I need numbers, or leastways, names assigned, so as to keep track. Otherwise just a parade of boobs and butts. Though not unappealing in the aggregate, difficult to select a particular 'suit' that... does what?
Appeals to women and their desire to appear desirable.
Appeals to men who would never stand a chance at approaching such women, for multible reasons.
Low grade porn, though I'm not so moralistic as to not appreciate it. I love women, I love looking at women, in all of their infinite variety.
"Work" is such a versatile verb. I mean, why not what plays and what does not play? Certainly not Jack. I mean not all the time. That would be dull. Like "word work."
P.S. I didn't much notice the swimsuits. The retro one piece caught my eye. Maybe because I'm retro.
Speaking of dressing up, my cousin up near the Canadian border is looking at below zero weather again, this one lasting a couple weeks or more. That's even cold for them folks.
X, there are 11 categories, starting with Retro, which, like chick, I like. I think we boomers have a special nostalgia for the fifties and sixties. Also, the retro cuts are more forgiving of those with pooching bellies, etc.
Also, each suit has it's brand name listed as the suit appears. I'll have to look again to see what suit, Beach Bunny, John means.
In the What Works What Doesn't category regarding bikinis and the group book project, I'm having difficulty envisioning myself enjoying or entering into either right now, as both seem like a stretch.
What I'm seeing with the bikini display, is one idea taken in several different directions, and there's a level at which I appreciate that kind of contained creative explosion. I enjoy seeing variations on a theme, where a number of different ways of addressing one basic idea are revealed.
With the group book thing, my mind goes back to shrouded memories of school projects and church council meetings involving 10 different egos with 10 different agendas each focused on advancing their own creatively wonderful way of tackling, resolving or dealing with a situation, if and when focus ON the situation was even possible. It also brought up memories of the flip book my kids had, in which turning different pages resulted in plot and story changes that took off in unexpected directions. Those were hard books to get into, so I wasn't much of a fan of them and neither were they. But then, I'm currently have difficulty attending to stories written by one author with a single vision, so that could also factor into my less than enthusiastic response. Whatever transpires, I would strongly suggest not using the BetaMovie writer as closer, if that one happens to sign up for the ride.
Depending on how things work, I've noticed that several story shows on prime time seem to have a crew of 2-3 writers working with a head writer, so that might be another possibility if rounding up 10 to start with doesn't happen or the full monty starts wobbling off course.
In keeping with the post, I'd also be interested in seeing other writing/expressive challenges form up, bikini show style, in which a single topic or paragraph is introduced with invitations for expansions, embellishments, color enhancements, and/or ruching, within or without limits.
"In the What Works What Doesn't category regarding bikinis and the group book project, I'm having difficulty envisioning myself enjoying or entering into either right now, as both seem like a stretch."
MamaM, you do have a way with words.
As can be seen from Michael's discussion thread, I was running off to Vegas with April's ghost ship...sorry, April, that was very inconsiderate of me :(
"They avoid the naked-women-look-ridiculous effect through the appearance of being clothed but tell you what you should be imagining at the same time."
The Maillard swimsuit prompts the correct reaction in men as the bikini does without ducking the issue.* A well-turned and lithe limb, bronzed to perfect in a white one piece is just as attractive as a white thigh in a black one-piece. Public swimsuits should avoid overt titillation and focus on the whole package from top to bottom everything between. I prefer solids. ________________ *There's a triple in there.
I have not signed on because I thought we already had a crowd-sourced collection of different "chapters" going on here. The notion of writing something to fit an ongoing narrative is anathema to my feline tendencies. Plus I didn't get the turn taken at Minot.
deborah said... Bat, I didn't watch Mad Men because of the retro thing. It hit too close to home, while at the same time being terribly self-important.
I stared long and hard into that mirror but could not see myself: link
Bat, I haven't read much Cheever. Probably more than one short story here or there. The only one I can recall, looking at the list of his short stories, is The Bus to St. James, which in memory, struck me as pretty subtle.
It wasn't so much seeing myself as having been young in that era. The nostalgia sweeps over me. And it's tied-in in a special way, as it melds with my California and Marine brat history.
And it's tied-in in a special way, as it melds with my California and Marine brat history.
