I swear some day I’m going to start a Pit thread about the conspiracy theories that state that men have no higher priority than subjugating women or treating them as nothing but sex objects. I just don’t have enough examples now to justify it (and it could be that there’s not much to Pit after all).
But here’s one that crossed my mind. I’ve been hearing it for years.
It’s said that when men see women’s lips, they are reminded of vaginas. And that when women wear red lipstick, it reminds men of vaginal lips that are engorged with excitement.
Is there any truth to this claim at all? Men: Do (mouth) lips bear any similarity, whatsoever, to a vagina? Or or this just Freudian wishful thinking?
Maybe if I was around more vaginas that chewed gum, puffed on a cigarette or engaged me in conversation. Sadly though, my experience with such has been woefully limited.
Full, naturally red lips are associated with youth. Lipstick probably began as a way of “correcting” lips that were to thin or too pale. Nowadays cosmetic fashions are more a way to sell a new set of colors every season than anything Darwinian.
I seem to remember reading something about prostitutes in the olden days wearing red, red lipstick to advertise that they gave blowjobs, but I’m at work and don’t want to try googling that up right now.
That’s the story I’ve heard too. Although I have no idea how to weed through the porn sites you’d get if you googled it. Anyway it could be apocraphal but it has and element of truth…I think it’s about emphasising the mouth as a sexual orifice. Which to some extent is making it “like a vagina”.
(As an aside…the first think I thought when I saw the title was my step father’ Playboys I used to read when I was a kid. Including Xavier Hollander’s advice column which featured a lipstick carved to look like a penis. Except at the time I had no idea that’s what it was supposed to be. I thought that’s just what lipsticks got to look like after a while. Playboy was very educational but they just didn’t include many penii back then {and the kid next door didn’t have anything that looked like that; I know, I checked…})
You know, if you think about boinking every woman you see, or just the majority of them, maybe, just maybe, it is not because her lips are red, or you subconsciously read the word ‘sex’ in the ice cubes in an ad, or the fact that there is fluoride in the water, or you heard rock and or roll music playing, or you played Leisure Suit Larry thinking it was a '70s trivia game, or you saw Janet Jackson’s nipple at the Superbowl for a nanosecond, or you ate a green M&M, or she was wearing a short skirt so she was asking for it, or you visited the Empire State Building when you were six and the phallic symbolism ruined you, maybe, perhaps, it’s because you are a horny bastard.
(Well, it sounds less painful than your version.)