Friday, December 23, 2005

Baby, can you understand me now?

Julia has an entry about Saks recent successful "Shop With A Bunny day" promotion.
I don't understand this at all. Do these guys just like pretty women for ornamental effect? Do they go home and masturbate?


The following started out as a comment in Julia's blog, One Odd Goose, but it got a little long so I thought I'd just make a post of it here.

I was in a Tower Records a few years back, looking for the then-new issue of Playboy. It had a group-interview with the cast and key production personnel of The West Wing (see? I do read it for the articles).

It also happened to be the same issue as the "Girls of the Big 10" photo feature or something. A few of the girls were from nearby University of Washington Seattle and, I was informed, they would be arriving shortly for an autograph session. Did I want to wait? I did not.

I'm telling you all this because what I don't understand is the notion of getting someone's autograph because you've seen pictures of them naked. I mean, I understand getting a musican, or a writer, an actor or an artist's autograph. For me that's as much about having a moment to tell someone that their work means something to you as it is about the souvenir.

But what am I supposed to say to a woman whose slim hold on celebrity is based only upon her having a great body, when asking for her autograph?

"Hi. You really do have beautiful breasts. Sign this, please."

Also, it seems a tad embarassing to meet a woman when there's a tacit understanding between the two of you that you've masurbated to her.

"Yeah, I came like a skyrocket. Sign right here."

So like I say, I don't understand it.

3 comments:

Ben Varkentine said...

In a weird way I think I could understand it if it were a porn star-maybe because it seems more honest and open...

Julia said...

You could always tell them, "I loved your spread."

Ben Varkentine said...

I'm afraid that subtle a bon mot is usually beyond me.