I think the writers gave CA short shrift. I had this very argument on Twitter and the counter argument was that CA and the 1960's had been overdone. I say no. The mythos of San Francisco is oversold, perhaps. But not the story of commercial advertising.
Well, Bat, it's safe to say that I can't really judge the series, because I haven't watched but couple episodes. And these are upper-class characters being depicted. What I saw seemed a bit heavy-handed on the bleakness.
On the other hand a poster at another site a long time ago said that in pictures, dads from the sixties seemed pale and bloated. lol true.
But I'm confused, anyway. As a child, the two-tiered blond minimalist end tables seemed bleak.
No I just get that way around babes in bikinis. I met Claudia Jennings once when I was about 13 and she had to ask me if I was having trouble breathing..
What I saw seemed a bit heavy-handed on the bleakness.
What do you mean?
Do you mean to tell me that you consider it bleak when a guy with everything he's ever wanted gets drunk on a Saturday afternoon putting together his kids' play house, and then later on he passes out in his car while contemplating suicide by driving in front of a commuter train, so he never delivers the birthday cake, and the party is ruined, but he comes home, eventually, with a dog so his kids think he's a hero and his wife has to suffer through it all?
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I need numbers, or leastways, names assigned, so as to keep track. Otherwise just a parade of boobs and butts. Though not unappealing in the aggregate, difficult to select a particular 'suit' that... does what?
Appeals to women and their desire to appear desirable.
Appeals to men who would never stand a chance at approaching such women, for multible reasons.
Low grade porn, though I'm not so moralistic as to not appreciate it. I love women, I love looking at women, in all of their infinite variety.
11 bikini styles...what works and what does not?
"Work" is such a versatile verb. I mean, why not what plays and what does not play? Certainly not Jack. I mean not all the time. That would be dull. Like "word work."
P.S. I didn't much notice the swimsuits. The retro one piece caught my eye. Maybe because I'm retro.
The word "mining" took me back to Hazman's Book Project post last night.
I have two email "I'm in" promises. btw.
Totally blasé until Beach Bunny.
Speaking of dressing up, my cousin up near the Canadian border is looking at below zero weather again, this one lasting a couple weeks or more. That's even cold for them folks.
X, there are 11 categories, starting with Retro, which, like chick, I like. I think we boomers have a special nostalgia for the fifties and sixties. Also, the retro cuts are more forgiving of those with pooching bellies, etc.
Also, each suit has it's brand name listed as the suit appears. I'll have to look again to see what suit, Beach Bunny, John means.
John, you'll have to be specific, there were at least three Beach Bunnys! Two in the Metallics and one in the Keyholes.
Lem, can you say the two who are interested? You can put me down, also.
I didn't know there were 3. I guess I don't look at faces much.
What works is a rockin' body. If you've got that, nothing else really matters.
In the What Works What Doesn't category regarding bikinis and the group book project, I'm having difficulty envisioning myself enjoying or entering into either right now, as both seem like a stretch.
What I'm seeing with the bikini display, is one idea taken in several different directions, and there's a level at which I appreciate that kind of contained creative explosion. I enjoy seeing variations on a theme, where a number of different ways of addressing one basic idea are revealed.
With the group book thing, my mind goes back to shrouded memories of school projects and church council meetings involving 10 different egos with 10 different agendas each focused on advancing their own creatively wonderful way of tackling, resolving or dealing with a situation, if and when focus ON the situation was even possible. It also brought up memories of the flip book my kids had, in which turning different pages resulted in plot and story changes that took off in unexpected directions. Those were hard books to get into, so I wasn't much of a fan of them and neither were they. But then, I'm currently have difficulty attending to stories written by one author with a single vision, so that could also factor into my less than enthusiastic response. Whatever transpires, I would strongly suggest not using the BetaMovie writer as closer, if that one happens to sign up for the ride.
Depending on how things work, I've noticed that several story shows on prime time seem to have a crew of 2-3 writers working with a head writer, so that might be another possibility if rounding up 10 to start with doesn't happen or the full monty starts wobbling off course.
In keeping with the post, I'd also be interested in seeing other writing/expressive challenges form up, bikini show style, in which a single topic or paragraph is introduced with invitations for expansions, embellishments, color enhancements, and/or ruching, within or without limits.
