Unmentionables

For all my loyal and adoring fans out there (har, har, grin) I apologize for the lack of posts recently, but for the last week or so I've had either no time or no patience to write, though I've had plenty of things to write about. For instance just two days ago I was determined to write out a long and philosophical discussion on the music of Bjork but was so busy I barely had time to take a restroom break, much less compose some awe-inspiring novella about life, so it fizzled out of its almost-existence in a disconcerting mix of teeth-grinds and sighs. I don't feel nearly so philosophical and smart about her music now that I'm not listening to it, so I can't promise to bring those thoughts back from the dead, but I will listen to nothing but Bjork on Sunday (a slower day) and will give it my best.

I was also intending to, in a separate post, delve into the moral ins and outs of wearing just a bra under my new mesh-backed shirt so that people can see my back tattoo, and what the visible bra back and straps might say about me despite my actual morals. The front of the shirt is regular, non-see-through-able fabric, so it wouldn't be a full-on flashing, really ...

Well, ok then, there you have it: discuss and report on the possible social acceptance of undergarments visible not for the sake of the undergarments themselves, but for the art on the flesh beneath them. I'm not talking about going to work or a nice restarant dressed this way, but rather just out and about shopping, touristing, lounging by the American River, etc. Would I be seen as a slut, and if so, by what generalized group of people, and should I care about that if in the end I get more comments on the tattoo rather than the bra? Or should I wear a bikini top under it instead of a bra, as those are perfectly acceptable?

That's something I never really understood, actually. How is it that it's perfectly alright for women to walk around shirtless in bikini tops but not a bra? Think about it: They're the same damn thing. The only legitimate difference bewteen the two is that bikinis are made specifically for water-use, and bras are not. The less meanigful difference would be in the styles, but really, with so very many different styles for both bikinis and bras, does that difference really count? Both are made to cover breasts - or at least the pink parts, for those women brazen and/or small-breasted enough to wear those silly little string things.

So why do we discriminate against bras so much, to the point that some frown upon seeing even the tiniest accidental sliver of a strap, but don't even think twice about seeing someone walk in with a string and two (small) triangles of fabric as the only things between eyesight and flesh? Honestly, I really don't understand the demands of a 'moral' society sometimes.

So. Bra? Bikini top? Hell - nothing? Or should I give up on ever showing off that tattoo unless I'm properly attired for and planning to swim?

Of course, I could be entirely logical and remember that it really doesn't matter until I actually finish the tattoo; it's sort of silly to purposefully show off one that's less than half done.

On a completely different note, check out this picture of Harry. Just because I have a thing for dragons and books, and he was showing off anyway with his head up high like this:



Here is an earlier photo of him on the bookshelf, this time wearing his halter and leash, which the boy insists on calling his "pink bra:"



Now that you have been honored with reptilian wonderfulness, have a nice day, and a spiffy weekend. Bjork post on Sunday or Monday, I promise.