Thursday, July 21, 2011


Mebbe, but... ummm... interesting, none the less.

There isn't a man alive who hasn't sat waiting... patiently or otherwise... for his lady to emerge from her boudoir all gussied up and ready to face the world.  I used to think such a wait interminable until I watched the video above; now I'm just thanking The Deity At Hand that I lived in the 20th century, and not the 19th... or earlier.  And my thanks extend much further than that agonizing wait.  I mean, can you IMAGINE how hard it musta been to cop a feel through all that stuff?

Oops.  We've revealed our Philistine side.  Dang -- yet another self-inflicted wound. 


  1. I just don't even want to think about it.

  2. Well, I approached this from a male POV, but your thoughts are well-taken, Moogie.

  3. I'm thinking all that clothing was one of the few forms of birth control available to women back then. :)

  4. I think you just cured me of my nostalgia for the past.

  5. Crazy indeed. Those corsets frequently re-arranged a woman's internal organs, shifting lungs aside and forcing stomach and liver upwards or downwards. They changed the shape of a person, right down to the ribcage.

    Pretty - yes. Insane - absolutely.

  6. I think you just cured me of my nostalgia for the past. Yup BR, even though my daddy always said I was born 100 years too late, I can't imagine wearing that

    heh, wv: swoon. srsly, I think I'd swoon under all that

  7. Skip: You're TOO kind. Really. ;-)

    Red: I see where you're comin' from.

    Dave: The vid put a crimp in my nostalgia, too.

    Lou: Aren't you glad you weren't born then?

    Kris: Your comment just made me think of wimmen's shoes, aka "torture devices."

    Deb: I have a hard time imagining women wearing those things, too.


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