My "Happy Marriage" blanket contains extra internal pockets for storing liquor, epidermis-permeable thorazine lotion (on the husband side), and a built in vibrator in juuuust the right spot on my side.
Why yes I've composed a sketch of said blanket, would you like to see?
Okay, okay, but where is the blanket that automatically negates the furnace-like properties of the guy in my bed? How can one person put out that much body heat?
Okay, I grew up on the foggy, damp Northern California coast (think London weather) and always owned one of these. When I visit my grandma I crank that baby up first thing--I LOVE ELECTRIC BLANKIES!
I'm far too terrified to buy one of these. Because I am a person who worries, daily, that a hair implement or my coffee pot is going to burn down my apartment building.
Why yes, I am 2-3 minutes late for work every morning.
@BlueJeans: I wanted one of these when I was young so bad, but my mom wouldn't buy one for me because she was convinced it would burn the house down... In fact, I doubt she'd buy me one now...
@cocobanal: My husband's ideal bed temperature is somewhere between "brisk" and "frostbite", whereas I require something warmer. There have been nights without power in the winter where he's slept like a log and I've literally shivered, despite being in sweats and under multiple blankets.
Was being a courtesan a good thing, at the time? At the time, if you held that position, were you relatively free, relatively well-cared for, relatively powerful, etc. -- or were you treated like fancy hooker? I'm guessing it depended on the company you were in -- average people might have looked askance, but in your own life and profession, you may have had some amount of autonomy and power that made the whole thing worth it -- but I am TOTALLY guessing at this point.
@ellaesther: You raise a compelling point. Not sure of answer, exactly, but I do remember paintings from my art history courses in which courtesans were depicted wearing jewels and fancy clothes (i.e. "celebrated" by their patrons). But then I recall Manet's "Olympia" which sort of throws a wrench into that theory...
@ellaesther: I'm sure a bunch people are gonna rush in here and disagree with me. But I really don't think it was a good thing. You were a fancy hooker. Once some dude got tired of you you were out on your ass. And don't even think about trying to age. This idea of these women as powerful, in charge of their own sexuality women is hollywood bullshit. not that being a wife was a good option either. basically the olden days sucked really hard for women regardless. weirdly I think if I had to choose I would have joined a religious order.
@ellaesther: hmm while I sort of agree with everything thats been said so far, I think a courtesans status and lifestyle was largely determined by her 'parton' and how he felt about her. There are many examples of courtesans that were cared for and even loved by their patrons who were married to their wives for convenience/alliance rather than intimacy etc. There are also very many examples of courtesans wielding immense power in courts (I'm thinking the mughal and russian courts in particular), which again, depended on the power/wealth/feelings of their patrons.
But, I think, a large majority of these women weren't all that powerful or well treated.
@ everyone: Thank you! Heavens I love how smart the people are on this site.
Whenever people talk about the good old days and wanting to return there-to, I just think: Nope. Not me. I like my right to vote, my right to go to Harvard, and the fact that no one likes the KKK anymore. I'll stay right here. (Plus: Better health care and more coffee).
@Mary McCarthyite: good point, but keep in mind that many of the 'courtesans' (in the mughal and russian courts, at least) were from wealthy/powerful families themselves and didnt *have* to continue their uh service if they didnt want to. There are actually more than a few accounts of courtesans leaving their service to marry etc.
@ellaesther: I too am grateful for my right to go to harvard..although sometimes I feel like I'v learned more in 3 years post-harvard than i did in m6 5 years there. school of life more valuable than harvard? you dont say!
@rd2uk: (I didn't actually even go there...! But I seem to recall that they started letting women in really, really late. Or maybe that was just letting them live on campus? Anyway. I went to the University of Chicago for graduate school, so I'm fairly geeky anyway).
@ellaesther: Very few women made successful careers as courtesans. By its very nature, youth and beauty were at a premium and both faded fast in 18th century life. That and the fact you were vulnerable to a range of sexual diseases. Moreover if you originally came from a humble background you might well find yourself maintaining an extravagant lifestyle which soon vanished along with your looks and your lovers. The idea of putting money aside for a rainy day did not seem to have occured to them. Even courtesans of the highest rank could find themselves ceremoniously dumped by their royal lover when it was expedient. Also such women were forever shunned from polite society. However a charmed few did grow incredibly wealthy and even married Dukes or became Duchesses in their own right. Indeed many English aristocratic families owe their titles to an ancestress lying back and thinking of England when the King came a calling with his royal orbs and sceptre.
Imagine what would happen if someone died in this bed on a CSI-like show, and they took the blacklight to it only to find that the entire thing was covered with semen. Cut to commercial. Return from commercial. They're trying to use their magical super advanced semen-grabbing machine to extract DNA from fibers on bed. Sexy scientist announces to Sexy But Weird Head Investigator that there is semen from 30 different men on the bed, but none of them are in the database. Cut to commercial. Return. A bunch of stuff happens and they realize that the bed is from olden times and many of the men who sexed on that bed did so while wearing top hats, and somehow the killer had some weird top hat fetish, and they found him at a top hat convention in Vegas. The killer looks like Snidley Whiplash.
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Why yes I've composed a sketch of said blanket, would you like to see?
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Nothing like waking up to a sweaty ass and a dude clinging to your back.
Story of my life.
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Imagine what else would be in the IKEA showroom with this bed: Bear rugs! Candelabra! Chandeliers!
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Was being a courtesan a good thing, at the time? At the time, if you held that position, were you relatively free, relatively well-cared for, relatively powerful, etc. -- or were you treated like fancy hooker? I'm guessing it depended on the company you were in -- average people might have looked askance, but in your own life and profession, you may have had some amount of autonomy and power that made the whole thing worth it -- but I am TOTALLY guessing at this point.
Don't mind me, I'm a geek.
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But, I think, a large majority of these women weren't all that powerful or well treated.
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Whenever people talk about the good old days and wanting to return there-to, I just think: Nope. Not me. I like my right to vote, my right to go to Harvard, and the fact that no one likes the KKK anymore. I'll stay right here. (Plus: Better health care and more coffee).
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@ellaesther: I too am grateful for my right to go to harvard..although sometimes I feel like I'v learned more in 3 years post-harvard than i did in m6 5 years there. school of life more valuable than harvard? you dont say!
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Oh, cum on - you're ruining my fantasies.
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Oh, now that really spurts.
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