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Ask Me Ask Me Ask Me

I get asked in person all the time for advice relating to sex, gender, sex work, kink, consent... basically alternative sexuality. There's not a lot of good information for a pervert traversing the world of social mores on the sexier side of the street- and what there is tends to be heterosexist, not particularly feminist and, at the very least, often classist. That's not really the world a lot of my pervert friends live in.

At some point one of my friends turned to me and said "you know, you really need to have a kinky Miss Manners column" and I thought "ooooOOOOoooo".

But where to have such a thing? Who would take it on? At first I thought about asking the East Bay Express or SF Weekly but quickly realized that maybe I should be spreading my wings and looking past my doorstep. A lot of people keep telling Maggie and I that we need to be on Dan Savage's podcast talking about Consent Culture (to which I say, write and tell him so).

So instead, dear readers, I'll just ask you! Where do you think I should pitch this plan?

In the meantime, you can always ask me questions via Formspring by clicking on the "because ponies" image on the sidebar or clicking here.

Categories: advice, I left my sex toys in SF

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Review: Retro Pocket Rocket Vibrator

I love the Raygun Gothic Rocketship, and I am super proud that I got to rivet bits of it together. Theres something about the shiny chrome beauty of it, the way it's so retrofuturistic and dreamlike... yeah, it was inspiring to work on.

When I saw Good Vibrations was carrying a little vibrator version of my favourite Burning Man art piece, therefore, I had to have it!

The Retro Pocket Rocket waterproof vibrator is an undercover vibe that's 5" tall. In theory you could use it for penetrative play- I wouldn't personally as it doesn't seem like it'd be the most comfortable thing to use internally. The vibration is pretty strong for a toy of its size, but it's also pretty loud!

It's powered by a single AA battery, and is incredibly discreet when not in use- who would guess that this is, especially with the base to rest it on? It only has one speed, so you may find it's more of a sci fi novelty than a usual toy. Still, it's pretty adorable, and you could have it out in your house without commentary.

Made of ABS plastic and totally waterproof, the best way to wash this is just good old soap and water, or a toy cleaner/wipe. If you do insert it, don't forget to clean in the seams of the toy, and be wary- since it unscrews to open, and screws to shut, you can pinch yourself using it internally!

The Retro Pocket Rocket would be a great toy for the sci fi geek in your life- it'll look cool on your desk and be handy for blast off. ;) Thank you Good Vibrations for sending me this in exchange for a fair review!

Categories: battery-charged, Good Vibrations, review, vibrator

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Candid Pornography: an Update

Desi, from my Candid Pornography post, has declared a war against my blog, bless his heart.

I'm getting a lot of traffic from his site, of course, because he's posted on his blog, which has images/video of fat clothed women, no face photos, not the best angles, that cost money, that I'm posting photos of myself, naked, pornographic, for free. It's... a little backwards, right? Why pay for a clothed incidental photo of a faceless woman who may or may not be consenting when you can get free stuff from a woman who loves sex and porn and shows her face?

Oh, Desi.

Here's some amusing highlights, his in the blockquotes:

"Please go tell her fat, pot-bellied ass to get a life."

Amusing that he makes his money on selling images of... wait for it... fat women. I mean, either he likes fat women, and therefore calling me fat as an insult is kind of... unfortunate, or he DOESN'T like fat women, in which case he's not the best person to sell pornography of a body type he dislikes and is using these women. Either way, he kinda looks bad.

"Blogger states that users aren't allowed to send nudity on their blogs."

Here is their policy. Their adult content policy is thusly, important bits highlighted:

We do allow adult content on Blogger, including images or videos that contain nudity or sexual activity. But, please mark your blog as 'adult' in your Blogger settings. Otherwise, we may put it behind a 'mature content' interstitial.

There are some exceptions to our adult content policy:

-Do not use Blogger as a way to make money on adult content. For example, don't create blogs where a significant percentage of the content is ads or links to commercial porn sites.

-No incest or bestiality content: We do not allow image, video or text content that depicts or encourages incest or bestiality."

So, sorry, Desi, you're just wrong. It's not even vague, it's clearly started in the first part of their policy. Do your research, sugarplum!

"Also, the user that showed me the link said that she is trying to act like I am the only person that is selling candds(sic). LMAO. Below are links to several candid videographers that are selling their material."

