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Naughty but Nice – The Fabulous John Willie

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For those of you who don’t already know his work, John Willie was a illustrator in the 1940′s and 50′s. In the mid 1940′s he moved to New York to publish Bizarre Magazine whose front covers have now become iconic and which included letters from readers on such eclectic topics such as high heels, amputee fetishism, transvestitism and corsets.

The above illustration is from the comic book by Willie Sweet Gwendoline, in which the hapless heroine Gwendoline finds herself time and again in bondage which just happens to show off her ample curves and bosom to perfection. Sometimes her she finds herself restrained by her the evil villain Sir Dystic D’Arcy. On other occasions she is tied up “entirely for her own good” by Agent U69 who is fighting Sir Dystic D’Arcyand other no-good sorts. Clearly if this dizzy blond was left free to walk around and use her hands etc she would just get herself into even more trouble! One feels if there was ever a film made a young Pamela Anderson would have been perfect in the role!

John Willie’s illustrations, at once fetishistic and elegant, infused with glamour of the 1940′s and 50′s, had a huge influence in shaping me as a Mistress.  It is different horses for different courses and some ladies feel fabulous donning a second skin of latex. For me, however, it is wearing the vintage lingerie, corsets, pearls and seamed stocking of a John Willie illustration that transforms me into Miss Myers and means my word is law (well for the next hour or so at least…)

 

Pretty Woman

The debate about whether Islamic women should be permitted or not wear the niqab or face veil, in certain professional and legal situations, has been hard to miss recently. What I found most interesting about this discussion was hearing some very eloquent and intelligent young ladies who have chosen to wear the niqab speak about their decision. One young lady explained how covering herself meant that she didn’t have to worry about buying the latest fashions or looking a certain way, concerns that troubled her friends. She felt that people judged her for her personality and intellect and not the way she looked. Her reasoning made me smile. I became a goth for much the same motivations. A flirtation with the local vampire society, an obsession with Poe and a wardrobe that consisted largely of crushed velvet presented a convenient exit card from all the conventional teenage girl angst.

Photo: Alain Bachellier

Photo: Alain Bachellier

And perhaps there is some truth in what she said. If we are to believe the media, contemporary female adolescence would seem to be a particularly unappealing concoction of fad dieting, online bullying and body dysmorphia. At least when I was growing up all you had to worry about was the Cosmo position of the week, where as the online world seems to offer an information overload. But is it really that bad? Are there are not many sensible teenage girls out there doing their homework and discovering themselves and the world in their own time?

The young lady speaking about her decision to wear the niquab implied that there was nothing between anorexia, nymphomania and the burqa. Not an unsurprising argument seeing as, since time in memoriam, society’s solution to the thorny topic of female sexuality and desire has been to put a woman in either the Madonna or the Whore box before sweeping the whole uncomfortable question under the carpet.

I suppose I would say, this being in many ways a professional flirt and a tease, but really what is so wrong with what lies between these polarities? With the woman who puts on that dress which she knows looks really great, who leaves the house with her head held that little bit higher, who struts just a little on the way to the tube, accentuating imperceptibly the movement of her hips, who glows a little bit more with every appreciative glance and turned head she pretends to ignore. Is she really asking for some terrible act of violation? And are members of the male sex so Neanderthal that the mere suggestion of a woman as a sexual being will drive them into a state of uncontrolled frenzy? Thankfully, that has not been my experience.

Photo: PatrickYHC

Photo: PatrickYHC

So what do I think about the niqab debate. Well clearly every woman has a right to wear what she chooses without being anyway coerced. And I think there are times when it is right that society demands to see someone’s face, i.e. in a court of law. How does it make me feel? A little bit sad I suppose. Such female obfuscation implies such a brutal vision of female seduction and male temptation, such a denial and degradation of the joy of strutting down the street and for a moment increasing the heart rate of the passing male…