Back on the 10th, I posted on a beautifully muscled and athletic male ballet dancer (and his dance belt). Now some follow-ups, starting with a couple of photos from Mike McKinley (balletomane and former Trock) — another ballet dancer, one with extraordinary musculature, and a male pas de deux (as a bonus, naked) — which led to Matthew Bourne and his paired male dancers.
Archive for the ‘Gender and sexuality’ Category
[This posting links to a definitely X-rated video, not for kids or the sexually modest.]
A very odd video on the Bilerico website, posted by Bil Browning on March 18th, with the commentary:
I’m sure this is meant to be shocking or titillating, but a better word to describe it is “creepy.”
Male models strutted their stuff naked during a fashion show in Madrid. From the eerie music to the looks on the models’ faces, there’s nothing that says “sexy” about this parade of penis. Not only does it completely distract people from the purses, I can’t even tell you the name of the designer. The person who uploaded the video didn’t bother to include that info.
(Hat tip to Mike McKinley.)
The models’ faces are utterly affectless (as they are in many fashion shows), and they make no eye contact with the audience.
The models have bodies of quite a range of types (though all of them are fit; they are male models, after all) — but with a very narrow range of races/ethnicities. The receptacles they are carrying are all white, but they too are of a range of types, ranging far beyond purses.
And yes, not at all sexy, even for phallophiles. But funny — Browning seems to think inadvertently, but it could have been intentional.
(Mostly about the display of men’s bodies.)
Passed on by Mike McKinley, this ad for the company So Danca, specializing in “quality dancewear and dance shoes” and featuring Houston Ballet soloist Aaron Robison:
A hymn to the dancer’s muscularity and intense masculinity, accentuated by that dance belt.
My current favorite gay porn title of the outrageous pun variety: Romancing the Stone > Bromancing the Bone. We start with the portmanteau noun bromance. From Wikipedia:
A bromance is a close, emotionally-intense, non-sexual bond between two (or more) men. It is an exceptionally tight affectional, homosocial male bonding relationship that exceeds that of usual friendship
This can then be verbed and (separately) sexualized, to refer to what are sometimes called brolovers (there’s a brolovers site on tumblr, which has sexy images, many with a definitely romantic cast to them, as below).
That gets us to bromancing. Then the object bone, slang for an (erect) penis, which echoes the stone of the title Romancing the Stone and throws in some alliteration as well.
Another morning name, but this time I know where it came from — an Exploring Music program (heard on WQXR) from earlier in the week (on the theme of the week, “I Didn’t Know About You”, about music the host hadn’t been familiar with). From Wikipedia:
Reynaldo Hahn (… August 9, 1874 – January 28, 1947) was a Venezuelan, naturalised French, composer, conductor, music critic, diarist, theatre director, and salon singer. Best known as a composer of songs, he wrote in the French classical tradition of the mélodie.
A brief song by Hahn, “À Chloris”, performed by mezzo-soprano Susan Graham, can be heard here.
That’s the name of a site devoted to criticism of photographs — of penises. “Critiquing your dick pics with love”, says the Critic (who I will refer to with generic they, since they view their sex as irrelevant to the enterprise). (There is some evidence that they are in New Zealand: they use the grading scheme from a high of A+ to a low of D- because that’s what’s used in New Zealand schools; certainly the lexical choices are British rather than American.)
People send photographs of penises in to the Critic, who then provides a thoughtful critique of the photography (not the penis), with a summary grade. There are two sample photos on AZBlogX, here: the mince photo and the duvet photo.
Two morning names today (from waking up at two different times, with a name in my head each time): Marijane Meaker (the writer), Kay Scarpetta (the fictional medical examiner).
Today’s Bizarro, with a play on abduction:
So: abduction by aliens (‘extraterrestial beings’) — but for what purpose? In a significantly conventionalized use of alien abduction, the purpose is probing human beings, but here the purpose of the abduction is a more common one: kidnapping for ransom (where it happens that the kidnappers are alien creatures). There are other possibilities.
In my e-mail, a flagrantly gay ad for the men’s underwear site Daily Jocks, offering (among other things) wildly colorful Andrew Christian items and the Identity line from Curbwear, which allows the wearer to advertise (via waistbands and shirts) his preferences in sexual acts. Underwear mostly goes to my X blog, but these items have a linguistic angle, so I’m posting here. No actual genitals, but plenty of cock-teasing and sexual language, so this posting might not be for everyone.