He gives the reader a full list of other similar candid places. Some of them actually do use models and have model releases, therefore are following 2257 law and are legal. If others aren't, though, well, thanks for the tips!

"Also, isn't it funny how the only women that oppose porn, abortion and prostitution (which she basically does for a living, LOL) are the fattest, most hideously unattractive chicks?"

Did he just call me anti porn? Me? Cause I hate porn so much. I only started a porn appreciation group for women, write about ethical pornography, am speaking at SXSW about adult work and social media, perform in ethical porn, and started a site to discuss the objectification of male bodies for a female gaze.

Yep. I hate porn SO HARD. And abortion, I hate that too. And I hate prostitution. Anyone who knows me knows how much I hate sex worker rights.

*coff*

Bless. It's cute when men get all pissed off about logic.

Anyway, if you feel so inclined, continue to report desiscandids to blogger here. The link you want is desiscandids.blogspot.com. And hey, if you're bored, let's find where he goes next, eh?

Update: Poor kitten! He's so worked up he wrote another blogpost telling us he has more blogs anyway, and he's exporting it, so there. Oh noez! Cause it's so hard to find these things if we wanna look! He insulted my boyfriend's dick (cause, ya know, it's so small, and he's totally the sort of macho dude who cares) and says my ass/breasts aren't big enough. Uh... huh.

And what do you mean I am pissed about logic, women don't think with logic. They do shit based on emotions.

Bless your heart, Desi. It's ok. I know being a tantrum throwing manchild is difficult. ::pats head::

Particularly funny- even if he had 3x the followers, he'd still have a 2,192,772 Alexa rank. I have a much higher rank. Soooooo MATH FAIL!

Categories: male privilege

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fuck this scarlet letter bullshit part 4: The Internet as the New Pillory

Part of a series discussing mostly whorephobia but also slut-shaming generally: Part 1Part 2, Part 3

Hot on the tail of my post about candid pornography and the way people feel they have the right to images of your body, with or without your consent, comes a post on Salon about TheDirty, a website that gives legal names as part of their (mostly female) shaming process, and IsAnyoneUp, which goes a step further and links facebook pages for personalized harassment (oh, but are supposedly equal opportunity, as they also shame men). The crimes of these women and men? Their attractiveness (to the guy running each site), and being sexual... or just perceived as sexual.

"Both men seem to share a similar sense of sexual karma: If you ever take a naked photo of yourself, you deserve to be publicly exposed on the Internet. During a recent appearance on Anderson Cooper’s new daytime talk show, Moore told an aggrieved woman who found herself on the site, ”Nobody put a gun to your head and forced you to take these photos. It’s 2011, everything’s on the Internet.” He added: “There’s one easy way to never end up on my website: Don’t take those photos.”"

A cocktail of whorephobia (the worst thing you can say about many of these girls is asking for their price, for example, or the fact that escorts are called "portapotties"- charming), homophobia (the few men on the TheDirty are often accused of being gay, while on IsAnyoneUp, men freak out when other men compliment their cocks), and good old fashioned fatphobia, TheDirty/IsAnyoneUp are places where people submit photos of other people for ridicule. It's a place where every person is measured up against the "perfect 10" body (or the male equivalent) and some weird algorithm for being the right amount of sexual- not a prude or a slut but that magic space in the middle.

People who submit to TheDirty often complain about how girls who don't fit some standard of a "perfect 10":

"Now that a homely girl has gained some popularity with photshopped(sic) and edited images on Facebook and Twitter, their ego all of a sudden goes from insecure ugly duckling to that of an absolute 10. How is this okay, and when is it going to stop?"

This is a perfect lead in to another article that's been circulating, over on the Huffington Post, about Facebook and teenage female body image. There's this female competitiveness trend, you see, that girls learn early on and then spend much of their lives trying to kick the habit- a trend that often leads to cyberbullying. But the other side, the trickier side, is that girls post images of themselves in the hope of getting complimented for their attractiveness as defined by their conforming to feminine ideals, by boys and girls alike. The more popular you are, the more praise you will receive- and the more likely you will conform to maintain that reputation. And the less popular you are, the less freedom you have to push at the mold of what's "feminine" and "attractive" without fear of bullying.

