I’m very pleased to introduce our second guest blogger, the fabulously Fauxmo ChicaLolita. She went from a girl who watched He-Man to a woman who watches football, but what she really wants to be is a cartoon…
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a cartoon. You can say this is because I prefer the hyper-reality of something obviously fake rather than an airbrushed photograph or that these female forms clearly go against all laws of gravity, not to mention the cheesecake pin-up’s uncanny ability to have the breeze sweep up her skirt at just the right moment. It might just be because these images are so cheeky, silly and – well, cartoonish – that it’s impossible to take them seriously. Sex, gender and eroticism lose so much of their fun when locked down to traditional identity. It must be exhausting to maintain the constant sunken-cheeked pout of a Calvin Klein model.
It’s no wonder burlesque has suddenly become so popular in the mainstream as a way of boosting women’s self-image. It takes the poe-faced solemnity out of sex, is fun to both watch and perform, plus it puts curvy girls at an advantage. The same cannot be said of pole-dancing. Ironic really that pole-dancers are in constant movement, yet don’t seem to actually move. Their flesh doesn’t jiggle delightfully, their facial expressions do not change to a cheeky grin or an ‘oops’ when they catch you looking. If gender is a performance, you may as well play up to it and acknowledge the gaze.
The ultimate fauxmo female in my view is Jessica Rabbit. How I wanted to be her when I was a child! Come to think of it, aged 33 that ambition hasn’t changed one little bit. She is the Tex Avery girl filtered through the way Frank Tashlin filmed Jayne Mansfield, herself playing a cartoon in flesh and blood all the way from her little girl squeaky voice to blonde wig and a body shape only ever seen in drawings. Jessica is hyper-real sexuality dropped into the real world of Bob Hoskins’ character, all tiny waist, huge bouncing bosom and impossibly long legs. She’s not bad, she’s just drawn that way. I’m not bad, I just like to draw myself that way.
Yet another distinct angle on the fauxmos brief. I have to admit that hentai has long baffled me but you’ve helped me see the attraction. Cheers, good work.
Thanks! Hentai can be ludicrous, but in a good way.
Hurrah! I also wanted to be Jessica Rabbit, at least until I got old enough to fancy her as well…
I never said I didn’t fancy Jessica Rabbit…
I wouldn’t dream of implying that you didn’t! I was merely saying that at some point I wanted to shag her a bit more than I wanted to be her. My hair is still vaguely modelled after hers, as you can see from my icon (although the colour’s all wrong, and the hair doesn’t properly cover my eye at the moment, but anyway… I said vaguely!!)
‘I’m not bad, I just like to draw myself that way’.
LOVE that line.
I have only recently started to look at cartoon porn.I am a bit confused about the names: hentai, anime etc. It doesn’t quite do it for me, but it is utterly fascinating. There are some very kinky poses in cartoons that you wouldn’t see with live models except on the hardest core sites. A bit like with cartoon violence on TV.
I went to my first strip show/burlesque last night. The joy for me it was mainly men doing the stripping. I know people love burlesque but if it is just women getting the kit off I dont see such a huge distinction between burlesque, strip joints or stripograms. If women want to claim their place in the pleasuredome I think we need to demand more male flesh to look at.
My favourite cartoon character is Hong Kong Fuey.
Thanks! Yeah, that is the joy of cartoons and graphic novels, you can create improbable worlds and even situations with only a pen and imagination. I saw a drawing the other day of a girl sliding down a staircase with the wind in her hair and her skirt blowing up at just the right angle. You can’t photograph that. Really it’s no different to paintings of Venus with a bit of gauze that just happens to float across her naughty regions at the right moment (good old Pete and Dud).
I think with regular clubs the stripper almost tries to ignore the audience members as individuals. Burlesque is ALL about the fact they know you’re watching and are playing up to that gaze with that fake ‘oh no, my skirt appears to have fallen off! Whatever shall I do…’
I know what you mean. I like the Burlesque sensibility, I just get bored of it always being women stripping. Burlesque in itself doesn’t challenge this. Cartoon gender queer burlesque anyone?
Actually stripping was originally only a small part of burlesque shows and sort of still is. It’s more of a mini-carnival of weirdness. Plus there is a regular Male Tournament of Tease burlesque show. I dunno, if male strippers are like the Chippendales, then I’d rather stick to the ladies…
Love it. My boobs are modelled on Jessica Rabbit today actually…
Hi! I am emailing because we at Hackgender have decided to extend the project and open up an archive! The archive isn’t quite ready yet, but it will be for the relaunch on July 1st. Each month will have a theme, with the first month, July, having a theme of Personal Reflection. We encourage you to submit something or multiple somethings! The archive is not limited to the written word either so podcasts, images, video, etc are all acceptable and encouraged! We were wondering if it was ok to copy and paste your hackgender submission into the archive. As our early adopter, we would be happy to do this work for you so that your submission could be included in the archive. Please let us know if it is ok! We really want it! If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to contact us, Thanks! JJ and Ana
Sure, go ahead!
Hooray! Thank you so much!