The Art of Confusing Men With Your Chest

Disclaimer: Today’s post contains a lot of links.

Trust me, you’ll want to click on all of them. For real.

I finally made my peace with the reed dancers, though it wasn’t easy. The main reason I forgave them is because they’re honest. With these ladies, it’s pure WYSIWYG. They’re all natural, all the time, and some of their lady bits are pretty nice. But today I bumped into this. It’s called the NuBra, and it’s what allows divas to wear dresses like these.

See, what happens is you stick these adhesive plastic thingies onto your chest area, and voilà, le bra. It has no back straps, front straps, or shoulder straps, so it’s pretty much not there. But it does prevent the ‘fun-buttons’ [Fareed’s words, not mine] from poking anyone’s eyes out, and it increases your bust by one cup size. I watched the instruction video, and that’s some pretty heated stuff. Especially the fitting part. I can hear some guys screaming, ‘PLEASE take me to school !!’ Continue reading

Of Reed Dancers, Kenyan Tweeters, Naked Girls & Gentlemen…

Click for actual gallery. WARNING: NSFW

I’m not really offended. Just … confused. See, I know the naked body is fascinating. Especially the naked female body. If it has the wrong proportions, it still evokes a degree of fascination, even if it’s the wrong kind.

So when the conversation on twitter today strayed into the reed dance, I was kind of … well … disappointed. I suppose it’s silly to be upset by what is essentially human nature. After all, the dancers voluntary showed their wares, so there’s no exploitation involved. It’s a case of willing buyer, willing photographer.

And of course now the photographer is elevated to hero status. He has lived out every man’s dream. Attending the reed dance and standing close enough to touch is a zillion times better than chilling out at the Playboy Mansion I guess.

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From Female Circumcision to Breast Ironing: The Curse of Maturity for Young Girls in Africa

Recently, a fellow DR blogger posted a blog regarding the  invention of a new controversial product called the Anti-Rape Female Condom. Our lovely readers in turn responded, giving various perspectives of the object – its very existence and its efficacy in controlling rape. Of the many comments, some written in humour and others in indifference, one captured my attention:

And when exactly do we introduce our daughters to this concept…?

Beyond the political bullshit of the day, something much bigger bugs me – our Socialization.

We can change our institutions and vote for new constitutions, but until we deal with our socialization, the very core of our beliefs, our norms and ultimately our actions, we are never going to make any progress; whether  as individuals, as a country or as a continent.The law will not help us. If anything, the law protects our fundamental beliefs. It protects our right to cultural affiliations and religious association. The law is there to protect what we believe is the norm. Sadly, some of our norms leave a bitter taste in the mouth

If our norms allow men to prey upon innocent women, rape them, impregnate them,infect them with diseases and leave them for dead, the solution does not lie in inserting jagged, plastic objects in women’s vaginas, as a protective measure. That is certainly no way for a young girl to be socialized. The problem is not with the child, the problem lies with male socialization.

The same holds true for female circumcision, it is never about the young girl, it is about the male element in that society. To quote Agnes Pareyo, also known as the Vagina Worrior:

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