If you were a girl, what would you wear to work tomorrow?

Vicky posted this question some time ago. I thought it was a very nice question at the time, and it seems to have stayed with me ever since.

I dress quite conservatively. When I was a student in Big City I would always wear single-breasted three-button suits and D.M.s or brogues.

One of my girlfriends would laugh at me about this, and she actually said to me once, “if you were a girl you would flounce about in dresses and heels wouldn’t you?” I was in a non-wearing phase at the time. I responded with what I thought would be the right mix of humour, annoyance and embarrassment.

Ha! It’s all coming back to me now. She had a lot of gay male friends. She recounted to me once how she’d been spending the afternoon dressing up one of these boys in her underwear. She saw my envy/jealousy but quite misinterpreted it, I think.

The attempts one goes to to avoid intimacy, when it makes an attack.

There’s a woman here (in my office building) who dresses a bit like I’d like to. I love to watch her clip-clopping to ad from her car. I don’t have outrageous sexual fantasies about her like I do about some of the other women who work here.

I call her Ginger. She’s tallish with lots of long red hair. She always dresses and moves very smartly. Trouser suits or long skirts, and always tights and heels.

She’s not fantastically pretty. She has an interesting, slightly hard face. She smokes.

Graceful and well-groomed as she is, I was amazed to find out she is a web programmer. I am a programmer too!

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Looking at men looking at women

I hate this habit I’ve developed of eyeing up women. It is definitely this year’s target for self-improvement. But, I haven’t yet worked out how to go about it. I feel like Zeno and his cigarettes — “this is the last one”.

Ella

Recent discussions with Ella’s supervisor have shaken me. Partly the revelations that Ella seems possibly unwell. Partly the supervisor’s protestations about how he considers Ella a friend and how much he cares for her. Yes, I was jealous of Ella, but these protestations also struck me as unprofessional: he’s not a friend, he’s a supervisor; he’s not a peer, he’s a superior. While I was Ella’s supervisor I was very careful to remember that. And I’ve waited for Ella to take the lead in renewing our relationship on more informal terms.

However, my distaste at this supervisor’s verbal behaviour prompted me to reflect on my own attitudes to Ella, i.e. my crush, my fantasies, the persona I adopted in these fantasies. Ella doesn’t look to me as, and doesn’t need, a fawning admirer. Ella sees and looks up to my ordinary public self — which as I’ve said before I consider more real and authentic than my private self.

Looking

I’ve started noticing other men eyeing up women in the same way that I do. They are a lot more obvious than they think they are. They look stupid and creepy. They do not look like what I want to look like.

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Faith

I think Ella is unwell, either physically or emotionally. Over the past few days I’ve been in coversation with her supervisor in Europa. It is slightly upsetting. We’re working out what, if anything, we can do. She’s such a very dear girl.

In the meantime, I don’t feel comfortable with some of my posts about her here. My fear/fantasy that she knows out about perfectlips is different now. I’m going to mark at least some of them as private.

One interesting point to note: Ella’s her supervisor makes me feel jealous in a way that her fiancé didn’t. I found myself feeling possessive and competitive, even angry. With her fiancé on the other hand, it really was pure pleasure to see them together.

As for making me feel old, even her supervisor is younger than my little sister.

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Visit

Last week Ella visited the country with her fiancé. She’d said in December that they would come over at Easter, and I’ve been waiting ever since. We spent a morning and had lunch together — Ella, F, myself, A and B.

Superficially less exciting than my fantasies, the meeting was much more significant and nourishing, and upsetting.

We all got on with each other and had a pleasant time. There were no outbreaks of emotion.

Fiancé is calm and kind. Quite possibly everything Ella wanted. I approve, and I feel calmer myself about her knowing she’s with him.

Later A remarked how much during lunch Ella has been having a nice time “being loved”. She can be such a tense girl (she’s had two accidents sending her to hospital while she’s been away). She needs to be loved and to have a nice time.

There were hugs and even kisses. At one point, Ella asked F to take a photo of her and me. Ella put her arm around me and rested her head on my chest, softly relaxing into me. Such a tender moment I treasure.

The photo Ella did not like. F took a couple more of us, arms entwined still, but Ella more presentable.

She emailed me the photos later, not including the first. The ones she sent are slightly upsetting: Ella is with me in body, but her spirit, her gaze is with her fiancé.

They made some effort to include us in their itinerary. They also seem to be going to some lengths to look after us when we visit them in the summer (for the wedding).

I felt my age, and I think the day changed me. I feel my age. Not entirely in a bad way. My feelings towards Ella are fatherly as much as anything else.

I noticed how she looked at F when he wasn’t looking, and I noticed how F looked at Ella when she wasn’t looking. Looks full of tenderness, both ways.

This post is difficult to write so this list will have to do.

I think this crush is sublimating into a purer love for Ella, and into an appreciative awareness of love. That love they exhibit: exhibit that love towards my wife A.

This blog has turned into a kind of shrine for Ella, which I’m not happy with.

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Glimpsing Venus

Yesterday I was in Skype meetings all afternoon.

Skype can be slightly disconcerting. When I login, I see the list of my contacts and their online status. While I am in my meeting, Growls appear at the top right of my screen giving updates: “X has come online”, “Y has gone offline”, …

Ella is one of my Skype contacts.

I saw her name in the contact list, marked as online. I hovered my cursor over her name and felt a thrill of nearness. I could click and be hearing her voice in seconds.

While I was talking/listening in my meetings, I would see growls saying “Ella has gone offline” — did she see me on her contact list? Has she gone offline to avoid me? — “Ella has come online” — will she call me? Will she say hello?

After the last meeting I hung up sadly, looking at the little green tick by her name. Will she see my green tick turn into a grey cross? Will she wonder about me?

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I used to be a sucker for nostalgia

When I was a student, living in Big City, and drunk, I would find myself at ex-girlfriends’ houses and set fire to pizza boxes, trashcans, and so on.

Tonight I am in Local City, where I used to work with Ella. I shun the nostalgia of my lusty days. In any case, Ella is in Europa.

Instead I find on the web traces of my former self.

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Portrait of the artist with favourite knickers

I’ve uploaded a few self-portraits like this one to my flickr account (F&F only on flickr).

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Mr. Simple

This is so polished. Extra poignant ending (watch past the redits to the finale) as this was HeeChul’s last appearance before going into the army.

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腿 / legs

Do a Google image search for (tuǐ, leg, legs). Not a single male turns up. Image search for “legs” and you do get one male on the first page (and about one or two on the next pages).

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More soft porn from M&S

While I’m on the topic of M&S lingerie: they’ve updated their “product demo” videos. They used to show a model walking up and down a catwalk. Now they have the girl wriggling and writhing against a wall. Looks slightly silly, but it’s much sexier. Instead of the woman pretending to be walking about (normal everyday activity that women really do in real life) she’s clearly just showing off her body for us.

Limited Collection Chiffon Spot Print Padded Bra
(click on “View video”)

or here’s a direct link to the vid:

http://www.marksandspencerextra.com/1450/T818150P_T818150B.html

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