When somebody wears what one might consider "sexy" clothes in normal life, the only assumption we can make is that he (or she) likes those clothes, for whatever reason. He (or she) may not want anyone else's attention, so presuming they are worn in order to be ogled is retarded. Sports bra, tool belt, swimsuit, jumpsuit, whatever.

When a performer goes on stage (literally in front of an audience), wearing gear especially chosen for that purpose, then presuming he (or she) doesn't want attention is retarded. It only makes sense to see this specially-chosen on-stage dress and behavior (and what attention and emotions they inspire) as intentional. Leather halter, loincloth, pasties and g-string, shoot a flaming arrow at a Picture of Osama Bin Laden, stick your stiletto heel up a dude's ass, whatever.

That's why they're called "stage clothes," and why nobody should feel weird about noticing them. A performer who literally puts himself (or herself) in front of an audience in sexy clothes doing sexy stuff is being retarded if he (or she) later wants to control exactly how that is perceived. It was done in public, so the public gets to have its reaction.

Whether you're Right Said Fred or a member of our humble forum, when you get sexy in public, you no longer have exclusive control of the meaning (perhaps "utility" is a better word) of the act. You did it in public.

The more general getting your dick out whenever you see a woman, yeah, that's pretty sad.

(That's off-topic, obviously)

Colonel Panic wrote:Yeah man I'm still trying in vain to ward off this raging boner.

That's what she said

Ooooooo ouch

"cum on my knee"

sunset_gun wrote:

What is really un-sexy here is that stupid fucking floor tom mount. That drum needs plain old brackets and legs.

It's better to look good than to sound good.

hurrah for jen ghetto!