Microkinis are in.
They avoid the naked-women-look-ridiculous effect through the appearance of being clothed but tell you what you should be imagining at the same time.
One of those great Mad Men moments: "It makes you look desperate."
"In the What Works What Doesn't category regarding bikinis and the group book project, I'm having difficulty envisioning myself enjoying or entering into either right now, as both seem like a stretch."
MamaM, you do have a way with words.
As can be seen from Michael's discussion thread, I was running off to Vegas with April's ghost ship...sorry, April, that was very inconsiderate of me :(
"They avoid the naked-women-look-ridiculous effect through the appearance of being clothed but tell you what you should be imagining at the same time."
Ironic, ain't it?
Bat, I didn't watch Mad Men because of the retro thing. It hit too close to home, while at the same time being terribly self-important.
Mad Men insists upon itself no more than Cheever.
The Maillard swimsuit prompts the correct reaction in men as the bikini does without ducking the issue.* A well-turned and lithe limb, bronzed to perfect in a white one piece is just as attractive as a white thigh in a black one-piece. Public swimsuits should avoid overt titillation and focus on the whole package from top to bottom everything between. I prefer solids.
________________
*There's a triple in there.
I have two email "I'm in" promises. btw.
I have not signed on because I thought we already had a crowd-sourced collection of different "chapters" going on here. The notion of writing something to fit an ongoing narrative is anathema to my feline tendencies. Plus I didn't get the turn taken at Minot.
"Dammit Jim, I'm a reader not a writer."
deborah said...
Bat, I didn't watch Mad Men because of the retro thing. It hit too close to home, while at the same time being terribly self-important.
I stared long and hard into that mirror but could not see myself: link
Eric the Fruit Bat said...
Mad Men insists upon itself no more than Cheever.
Over a-Cheever!
Bat, I haven't read much Cheever. Probably more than one short story here or there. The only one I can recall, looking at the list of his short stories, is The Bus to St. James, which in memory, struck me as pretty subtle.
By which I mean muted and understated.
Chick, just use sunscreen and you'll be fine.
It wasn't so much seeing myself as having been young in that era. The nostalgia sweeps over me. And it's tied-in in a special way, as it melds with my California and Marine brat history.
And it's tied-in in a special way, as it melds with my California and Marine brat history.
I think the writers gave CA short shrift. I had this very argument on Twitter and the counter argument was that CA and the 1960's had been overdone. I say no. The mythos of San Francisco is oversold, perhaps. But not the story of commercial advertising.
The whole Beach Boys and Love generation are integral to CA and the nostalgia I speak of. And of course, Vietnam.
Speaking of commercial advertising, I always envied Darren on Bewitched. Didn't he seem to have an easy, fun job?
Jeeez, deborah...Th-th-thanks!
By which I mean muted and understated.
Then you take my meaning, precisely as intended.
It was no coincidence that the series began with the Draper family living in Ossining, N.Y.
Well, Bat, it's safe to say that I can't really judge the series, because I haven't watched but couple episodes. And these are upper-class characters being depicted. What I saw seemed a bit heavy-handed on the bleakness.
On the other hand a poster at another site a long time ago said that in pictures, dads from the sixties seemed pale and bloated. lol true.
But I'm confused, anyway. As a child, the two-tiered blond minimalist end tables seemed bleak.
What phx, are you in advertising?
I think he actually said pasty and bloated.
No I just get that way around babes in bikinis. I met Claudia Jennings once when I was about 13 and she had to ask me if I was having trouble breathing..
:)
What I saw seemed a bit heavy-handed on the bleakness.
What do you mean?
Do you mean to tell me that you consider it bleak when a guy with everything he's ever wanted gets drunk on a Saturday afternoon putting together his kids' play house, and then later on he passes out in his car while contemplating suicide by driving in front of a commuter train, so he never delivers the birthday cake, and the party is ruined, but he comes home, eventually, with a dog so his kids think he's a hero and his wife has to suffer through it all?
You call that bleak?
A little.
That episode was one of the earlier ones and Mad Men has gotten kind of warm and fuzzy as it's gotten older, same as M*A*S*H.
Like just this past season when Sally walked in on her father boinking the nice guy's wife who lives next floor up.
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