Day, I was in a McDonald’s near my apartment. Valentine’s and Christmas and Easter are never big days in my business, at least with the guys who have money. I came there to drink some Coca-Cola and because the internet worked faster than in my apartment. I had bought myself flowers, daisies and violets. There was a couple sitting next to me and the girl said, “OMG, how cute are your flowers?” I was in a pretty good mood and I said to the guy, “Maybe it’s time to buy your girlfriend flowers,” and he said, “She’s okay without them.”

I’m not sure why, but that made me so mad. “Fuck you!” I said to the guy, and I left.

Fuck him, indeed.

(Yes, this is from one of the two sex-worker business articles that Violet Blue was recommending the other day.)

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Sand And Wild Roses

Sunday, December 12th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

vintage beach nude

This is Sand And Wild Roses from 1909, by photographer Alice Boughton, as seen in the collection of the musée d’Orsay in Paris.

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A Still Fairer Flower

Saturday, May 29th, 2010 -- by Dr. Faustus

As spring turns into summer (here in the Northern Hemisphere, anyway) my ErosBlog consciousness turns to…flowers.

The fair flower as a metaphor for female genitalia has a long pedigree indeed: one of my favorite examples occurs in Le Nozze di Figaro. The rather twisty plot of this opera revolves around the attempts of the Count of Almaviva — who has (rather to his regret) renounced his droit de seigneur — to seduce Susanna, a maid in his household betrothed to Figaro. Figaro and others (including the Countess) engage in energetic shennanigans to try to prevent this seduction. Three and some hours of delightful music result.

At one point, Figaro brings on a chorus of young peasants, largely for the purposes of embarrassing the Count and getting him to confirm his renunciation of his unjust privilege. They sing:

Giovani liete,
fiori spargete
davanti al nobile
nostro signor.
Il suo gran core
vi serba intatto
d’un più bel fiore
l’almo candor.
Blithe maids,
Scatter flowers
Before our
Noble lord.
His generous heart
Has preserved intact for you
The chaste purity
Of a still fairer flower.

“A still fairer flower.” You know what we mean…

You can listen or download the music as an mp3 here if you wish.

In the twentieth century, Georgia O’Keefe would pick up on the connection between flowers and feminity quite suggestively.

blue and green music

“Blue and Green Music” (1921). The original is in the Art Institute of Chicago.

But little did I know until recently that art was imitating life all along. It was PZ Myers who put me onto the case. Here is a photograph of a real flower, provided to the world by the botany people at the University of Wisconsin:

clitoria flower

The flower’s name? Genus Clitoria, naturally!

 

Picking Daiseys

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

“Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do…”

making a daisy chain

Found on Bondage Blog.

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Roses And Thorns

Thursday, July 9th, 2009 -- by Bacchus

One of the standard “recommended texts” for people getting interested in BDSM is a book entitled Screw The Roses, Send Me The Thorns. When I saw this picture on Spanking Blog, I immediately thought of that title. Apparently it’s possible to have both roses and thorns:

romantic whipping

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