“Women’s Murder Club,” a medical examiner directs her gaze to the crotch of a female corpse and says, “That’s not your mama’s bikini wax.” On “The View,” Joy Behar said, “No pubic hair creates a wind tunnel.” And in a hysterical episode of HBO’s dark comedy series, “Curb Your Enthusiasm,” former “Seinfeld” producer Larry David performed oral sex on his wife, and in the process he sort of swallowed one of her pubic
hairs. The next day, he was still choking on it, like a cat trying to get rid of a hairball.
A psychologist at Harvard Medical School and author of Survival of the Prettiest: The Science of Beauty , Nancy Etcoff, writes that “There’s also an erotic, sexual component to hairlessness because your skin is more sensitive when it’s more exposed. Women today are emulating porn stars who have no pubic hair, and I think men like it.”
My own resistance to the plethora of bald pussies stems from my preadolescent days when pubic hair was such a big taboo that I became obsessed with it. In those pre-bikini days, I would go to Coney Island and stroll around the sand, sneaking glances at ladies in the hope of finding a few stray curlicues of forbidden pubic hair peeking out from their various and sun-dried crotches. And if I was able to discover any, why, it felt as though I had experienced a really productive afternoon.
Betty Dodson, sex educator and producer of Viva La Vulva , says, “I think we have changing ideas about what’s public and what’s private. And now that nudity is more public—nude beaches, routine nudity in film, and the enormous amount of exhibitionism and porn on the Web—I’m not surprised to see a trend toward pubic shaving. I think it’s probably here to stay.”
As for men, California Governor and former actor Arnold Schwarzenegger was only joking when he announced that he was going to get a bikini wax, but actually, Beverly Hills skin care and waxing expert Nance Mitchell has about fifty regular male customers that come for pubic waxing who “are not gay and they are not porn stars. Some go totally bare, some just do the shaft and up around the pelvic area.” She explains that “It depends on what their wives and girlfriends want. Men go along because removing the hair makes the whole package look bigger.”
Yes, the illusion of size does matter.
Sexual Outlaw
Betty Dodson
The year was 1982. I was four years past menopause and at fifty-three, the hormone levels were still dropping. Marijuana had always been an aphrodisiac, but I no longer smoked pot, to keep my short-term memory sharp while writing my sexual memoirs. Along with my yearly sexual adventure as an anonymous prostitute and running my Bodysex Groups, I continued to be interested in ways to be erotically entertained during the many years that lay ahead.
One evening over dinner, my friend Suzanne was talking about a new support group of S/M lesbians that had just started up that year. She had only been to one meeting, but when she described the kinds of topics discussed, I was transfixed. Here was a group of outrageous lesbian feminists who were enjoying the most politically incorrect sex imaginable. When I asked if she could bring me to their next meeting, she said she’d be happy to introduce me to them.
The notion of politically correct sex came from the early seventies when feminists wanted the ideal of love between equals with both partners monogamous. For heterosexual women, PC sex put them in the age-old bind of trying to change men by getting them to shape up, settle down, and be faithful, a project that has consistently failed for centuries. Most lesbians assumed sex between women would naturally be equal and faithful, which of course wasn’t true. During the seventies, I too longed for the ideal of love and sex between equals, which I was never able to establish. When I had a primary relationship with myself, that was as equal as I could get. Even then, there were
hairs. The next day, he was still choking on it, like a cat trying to get rid of a hairball.
A psychologist at Harvard Medical School and author of Survival of the Prettiest: The Science of Beauty , Nancy Etcoff, writes that “There’s also an erotic, sexual component to hairlessness because your skin is more sensitive when it’s more exposed. Women today are emulating porn stars who have no pubic hair, and I think men like it.”
My own resistance to the plethora of bald pussies stems from my preadolescent days when pubic hair was such a big taboo that I became obsessed with it. In those pre-bikini days, I would go to Coney Island and stroll around the sand, sneaking glances at ladies in the hope of finding a few stray curlicues of forbidden pubic hair peeking out from their various and sun-dried crotches. And if I was able to discover any, why, it felt as though I had experienced a really productive afternoon.
Betty Dodson, sex educator and producer of Viva La Vulva , says, “I think we have changing ideas about what’s public and what’s private. And now that nudity is more public—nude beaches, routine nudity in film, and the enormous amount of exhibitionism and porn on the Web—I’m not surprised to see a trend toward pubic shaving. I think it’s probably here to stay.”
As for men, California Governor and former actor Arnold Schwarzenegger was only joking when he announced that he was going to get a bikini wax, but actually, Beverly Hills skin care and waxing expert Nance Mitchell has about fifty regular male customers that come for pubic waxing who “are not gay and they are not porn stars. Some go totally bare, some just do the shaft and up around the pelvic area.” She explains that “It depends on what their wives and girlfriends want. Men go along because removing the hair makes the whole package look bigger.”
Yes, the illusion of size does matter.
Sexual Outlaw
Betty Dodson
The year was 1982. I was four years past menopause and at fifty-three, the hormone levels were still dropping. Marijuana had always been an aphrodisiac, but I no longer smoked pot, to keep my short-term memory sharp while writing my sexual memoirs. Along with my yearly sexual adventure as an anonymous prostitute and running my Bodysex Groups, I continued to be interested in ways to be erotically entertained during the many years that lay ahead.
One evening over dinner, my friend Suzanne was talking about a new support group of S/M lesbians that had just started up that year. She had only been to one meeting, but when she described the kinds of topics discussed, I was transfixed. Here was a group of outrageous lesbian feminists who were enjoying the most politically incorrect sex imaginable. When I asked if she could bring me to their next meeting, she said she’d be happy to introduce me to them.
The notion of politically correct sex came from the early seventies when feminists wanted the ideal of love between equals with both partners monogamous. For heterosexual women, PC sex put them in the age-old bind of trying to change men by getting them to shape up, settle down, and be faithful, a project that has consistently failed for centuries. Most lesbians assumed sex between women would naturally be equal and faithful, which of course wasn’t true. During the seventies, I too longed for the ideal of love and sex between equals, which I was never able to establish. When I had a primary relationship with myself, that was as equal as I could get. Even then, there were
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