Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery; nothing else holds fashion: a burning devil take them!
Twas always thus, E @ L reminds us-and a damned good thing too.
None other than Anglican bishop of Calcutta, Reginald Heber, admitted that he had difficulty keeping his eyes off the local Bengali women he saw bathing in the river at dawn, confessing that “the deep bronze tint was more naturally agreeable to the human eyes than the fair skins of Europe.” With slightly different reasoning, first Viscount Garnet Wolseley, field marshal in the British army, admitted that he consorted with an “Eastern princess” who fulfilled “all the purposes of a wife without any of the bother” and that he had no intention of marriage with “some bitch” in Europe, unless she were an heiress.
Sound reasoning that.
We’ve had enough about wars this week-time for some lechery:
Smokin’…
hawt!
It is my strong conviction that exotic beauties are result of natural human drive to mix and match different sets of genes.
My blonde mom was barely able to escape hordes of admirers when she went for vacation to Morocco, and she was nearing 60 at the time…
and it AIN’T just DOM (dirty old men) there are a plethora of stories of middle aged white women having their way with young dark skinned men from the Caribean to Africa to even..Thailand…
is there a Soi cowgirl???
Who is she?
I don’t know. She is a Chinese model from here.
“Difference/contrast” seems to be something that people naturally delight in when it comes to aesthetics. My boyfriend is Hispanic (though relatively light) and I am a very pale Caucasian (says he thought he was pale until he met me, haha). He goes on and on about how “beautiful” my skin is–going so far as to exclaim that I “glowed” on a moonlit walk.
Works for me! 😉