2fiberglasscanoe
2fiberglasscanoe
2fiberglasscanoe

That's an honest post on your tumblr. Have you ever read Mary Douglas? I like her writing on the body and hair. On the idea of 'control' there's likely a nuanced middle ground between the give and take of sharing your life with someone. But controlling body hair is basically a metaphor for performing and expressing

As the father of a once diapered daughter: you can get poop in the vagina. Generally though, just the vulva region. So glad those days are over.

There running some f-ed up commercial in canada with ladies commenting on how much hair they're willing to put up with on a man. There's some sort of viceral hatred I've developed for it.

Pics. No wait. No pics. What was I thinking.

You could just find a pic of a ragged beaver and kill two birds with one—ah now i'm getting my animal metaphors all f-ed up.

wool. wash cold. gentle cycle.

Shinee. Prettier than petty can be.

Combine this with the clevage post and I'm just throwing my hands up in the air and saying fuck it. I'm going off to the woods for 3 months. Evveryone fix the place up before I get back.

Hypocrite dad here. I agree with most of the comments about agency, identity, getoverit, etc. I still monitor my girl's top choices for context appropriate cleavage. One of the distinctions we make between formal and informal settings is in the coverage of secondary (and primary) sexual characteristics. Obviously

"pecs" fixed: package. <—— that was the word you were looking for.

It's both. You sometimes need to shift a bit so everything is more comfortable but, especially for young men, territorial control is one display technique of hypermasculinity.

Thank you and aaagggghhhhhhhhh!!!

My kid was raised in a tolerant household and has gay relatives so I knew she'd be ok but man, I am constantly surprised by how homosexuality has become normalized within teen culture. Yes, there are pockets of fear/shame/violence but these are marginal and marginalized. I know there's a lot of work to be done but the

This is how you do a portrait tat.

You don't own a character. You don't not get to feel sad. The author doesn't owe you anything except a good story. This isn't meladrama where the bad end badly and the good well. This is a study in the vagaries of life and—god I can't believe I'm going to do this—and, much like Milton's Paradise Lost we the reader are

oh grad school.

I think DC (Vertigo) 'got' this with the runaway success of Sandman, which had a massive female readership. They just haven't been able to follow that. The niche is being taken up with Graphic Novels of which the auto/biographical, romance, coming-of-age fiction, etc. genres sell very well to female readers.

The elephant in the room is F. Wertham. But he didn't act alone. It's a fascinating period of moral crusaders, rumour panics and general f-ery. As much as I hate what Wertham became it should be remembered that he was a pioneer of providing mental health services to poor and racially segregated communities.

I agree with everything you said except the idea that the strip and the cb are essentially different creatures. The first comic books were collected strips and what we'd think of as anthologies. Also, people were just as invested in the characters and stories of the serial strips as those in comic books. There are

"Comic books were, historically speaking, marketed to men" I liked her reply but just to flesh it out. Comic Strips and Comic Books were ubiquitous from 1920-1960. The high estimates were that 60% of people (adults, kids, male/female) read graphic narratives daily. What's great about these years was the huge range