Archive for the ‘Clothing’ Category

Stand Up To Hate

April 1, 2024

That’s what the fuzzy sign said that was being passed around on Facebook, in appreciation of its unintended ambiguity: it’s supposed to be exhorting us to oppose hate (with noun hate), but it could be telling us to do our hating on our feet (with verb hate); consider some parallels in which the N and V readings are pulled apart:

Stand Up To Hatred [N reading]  OR  Stand Up To Execrate [V reading, with understood object]

Stand Up To Yelling [N]  OR  Stand Up To Yell [(intransitive) V]

Stand Up To Urination [N]  OR  Stand Up To Urinate [ (intransitive) V]

I’ll look at the ambiguity in detail in a little while. But first some words about slogans, like the one on that fuzzy sign.

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On being, turning, and wearing green

March 17, 2024

(Part of this posting will dive right into gay porn for the day, with street-talk musings on man-on-man sex that’s totally off-limits for kids and the sexually modest; I’ll hold this part off until the end, so if you need to you can bail out then)

☘️ ☘️ ☘️ It’s St. Patrick’s Day, and in my e-mail: two Bob Eckstein cartoons for the day (on turning and wearing green for the day); and a Falcon  Studios sale on gay porn, made holiday-appropriate by the mere addition of a shamrock, but which opens the topic of gay porn with actual St. Patrick’s day themes.

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Today’s Gaze Downward

February 25, 2024

(Underwear models in, well, nothing but underwear, with plain talk about their bodies, so not to everyone’s taste.)

From the folks at Daily Jocks in yesterday’s e-mail, this ad for the company’s racy DJX underwear:

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Trifecta time

February 12, 2024

(In the middle of this, with reference to my invention LDV Day, is a discussion of men’s bodies and of sex between men in elevated language — so technically not over the line, but certainly not to everyone’s taste.)

Three different occasions that happen around this time of year, on three different schedules, but this year come together in a single week. And we’re in the midst of it. First, two festivals of pleasure: the Valentine cluster (2/12 Lincoln Darwin Day; 2/13 LDV Day; 2/14 Valentine’s Day) and

Shrove Tuesday / Mardi Gras / Carnival / Pancake 🥞 Day / Fas(t)nacht / Doughnut 🍩 Day (in the land of my childhood). A day of — depending on where you are — food excesses, sexual excesses, raucous parading in the streets in fabulous costumes, role inversions, whatever, before the 40-day shriving of Lent, the Christian season of penance before Easter’s rebirth (through crucifixion and resurrection). (from my 2/13/23 posting “Abraham Lincoln hosts two festivals of pleasure”)

Mardi Gras — by the church calendar, tomorrow, though festivities are already in progress — is a moveable feast in the Christian liturgical calendar, dependent on the date of Easter, a date that’s calculated for each year from the phases of the moon. In 2024, the two festivals of pleasure happen to coincide; today is Lincoln Darwin Day and Wednesday is Valentine’s Day (which is also a family holiday for me, since it’s my daughter Elizabeth Daingerfield Zwicky’s birthday).

And then in 2024 these two festivals come during the continuing celebrations of the lunar new year according to traditional Chinese reckoning (in a 12-year cycle); a Year of the Dragon began on 2/10, and the parades and displays are still going on.

That’s the outline; a few more details, with some illustrations, follow. (Oh yes, this is also today’s MQOS Not Dead Yet posting, just more elaborate than usual.)

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Headline news for penguins: tiny sweaters Down Under

February 11, 2024

A Facebook alert today from Michael Palmer, reposting from Nadeesha Sonali Fonseka > Stranger Things in Stunning World on 2/9:

Australia’s oldest man Alfie Dates (109) knits tiny sweaters for injured penguins!


Some Aussie penguins in tiny sweaters

The Penguin Books sweater is especially sweet. And there’s a Rainbow Flag sweater too, for the politically conscious penguin.

(Yes, this is today’s Not Dead Yet posting. I have fantasies of writing somewhat longer-form entries, but life’s been difficult.)

 

Pretty in a print

February 9, 2024

Lightning news: today’s MQoS Not Dead Yet posting (not dead yet, but emotionally in a dark valley), inspired by yesterday’s Daily Jocks mailing, which presented the company’s new styles: a set of remarkable, extravagant, showy pieces of fetish homowear, and this Code22 harness, which is instead just really pretty, like its matching shorts:


Beautiful shorts for men are no surprise, and knock-your-eyes-out harnesses (in shocking pink, flagrantly jeweled, whatever) can be read as defiant toughness, but a harness in a pretty print strikes me as sweet but out of place, like an XXL jockstrap pouch embroidered with cute cartoon flowers

Here’s the thing: harnesses for men (like dog collars for men) have moved from BDSMwear — harnesses as bondage, as restraint, and symbols of submission, but also as symbols of raw toughness (I can take whatever you put me through, sir) — and have largely yielded to harnesses as fashion statements, designed to show off the wearer’s pecs and nipples (as the Code22 harness does, quite satisfactorily).

Hot Days of Christmas: geese and swans

January 11, 2024

(A certain amount of penis-talk, so not to everyone’s taste.)

My digital-artist friend continues their tour through the 12 days of Christmas in the carol, with the daily gifts embellished by hot hunks chosen to give me a moment of delighted arousal; the artist knows my ways.

They mail out greeting-card prints of their compositions to me on the day depicted in them, and when USPS manages the task of getting the cards from one American coast to the other with dispatch, they arrive in my mail 4 days later. (The performance of USPS is, to put it very kindly, erratic; yesterday was 1/10, and the cards from days 8-10, for 1/1-3, had not yet arrived.)

In any case, the cards from days 6 (geese a-laying, 12/31) and 7 (swans a-swimming, 1/1), which did arrive in 4 days, represent a shift in the artist’s approach to their subjects: instead of showing a hot hunk together with the gifts of the day (as in the first 5 days), the gift birds are treated as manifested in Hot Hunks: 6 feathered hunks who are clearly hot lays; and a putative 7-man swim team, wearing tight long johns to accentuate their figurative swan necks (their down-curved penises). Exponential explosion of hotness ensues.

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Three shoeshis

January 6, 2024

Yesterday, in my posting “Today’s food punmanteau”, about this composition:

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The memic shoeshi is a work of art, made (mostly) from food; it is neither edible nor wearable — though it could be deconstructed, and some of its materials eaten.

In other occurrences, shoeshi is in fact food — edible sushi in the shape of a shoe.

In still others, shoeshi is in fact footgear — footwear in the shape of sushi.

And that’s what’s up f6r Epiphany: 👑 👑 👑 the three shoeshis — the art (above), the food, and the footwear.

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Today’s food punmanteau

January 5, 2024

(Today has been difficult, so this is the best I can do in the way of posting — opening up a topic for further postings, soon to come.)

It starts with this memic shoeshi image I encountered today on Facebook, passed on through various friends and acquaintances, as these things are. A truly wonderful composition:


The memic shoeshi; shoeshi here is a punmanteau: a pun and a portmanteau

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Have you no sense of decency?

December 27, 2023

(Well, deeply raunchy, but in its own way, also profoundly silly. Still, not for kids or the sexually modest. These people have no modesty, and they sell things many of you have never imagined.)

No, sir, not a shred of decency, not at holiday time in the world of homocommerce, where no raunchy pun, no matter how outrageous, is out of bounds. How to sell gay sex toys in the dead of winter? Have a sale for the Winter Hole-stice! I give you the Fort Troff Winter Hole-stice Event, advertised in my e-mail this morning:

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