Societies have gone along for a while on the idea that women need to be pretty and feminine and men need to be wealthy and powerful. Facebook gives another playground on which to go along with the same gender politics, though I'm also found it invigorating for ways in which people buck that trend and fight back. But it has also opened my eyes to some incredible privilege denial and infuriated me and given me fodder for this here blog. I can only deal with it because I have had a lot of practice in maintaining a thick skin and fighting back.

As a high school student, though, I probably would've posted photos of myself too, because teenagers are desperate for attention and validation. I would've been crushed when people told me I was fat and ugly, as they inevitably would have, since putting people down is part of the social contract if you want to climb through the ranks. I was already somewhat promiscuous because it helped me feel liked, it validated my attractiveness on some level, it gave me some power in that currency. Had the internet been more a part of my life, particularly social media and texting, I bet that would've had a seriously negative impact. I was already drowning in media messages on a daily basis telling me to be thinner, style my hair, do my makeup, have more money to afford nicer clothes, and was struggling with bulimia and self-worth. I think what would've made it worse is that bullies would no longer have to say it to my face and risk me punching them- they could gang up on me online and I would have limited recourse.

I have gotten out alive, and am pretty proud of being fat, proud of being a lesbo whore, but it has not been fucking easy going.

This had led me to think of the internet as a sort of pillory system, a place where people can be named and shamed with limited possibility of backlash. A person can easily be elevated and humiliated, their reputation destroyed, thanks to mob mentality and the belief that on the internet your abuse is anonymous. Porn Wikileaks was a great example of that, where they spent all their time outing people's personal details while hiding who they were- obviously under the belief that some people deserve privacy and others do not, that by being a sexual person you deserve the pillory. What's particularly amazing is that you may never know that you're in this social pillory, unless you come across it or someone tells you about it.

But you know what helps?

Imagine, if you will, getting thrust into a pillory for something you don't think is a crime. Being comfortable in your body, say. Being heavier or lighter than the average "acceptable" weight. Being  marginalized person. Being a sexual person.

Now imagine you can escape that pillory, Houdini style, and put your accusers in there instead to be ridiculed and exposed for the asshats they are.

That's why I speak up, and speak out.

Categories: fat is fit, feminism, I'm a feminist too, interwebz, male privilege, politics, queer, sex work is work

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A Switchblade In my Sleeve: Why I Talk Back

"Don't feed the trolls".

I get told this a lot. Don't argue with trolls, Kitty, don't keep fighting with them, they're assholes, they just want the attention. Just block them. Just walk away. Just pretend you don't hear them. Don't look. Don't speak. Don't respond.

I used to do that. Used to bottle up my rage, vent it elsewhere. Then I realized that by not directing my rage back at these people, even just the once, I was internalizing it. I was taking it out in the wrong place, at the wrong people. And that's just ridiculous. I've had enough of wasting energy preaching to the choir and playing nice.

If someone catcalls me in an intimidating way? I'm going to confront them.

If someone publishes my personal details on a website to try to shut me up? I'm going to get even louder.

And if someone brings their abusive attitude to my turf? I am going to rip them a new one.

None of this "turn the other cheek" bullshit. I am not a passive person. I am not the docile type. I am a feral cat and I will claw back. As well I should, really. What sort of world is this when someone suffers abuse and harassment and is told the best method to deal with it is to shut up and sit down? Bless your hearts, I know there are people reading my blog who have said this in the interest of maintaining my mental health- I know you mean well, but I am not in the business of playing dead, and to hold my tongue exhausts me more than to fight back. I do not have the privilege of "just ignoring it"- as a fat girl, as a sexual woman, as a fat sexual being, as a sex worker, I would have to completely block out human interaction to have safe space. To ignore it is to submit to it.

Margaret Cho said something similar this week, to the delight of people everywhere, talking about her response and her anger when people make negative comments about her appearance, and how pissed off it makes her when people say "gee, you're just too angry":

"I do not take the high road. I take the low road and blows below the belt are my absolute favorite. The best revenge is not living well. The best revenge is revenge. My mouth and mind and typing fingers are weapons of mass destruction and I pity those ignorant idiots who would leave insults about mine or any women's bodies in comment boxes because there's ways of hunting people down. Lots and lots of ways. It's not as anonymous as they think, as stupid as they are.

