Back in college, my best dude friend laughingly told me a horrifying — and quite possibly apocryphal — story about a “friend of a friend” whose one-night stand lost control of her bowels during a particularly energetic bout of anal sex. Embarrassed for the woman, I tentatively asked what the man did at that point, figuring he’d gotten angry or flipped out or ran into the bathroom to vomit.
“Oh,” my friend said nonchalantly, “Duh. He took her into the bedroom and kept going.”
The story’s stuck with me for years and not just for the gross-out factor: the more I’d hear about women afraid to crap in their boyfriends’ apartments or in shared hotel room bathrooms on weekend getaways, about psychosomatic constipation related to the mere presence of a man with whom a woman was having sexual relations, the more I’d think about the nonchalant way men talk about shit and wonder if we were really just doing all of this to ourselves. Is it really that men (or, at least the kind of men you’d want near your genitals) need us to be poop-and-fart free to want to fuck us, or have we just convinced ourselves they did? Or, worse yet, are we projecting our own learned squeamishness about our bodily functions onto men, as a way to rationalize yet another internalization of the “our bodies are gross” myths that pervade society? Keep reading »
Everyone should see “The Nutcracker” ballet at least once in their lifetime. And if you’re demented like me, you should see the ballet/burlesque fusion show “The Slutcracker” at least once, too!
Whereas traditional ballet celebrates poise and elegance, ”The Slutcracker” turns the traditional Christmastime show on its head with satirical, saucy performances involving pole dancing and BDSM. It’s the brainchild of former ballet dancer Vanessa White and has run for four holiday seasons in Somerville, Massachusetts. In an interview with Tufts Daily student newspaper, Vanessa explained how she danced ballet for 11 years but gravitated towards burlesque after an injury. Vanessa also edited Boink, the erotica magazine for Boston University, and went on to found a burlesque troupe called Babes In Boinkland. In an entirely natural way, “The Slutcracker” became a melding of all these interests. Keep reading »