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Kink + Culture is devoted to the exploration of BDSM in art, design, and popular culture.
Your humble curator, is a graphic designer living in New York. When she's not making the world a more beautiful place one 8.5 x 11" piece of paper at a time, you'll find her religiously updating her Netflix queue, re-organizing her bookshelf by color and getting hit with stuff for fun.
K+C has given presentations at Kink For All NYC and the Lesbian Sex Mafia on the subject of bdsm and pop culture. If you are interested in such things for your organization or event and would like to know more, please send a note to the address below.
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Your humble curator, is a graphic designer living in New York. When she's not making the world a more beautiful place one 8.5 x 11" piece of paper at a time, you'll find her religiously updating her Netflix queue, re-organizing her bookshelf by color and getting hit with stuff for fun.
K+C has given presentations at Kink For All NYC and the Lesbian Sex Mafia on the subject of bdsm and pop culture. If you are interested in such things for your organization or event and would like to know more, please send a note to the address below.
Suggestions are always welcome:
kinkandculture@gmail.com
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When I first saw the video for Human Nature (when I was 11) I realized then that Madonna was singing about a part of her life; that she actually lived that way and wanted to talk about it. With Not Myself Tonight, it's like Christina is doing it all for "shock value". I mean, I think the video is hot (it's very very hot), but it also feels really overdone and fake; kind of like girls that sleep with girls in college while they're drunk, then marry men because they think it's hot to be a "lesbian until graduation".
The disconnect you mention, Laken, between Human Nature and Not Myself Tonight strikes me as a good example of the zeitgeist shift towards unabashed crass exploitation that we've seen over the last 15 years or so. Another good example is Jill Sobule's I Kissed a Girl vs. Katy Perry's I Kissed a Girl. The 90s were so nice. What happened?
The similarities between Sobule and Perry's songs end at the title. Sobule sings about something many lesbian/bisexual people experience when they kiss a person of the same sex for the first time; it's that light bulb moment "this is real, this is me". While Perry sings about something that really goes on; girls kissing girls because they're drunk and showing off, I hate that it ends up undermining meaningful same-sex relationships by acting like we're all just going through a phase. When I came out to my mom she said, "I guess you kissed a girl and liked her cherry chapstick."
At this point, the whole cultural appropriation thing is so sandblasted and glossed over that I find it quite easy to ignore, at least until a drag queen like Roxy Marquis (from Minneapolis, of all places) re-re-contextualizes it into something even more subversive — and decidedly less consumer-targeted — than most pop artists are capable of.
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