I'd like to say things that would haunt them for the rest of their days, because their hideous words stay with me eternally. Their insipid spouts of "no fat chicks" are branded onto my soul, so they must reap what they sow. If I am in my worst way and I talk to you, you will know you have been talked to. I want to punish you with the unforgettable shit you will take to your grave and hurt you long after you are dead in the ground. may my poison bore holes in your dry, decaying bones."

There are a lot of quotes about how anger destroys the person holding it, how anger is poisonous and will hurt you if you indulge in it. I call bullshit. One of my favourite quotes ever is from a flash cartoon I saw years back- "don't direct your anger inwards... direct it OUTWARDS, towards your peers!" While in that cartoon it was an anti-suicide message, it spoke to me about anger- why should I take these things out on myself when it's other people trying to hurt me? Better to direct that venom back at them, a purifying fire out of which I am reborn again and again, a more streamlined activist with better armour and a sharper tongue each time.

I've been beginning to read through the SCUM Manifesto, a classic in the history of feminism that is often blown off as "too angry" and "crazy talk". And yes, it's sometimes pretty amusing, very much a product of its time, and certainly pissed off at patriarchy and capitalism- quotes like "Eaten up with guilt, shame, fears and insecurities and obtaining, if he's lucky, a barely perceptible physical feeling, the male is, nonetheless, obsessed with screwing; he'll swim through a river of snot, wade nostril-deep through a mile of vomit, if he thinks there'll be a friendly pussy awaiting him" is definitely the product of someone who is livid at male privilege.

Yet I find myself drawn to it, find myself surprised at how often I nod at Valerie Solanas's words and say "actually..." When I saw the article about the women in Egypt who fought back and caned the self-appointed "morality police", I cheered. India's Pink Vigilantes who shame abusive husbands and corrupt politicians by banging on their doors as a mob? That's AWESOME. When thugs attack two men on a fancy dress night out wearing dresses for being "fags", and those men turn out to be fucking cage fighters? I say justice.

Pacifism has almost always ridden the coattails of people ready to be aggressive back. As a sex worker and a woman who is constantly made aware of the ways in which capitalism and patriarchy seeks to keep me quiet and in my place? I'm all for fighting back. Writing strongly worded letters only works when people read them.

I don't feel the need to use a bomb where diplomacy has a chance- however, I'm definitely not going to tell marginalized groups they're being "too angry" and that they should just deal with individual and systematic violence with peaceful resistance. There is a space for anger that can be healthy:

Healthy anger is not aggressive, nor is it passive. The formidable center is clear and assertive. It is responsive but not reactionary.

So yes. If punching back is "feeding the trolls", I am a total feeder. I will stuff them with my pointed fury until they burst. Because it allows me to do alchemy with my own anger, transforming the possibility of hurt and victimhood into strength and a push back. I will not be kept down. And I will definitely not be kept quiet.

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.
Maya Angelou

(And when you wonder why I'm so into My Little Pony? It's my unicorn chaser for LIFE.

Blog title is a nod to Ani Difranco.)

Categories: activism, angry, feminism, male privilege, politics, sex bloggers, sex work is work

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Candid Pornography

(Update: Desiscandids is no longer live on Tumblr, and the blog is against the blogger content policy- they forbid blogs that only exist to make money off adult content... and one of their posts is of a declared teenage girl, so w/o 2257s... If you feel so inclined, report desiscandids to blogger here. Protest and information = power!)

Candid photography is one of those tricky things. At Folsom, Pride, or do a performance/event my photo gets taken all the time, but I also expect that and dress/act accordingly. I'm even a bit sad that I never see the photos!

When you leave the house and are in public space, in the US anyway, your rights around people taking photos of you are pretty much gone, unless it's something seen as overtly sexual like upskirt shots. There's been some question about candid photography with the intent of objectifying someone without their consent, for example with TubeCrush.net, where women send photos of cute men that they take while one public transit. Women have their photos or video taken of them by creepy dudes all the time, so there's a big question about if it's bad to objectify men in this way or not (taste of their own medicine, that sort of thing). I mean, men are often not objectified generally, hence my intense desire to dress up like a construction worker with a bunch of other femmes and catcall men in suits in downtown SF. Does that make it more ok to photograph people with sexual intentions if they aren't usually objectified in that way? I don't feel comfortable saying yes, though it's something I'm running through in my brain.

