A certain (horny teenage boy) friend of mine texted me a while ago to say that this blog would be so much better if it had more boobs. Let's just let that sink in: a sixteen-year-old boy would enjoy a sartorially-excentric fashion blog more if it featured more images of females with their breasts and/or nipples exposed?! HOW SURPRISING!!! AREN'T YOU UTTERLY SHOCKED?!
Granted, Pull This Off has featured images that some individuals may deem explicit because they do reveal intimate female anatomy. Nonetheless I recognize and understand that the majority of this blog's audience is not offended in the slightest by an exposed areola, myself included. Nudity of all calibers is an exemplary form of art, and while some individuals may enjoy these artistic images for their potential to arouse, I find simplistic beauty in the celebration of the human body.
On a recent flight home from Cancun I reread the November 2013 issue of Interview Magazine next to a respectable woman, whom I presume to have been in her late sixties. Inside this magazine is by far my favorite photographer editorial of all time; model Malgoisa Bela poses in twistedly provocative positions in highly urban areas. Bela's breasts are completely bare, as well as her derrière in one shot. Ever since purchasing this issue of Andy Warhol's mag back in November I have been completely enamored with the dystopian sensuality of Steven Klein's specific pictures, but the polite woman seated next to me in 1E had the opposite opinion. She quietly asked me if I would "refrain from observing such pornographic pictures whilst siting so close to an old flower" such as herself. Verbatim. Nevertheless I reluctantly flipped to a different article and refrained from correcting the "old flower" on her blindness in not recognizing the areola as a symbol of liberty and equality. I simply muttered that I, in fact, had a very handsome boyfriend and was not indeed a lesbian. It wasn't until later that I realized how important this conversation truly was and still is. The generation gap separates those of whom simply fear the nipple and those of whom accept -- and embrace -- it.
Anatomy is anatomy and both males and females feature breast tissue, areolae (BEST PLURALIZATION OF A WORD EVER!), and nipples. So why is it that we, as a contemporary society, seem to be so afraid of women's nipples? On Instagram, an account faces termination if you so much as post any image where a female breast is exposed. Television shows must blur or cut scenes if a women's bare breast can be viewed by a premature viewer. Movements such as Free the Nipple, an awareness feature film that has been backed by the likes of Miley Cyrus, are helping our society shift from shame to admiration. I'm not advocating that PTO's female readers should burn their bras and spend the rest of the harsh winter months flashing their nippleitis wherever they go; instead, I'm asking you to move to the perkier side of life. Why fear something so prevalent to human life and art? Why grimace at the sight of a bare-chested woman when a glance upon a shirtless man gleams admiration and normalcy? The time to appreciate what a human body features in equal and artistic mindsets is now, so let's hop on the bandwagon and never get off.
Free your nipples, so to speak, and leave a comment below. Man, woman, grandfather, fetus -- Pull This Off wants to know what you think about The ABC's of Boobies.
Malgosia Bella styled by Ludivine Poiblanc and photographed by Steven Klein for Interview Magazine November 2013.