Adrian Lamb | Blogger
Art by Dori Hartley
Joe Average Guy wears women’s panties underneath his business attire. Jane Ordinary Gal isn’t interested in sex unless she’s covered in latex. Johnny only likes “bears” in leather chaps and Jeannie wants her date to call her “sir”. And then there’s Gabrielle, *cough* who can only stand men who are young, skinny and have long dark hair. ONLY.
Welcome to the world of fetish, where the phrase, “So, what are you wearing?” holds a lot more weight than we once thought it did. And we, who were not born yesterday, know this all too well.
Fetish isn’t only about clothing. It’s about preference, attitude and a preference for attitude. When people talk about spicing up their lives with a bit of fetish, methinks that’s a stretch, because true fetish is not so much a dress-up game as it is a necessity. When Patty the Housewife puts on a french maid’s outfit to please her husband, it’s fun, it’s kinky — but it’s not fetish. When José the cable guy puts on a french maid’s outfit while reciting passages from Dostoyevsky, in the privacy of his own home, while filming himself — but in order for things to be “just right” the camera must sit on top of a blow up doll dressed as his mother — now that’s fetish.