Still, regardless of the genders involved, there's a social contract in place that says you should probably ask for permission and typically it's best to get a model release while you're at it, right? If you want to take a photo of someone looking sexy you probably want to make sure they're over the age of consent, at least. Taking photos of people without asking as wank fodder, particularly wank fodder other people pay for, is kind of... sinister.

That's exactly what Desi's Candid Big Butts is doing. They have a tumblr and a blogspot where they take photos of women with large derrieres and then post them, with video costing money. Oh, and despite the fact this person does this without asking the women, they watermark all their material... so you don't steal it. IRONY!

The boy sees this, and he flags the blog over on tumblr, saying "gee, guys, this seems kind of fucked up and possibly illegal". Tumblr responds thusly:

Hello,
We realize this content may be very upsetting, but we also highly value freedom of expression and freedom of speech.
Sometimes content posted by a blogger may be mean-spirited or upsetting but does not violate the law. In order to maintain freedom of expression, we cannot remove that material.
You can and should stop viewing content from an offending blogger. If you use Tumblr, you can also Block a blogger at http://tumblr.com/block. This prevents you from seeing content from that blogger on your Dashboard and prevents that blogger from sending you messages via Tumblr.
Thank you for taking the time to share your concern with us.
Beth

I looked into this further and discovered objectifying OTHER parts of women is a-ok legal-wise. Feet? Totally cool!  Smoking? Legal! Asses? As long as they're wearing clothes! Upskirt, though? A step too far. Good to know. Is this objectification of fat girls ok because they're fat and aren't usually seen as desirable? If I saw my ass on this site I would be pissed.

That said, I've been reading about this a lot, and while you may not need a model release for fine art or editorial use, pornography is commercial use and as such requires model releases AND 2257 forms. The question is- is pornography in the eye of the beholder? Is it in the intention in which it's displayed or presented? Is it illegal, should it be illegal, or is it just in bad taste?

Also, can I just have my usual "WTF IS WITH MALE PRIVILEGE", not only that someone feels they have the right to take these images without permission, OR to sell them, but that people consume these images without giving a fuck.

::sigh::

Feel free to tell tumblr what you think here: support@tumblr.com

UPDATE:

This letter was also written to Tumblr, and we'll let you know when a response is sent:

"Dear Tumblr folks:

The Tumblr blog http://desiscandids.tumblr.com/ is in violation of US federal law 18 U.S.C. § 2257, which requires recordkeeping from producers of sexually explicit material. The user/blog in question presents "candid" photographs and video of women and teenage girls, with some material *for sale* through *your* web service, with no documentation available about the age and consent of the persons depicted.

In addition, this content is in violation, on many counts, of New York Penal Law 235, with which I hope you are familiar, given that your company is based in New York State.
Tumblr is hosting illegal content. Since you state in your terms of service that: "Use of the Site or Services to violate the security of any computer network, crack passwords or security encryption codes, transfer or store illegal material including that are deemed threatening or obscene, or engage in any kind of illegal activity is expressly prohibited," it seems obvious that this Tumblr site should be removed.

I look forward to hearing how Tumblr chooses to resolve this issue. My New York attorney, R- M-, will also be watching the matter with interest.

Thank you.
Sincerely,

Rose White"

Categories: legality, male objectification (or lack thereof), male privilege, photos, politics

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A 28 Birthday Fete!

My 28th birthday was this last weekend, and it was fabulous!

We had a meeting of the Ladies High Tea and Pornography Society, with about 20 ladies coming in their best hats and gloves to sip creme brulee earl grey tea and Pimms, snack on mini pot pies and cucumber-mint sandwiches, and watch such art as "Rezervoir Doggs XXX" and "Open Invitation: A Real Swingers Party in San Francisco". It was absolutely delightful! I was really happy to be surrounded by friends who also enjoy the juxtaposition of a frilly tea with hardcore smut. Additionally, this was the first meeting of LHT&P in the Bay Area, so it was awesome to have it for my birthday, at my house, low key enough to not exhaust me but not so low key that it was dull.

I think a great number of the ladies who came are excited to see more of these happen in the future! I do hope there are more, as I'm really enjoying being surrounded by female energy and laughing. There's nothing like watching parody porn and making fun of it while dressed in a ladylike fashion and flirting with similarly minded folk! Admiring each others "sunday best" certainly broke the ice and led to an enjoyable party. And the boy sent the most beautiful bouquet of flowers!

