My pal Steve went to a Fetish Ball last week. We chatted about it the day before the festivities. He decided to wear neoprene from head to toe (sounds sweaty). His roommate, he said, was probably going to wear a jock strap and a harness (he'll be cool as a cucumber... so to speak).
Later that afternoon, he emailed me the rules for the ball:
Here are the rules (and these rules are often overlooked).
Exile Fetish Ball continues the tradition of featuring talents from Colorado kinksters, but takes it to the next level. This event will incorporate fetish demonstrations, dancing, and other darker artistry including live musicians, DJs, fashion & stylists, visual artists, as well as other designers and vendors. This will be a great opportunity to showcase your passions, gain exposure, and turn people on.
This is a 21+ event ($10 before 10pm, $15 10pm – 11pm, $20 after 11pm)
This is a great opportunity to push limits. FETISH GEAR STRONGLY ENCOURAGED. As per public decency laws, the only nudity limitations are male/female genital or female nipple exposure.
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Yes, by all means, let's shield society from the dangers of the EXPOSED FEMALE NIPPLE!
Let us take shelter in the warm glow that comes from exposed, nurturing, life-giving male nipples.
To clarify, I'm not making a case for myself. I have no desire at all to show my own nipples to the world. I just think the nipple double standard is silly.
Now that I read what I've written, it sounds like I'm protesting too much.
And typing "nipple" too much.
NIPPLE! NIPPLE! NIPPLE!
Ok, whatever.
Forget it.
Sigh.
[Postscript: Steve told me afterward that a girl showed up at the ball with fish hooks in her back. She then proceeded to suspend herself from the ceiling using these hooks. Thank God her nipples were covered at the time or that might have been fucking disturbing.]
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