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Panties in Public!
A revealing look at the not-so-private appearances of lovely underwear
MOSSIMO MAKES MY MOUTH WATER!
Although you're sure to find photos of women in their underwear in just
about any women's magazine, Marie Claire offers a monthly political
column that often features some sort of National Geographic expose of
downtrodden natives or some such shit. Which means, of course, that you
might get a glimpse of said natives in their natural habitat, including
nudity. For those of you who have fond memories of stealing your
parents' National Geographics to ogle bare breasts, this may be an
added incentive to pick up a copy of Marie Claire. Personally, I'm a
subscriber, and for a few months now I've been taken with the Mossimo
ads. They say they're for swimsuits, but I prefer to imagine that this
crotch-level close-up is of a pair of delicately crocheted panties.
Wouldn't you just love to get a grip on those little beads with your
teeth, and yank them down ever-so-slowly? And even if they are really
bikini bottoms, it would only mean that there would be the sensual
smell of suntan lotion mingling with the gentle bouquet of muff! Which
way to the Mossimo store?
LOVE'S TRIANGLE
Reformed bad girl Courtney Love may have overhauled her vixen image,
but you know that deep down she's still a naughty little slut!
Appearing in this provocative ad for Versace, lovingly captured by the
Ÿberfamous fashion photograher Bruce Weber, Ms. Love may look pensive,
but if you pop one of her CDs into your stereo, it's easy to imagine
that she's actually teasing you. It's equally easy to imagine crawling
in for a scratch-and-sniff snuffle of her elegantly covered crotch.
Just look at this striking pose! Doesn't it somehow beg for the next
photo in the sequence? Like she leans back, spreads her legs and asks,
"Come closer. Can you tell me what flavor douche I used this morning?"
I'm sure there was some heavy duty retouching that went on with this
shot, since I'd bet my plentiful pubes that Courtney's thatch is pretty
damn thick! This photo is a perfect example of a Panty Play cover:
splayed thighs and the taunting tongue. Somebody get her manager on the
phone!
VOYEUR'S VISION
Taschen publishes all sorts of pretty art books, and plenty of them
are, you know, that kind of arty. All you connoisseurs of panty-clad
crotches will be transported to your own personal version of the Louvre
when you spot the latest addition to the Taschen line, a coffee table
book of Roy Stuart's photographs. The cover features a ripe nymphette
in a pleated Stuart plaid skirt and we've got an up-the-skirt
perspective. She's sporting a pair of tantalizing cotton panties,
covered by finely seamed nylons. The V of her undies disappears between
her buttcheeks in the most mouth-watering of ways! And you can
practically smell the scent of her feminine essence! The cover is just
the appetizer to a mind-boggling smorgasbord of sexually fulfilling
photographs. Mr. Stuart offers you a little taste of everything: foot
worship, lesbian trysts, female domination, bushy Eurobabe pubic hair
and enough sneaky panty shots to satisfy the hungriest of fanatics.
Hurry down to your local bookstore and seek out this scrumptious
publication! I can guarantee you hours of pud-pulling enjoyment! Roy
Stuart, from Taschen, ISBN 3-8228-7872-3.
MAIL ORDER MASTURBATION
Not like I need to tell you, but Victoria's Secret catalogs are sexy! I
receive about a dozen a month, and every one is tastier than the last!
Their newest line of lovely underthings is English Lace, and the cover
that introduced them is just about every panty fan's dream. Which shot
makes you the horniest? Full frontal? Side shot with lotsa thigh?
Spread legs or the shy, clenched thigh stance? Or my personal favorite,
the butt flash. Posing a la the cast of Broadway's current smash hit,
Chicago (which, by the way, has loads of scantily clad babes, just in
case you're planning a trip to Manhattan), the sensuous supermodels are
giving us their version of a vampy cabaret show. Don't ask me why, but
there's something about their adorable bowler hats that really flips my
lid! Imagine going out on a date with a woman wearing nothing but a
dignified chapeau and this elegant English Lace lingerie! Yahoo!
Anyway, my copies of these catalogs never have a chance to get
dog-eared, since a new one arrives every time I've just about worn the
last one out. It can be embarrassing, though, when guests inquire as to
why I keep an underwear catalog in my bathroom. I did decide to archive
this particular issue, due to it's exquisite cover. Perhaps I should
just laminate it!
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