I brought out the vintage china for the party, and was relieved that none of it got broken. It's my inheritance, after all! I am a little sad that my Lady Clankington pistol apparently got dropped and some pieces broke off it, but I'll see if I can get it fixed up.

After the tea party, it was time to put moustaches on and go to Suzanne's birthday party- we're birthday twins after all! So on with the moustaches and off to Oakland, where gin was had, and cake, and hanging out with all my friends together at once. I got all sorts of awesome presents, including a singing pickle, donations towards the Consent Culture tour with Maggie Mayhem, some cute tights and a beautiful necklace. I drank too much, stepped in some cake accidentally, and ended up falling asleep at 11pm, but woke up to brunch, geocaching, and a relaxed day at home. I felt incredibly loved, and so happy to see so many people I care about.

All in all, it was a good start to my 28th year!

The cherry on the top was yesterday, when my ex partner took me to get my cutie mark. Yeah, yeah, I know, but the cutie mark thing really speaks to me. The idea that at some point you earn your cutie mark, a symbol that references your passion and your life path is one that really resonates.

I knew pretty quickly what that cutie mark was going to be, too- a sword and a pen, crossed. I'm a firm believer that while the pen is mightier than the sword, both are good to have on hand!

The sword is Xena's sword, as she was my feminist and queer femme icon from an early age- kickass, a little kinky, sometimes fucking up but always striving to help those in need. Xena was my pre-Buffy idol, a woman who didn't need to settle down, who could take care of herself but was still vulnerable when someone deserved that intimacy. She had a strong relationship with another woman, was an equal partner in bed, was at one with her desires and, while she wasn't monogamous, she was pretty ethical with her lovers. I also liked her backstory- fighting to protect her village, she becomes one of the most feared warlords in the land, gets knocked off her path of destruction and becomes a champion of those who have less power. Read this blog for like, 5 minutes and tell me that didn't imprint!

The pen is a Mont Blanc Boheme Noir, a really beautiful and quality fountain pen. I liked it first because of the name (ah, Bohemianism, and an opera with tuberculosis as a main theme) but also because, while it's a high quality pen, it's not the fanciest, most top-of-the-line in the Mont Blanc world. I'll admit, I went to Mont Blanc because when I told my girlfriend I was getting "a pen" she looked horrified that it wasn't a specific pen. She's a bit of a calligraphy snob. ;)

I'm really happy with my cutie mark, which is on my upper thigh (my flank, shall we say) and positioned to look sexy when I'm wearing a garter belt and stockings. Soon, there'll be an image of that! I also got my acetylene tattoo at last, on my back- highly explosive? Yep. sounds about right.

All in all, a lovely birthday. I'm so grateful to have spent it with so many of my loved ones. Bring on 28!

Categories: holidays, Ladies High Tea and Pornography, parties, yay

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Review: Betty Harness

It was months ago that I got the Betty harness and I was so excited about it. But when I tried it on... it was about 3" too small for my hips.

Boo!

I was super disappointed, because this harness is perfect- femme, cute, and machine washable, the perfect counterpart to the Joque. I also loved the smooth pantie-like closure that uses velcro instead of metal or rubber rings to fit your cock, meaning there's nothing stiff to smack into. It's a simple design, certainly, but super sweet.

Too bad it didn't fit.

Saddened, I messaged Velvet Nest, the company that made these, to ask if they did any custom harnesses. Imagine my joy and delight when they said yes indeed they did, and they'd be happy to custom make a harness for me for just $25 more (and they kept the pattern in case I reorder!) That means that if you are a femme with hips over 48", you can get a cute harness custom made. Kind of massive, no? My hips are about 50" so you can see how it looks on me.

I particularly liked the red and white peppermint striping of the Betty harness, but if black with white polka dots are more your style, the Veronica is also available. The extra small/small fits a 34-38" waist, and the 1x/2x fits 42-48", so knowing you can go custom if you want is really helpful.

The straps are easy to adjust, and you can slide the harness on and off with ease thanks to the buckles. The back strap is just a solid but wide piece of fabric offering some great back support. The whole design is also ideal for wearing under clothing without anyone guessing.

If you're in the market for a vegan or machine washable harness with a femme asthetic, Velvet Nest certainly has you covered and is well worth checking out! Good Vibrations carried the whole set and now only seems to have the Betty in a 1x/2x, so they're pretty popular. Well worth looking into!

Categories: Good Vibrations, harnesses, review, strap ons, veganism

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Why Working Hard for Privilege Doesn't Negate That Privilege.

So there's an article about how being thin isn't a privilege up at SexIs by Roland Hulme, a guy who has written before about how drunk consent is still consent ("otherwise we have to re-examine a woman's right to drink!" he quips), an article that wasn't fact-checked about Madison and breastfeeding, and about how the writer doesn't think trans people should be allowed to change their sex on their birth certificates. "The notion of “thin privilege” undermines, dismisses and insults all that formerly fat people did to become the size they are today," he says, while completely ignoring that people get bullied, not just by individuals, but by institutions, simply because of their weight.

This article (in a column called "The Devil's Advocate", by the way) was spurred by my post on the Thin Privilege Checklist, which I pointed out was sometimes accurate and sometimes problematic as it ignored that slender people deal with some of the same invasive issues. My post on holidays and body image also feeds into a lot of the same issues (see what I did there?) I'm pretty sure I'm the "idiot pundit" he refers to.

Dear poppet Roland and I got into a mighty Twitter battle over how he worked out really hard to get slim and therefore thin privilege wasn't a thing that existed. What saddens me is that people are so defensive about looking at their privileges, rather than grateful that they are in a place to explore them and use that privilege to help others who don't have that access. I use my white privilege to educate myself on racism, for example, and as a weapon to be a better anti-racist, rather than be butthurt when someone points out my privilege, y'know?

That said, I can also understand how people might feel defensive- thanks to a world that is pretty constantly anti-women, anti-trans, anti-queer, anti-POC, anti-fat, anti-disability, etc, people who point privilege out are often fed up and angry and may do so from a place of fury. And I get that. I really do. Anyone who reads my blog can imagine the stream of anti-male stuff that goes on in my head. I get fed up and angry at the constant stream of bullshit I encounter on a daily basis.

But I'm not actually anti-male. And tempting as it is to simplify it in that way, it's not accurate and leads to endless discussion about "male privilege" vs "female privilege", when what I actually mean to say is I'm anti-patriarchy and I'm anti-male entitlement. Personally I've found combating privilege from a place of my own defensiveness to be counterproductive, and often reactionary in a way that doesn't communicate what I actually mean. I totally get defensive when someone says "fuck you and your privilege", even though I get why they choose to communicate it that way. It's a constant process and one I keep working on.

So I feel for dearest Roland, who keeps talking about how he shouldn't be made to feel bad about his privileges, that he worked hard for them. Ok, sure. But being told to check your privilege, while sometimes used as a snarky comment or as a violent clue-by-four, can also be taken at face value- are you taking for granted things that others don't? And are you conflating intrapersonal privilege (getting bullied on an individual level) vs institutional privilege (being told as a fat person you need to purchase two seats on an airplane or not fly)? Because they're not the same, and both are important to look at.

As a fat sex worker, my body is up for discussion a lot. In the US, where fatphobia reigns supreme despite all the access to crappy food, I have dealt often with phone calls and emails from clients who abused me emotionally about my weight and daring to be sexual. In the UK, however, where I can go to many shops and buy sexy, well-fitting clothes for my size 20 body, strangely enough I don't deal with that abuse at all. There is less (dare I say) weight given to thinness there- sexy is seen as coming in multiple shapes and sizes, and it's obvious in how clients behave. The US definitely has created a world where average to slender is idealized (for women, at least, men is a whole 'nother article, as you want to be not too thin, or too fat, but some spectrum in the middle).

I still believe pretty strongly, as I said on Twitter weeks back, that access to exercise and quality food that you can afford does equal privilege. Being able bodied makes it easier to do that and = privilege. Having time to work out = privilege. Not getting harassed about your weight wherever you go = privilege. It can be an earned privilege, even a hard-earned privilege, but it's still a privileged position. A transman works very hard to get to the position of passing as male, for example, but for him to say he doesn't have access to some aspects of male privilege would be folly.

To be clearer- getting from a place of lacking privilege to having more privilege is hard fucking work and honestly worth being proud of- HOWEVER, it doesn't take away from the fact you then have that privilege.

I worked my ass off to get from a place of teetering on poverty's doorstep to a place now where I can actually save money. I used to eat exclusively from food banks- food that was always processed and canned, because that was cheap and kept well, but was also high in sodium and sugars. There was no access to fruits and vegetables, or fresh meat. There was no wheat bread. The best I could get was high calorie, low nutrient crapola. Check out this infographic on the number of calories $1 will buy for a visual aid.

I got out of it. I can now eat nicer food, and yeah, because I eat better food I eat less of it. But I have privilege- I live with family (I have local family with room for me to stay) so don't have to pay rent, I have skills that are marketable (and access to education, and friends in privileged positions that are generous), I have access to a vehicle and the internet.

It's not a bad thing that I have privilege, and it's not a dirty word IMO.

It becomes infuriating, though, when people pretend their privileges don't exist and make their lives easier. Because of my lack of rent and my access to freelance jobs utilizing my skills, I am in a position of privilege where I can afford to pick and choose sex work clients, for example. If I have a bad gut feeling, I don't see a client. I work indoors, with clients who have given references. I can take a week to decide. To say those safety measures aren't a privilege, that it was just due to the hard work I put in, would be insulting to people who do, say, survival sex work, suggesting if they just worked hard enough they could have privilege too. That's just not always true. It is incredibly hard to "pull yourself up by your bootstraps" when you have to make your own boots, and when you have multiple types of oppression holding you down. I feel really proud to have turned things around, and I worked for years to do so- but I'm aware that my privilege helped me do that dramatically, and I'm grateful, not guilty.

It's not about Roland feeling guilty. I don't care if he feels guilty or not, frankly. But I do care if he's using defensiveness to derail the arguments being made, and as a way of refusing to check that privilege. It's part of being compassionate and empathetic, listening and responding, not just sticking your fingers in your ears and screaming "no no no!" I get it, truly. I still struggle with my own desire to be defensive. But it's just that, being defensive, it's not being accurate.

And I don't know even how to start with Roland's idea of comparing starving Ethiopeans to thin people in the US as a way of saying thin privilege doesn't exist. I'll just leave it at "wow, that's incredibly offensive, but then considering what and how you write, it seems like you just like to stir the pot". But I will mention that malnourishment, which is often something that happens not only in poorer countries but also among the lower classes here in the US thanks to the food access issues I mentioned earlier, often leads to a distended belly... and the appearance of being fat.

Categories: aaaaaa, fat is fit, male privilege, politics

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Review: Mascara Vibrator

I am a femme who likes to be prepared.

That said, I've been going a little overboard with that- my laptop bag currently has, among the books on spotting predators, a set of anal beads and some door cuffs.

But not everyone has that level of... lack of shame?.. lack of common sense?.. that I have. Some people like subtlety and discretion. I don't fully understand, but to each their own, right?

And this is a pretty sweet toy.

Disguised as a mascara, this container is hiding a pretty strong little vibrator called the Bedroom Eyes Mascara Vibrator, and it's available at Good Vibrations. Using three LR44 button cell batteries (and handily coming with six!) this little gem will keep going for 80 minutes! Not bad.

It's got a little push button in the base that cycles through three different speeds, and then one pulsing sensation that's quite pleasant. The "brush" at the end is silicone and elastomer for a surprisingly sexy tease- you can either use the textured side, or the tip for some more concentrated vibration.

Of course this makes for the perfect femme purse item- it'll discreetly nestle among all your other toys and can make any bathroom touchup into a little more touching... I can't wait to give it a try. It's quiet enough that you can get up to no good without other people hearing you. Unless you giggle.

I also like that the design means it can protect the silicone/elastomer tip from fuzzies, as well as keep it looking like just another item of makeup in your purse. Compact, pretty, and camouflaged, the Bedroom Eyes vibe is a handy little piece of equipment to have on hand!

I personally quite enjoyed using the bristles on this to tickle my labia, along with on my clit- I'm imagining my boy will enjoy feeling it on his nipples when he gets here, too!

For cleaning this, I used soap and water, though a toy spray would work too. It's waterproof, so you can clean it easily, though don't boil it. And as with any silicone toys, don't use silicone lubricant with this- use some nice water-based instead.

Thank you Good Vibrations for letting me try out the Bedroom Eyes Mascara Vibrator in exchange for an honest and fair review!

Categories: battery-charged, Good Vibrations, review, vibrator