Sexy Federica at peace with herself
I AM WHAT I AM: World and Olympic champ unfazed by image
If the Olympic Village is truly as sex-infested as everyone claims it is, it’s probably safe to assume Lolo Jones doesn’t partake in the festivities. Unless you have been living in a cave for the past few months, you are well aware that Jones is one of the world’s most famous virgins. At 30 years of age, she says keeping her viriginity has been harder than training for the Olympics but is something she takes pride in. However, Jones insists she is not the only one not doing any fooling around in the Olympic Village.
While she could be just covering for them, Lolo said she has not seen any hooking up going on between her track and field teammates and others in the Village.
“I’m in a suite with seven girls, and I guess we don’t have any sluts on the team,” Jones said according to USA TODAY Sports. “I haven’t seen any hookups. I’m sure it’s going on, though, but I haven’t heard any juicy details yet.”
Fair enough. If you believe Hope Solo, it’s definitely going on and there are definitely plenty of juicy details. Ryan Lochte said something similar to Lolo about not knowing of any crazy sex stories, but there is a reason it becomes big news when unauthorized batches of condoms make their way into the dorms. Sex in the Olympic Village is a big business. Just ask Durex — the official condom of the London Olympics.
With the Olympics coming to a close, Lolo also reiterated that she would still like to meet Tim Tebow.
“You always think you’re the last virgin on earth,” she explained. “I respect his journey, and any virgin I just love talking to them and sharing the journey and the frustration.”
Here’s hoping Mr. Right comes along shortly and Jones can put an end to that frustration.
Phwoooar, those Olympic women, eh? Phwoooooar, can’t get enough of them, can you. God, I bet Kleenex sales have gone through the roof over the last couple of weeks and it’s all because of those Olympic women. Get a load of that Jessica Ennis, eh. Did she win something? I don’t know because I was watching HER BUM! And that Paraguayan girl who throws the javelin. Did she throw it? I was watching HER BUM!
Wooaaaarrr, I tell you what, the last two weeks have been a non-stop gape-fest haven’t they. Tits, arse, tits, arse – did you watch the beach volleyball? Tits and arse and a bit of sport. Blow that trumpet, trumpet-guy-who-goes-to-all-the-sports, we’ve got BUMS ON SHOW!
Whoops, shit. I mistakenly copy-pasted part of my cover letter for a job application at NBC. Sorry about that.
You see, NBC have just released this video highlighting the last two weeks and how GREAT it has all been – if you’re a spotty teenage boy in his bedroom used to watching downloads of “Honey I nailed the Heptathlete”, that is.
Opinion: Objectifying the Olympics
Because this is the sexy Olympics with the sexy Olympians. We sit on our sofas mumbling ‘Arms! Shoulders! Thighs!’, sounding for all the world like Father Jack. Not to presume, but have you noticed porn stars don’t look quite so hot right now? Those buff, topless clubbers seem a little faux-phwoar in comparison with Louis Smith, whose every muscle fibre has been honed, not in needy desperation for our erotic gaze, but to swing himself skilfully over that lucky, lucky pommel horse. These guys are the real deal. Then again, why should that be? Brent Everett seems to work just as hard for his career as Tom Daley does, and I don’t see that intricate diving has any particular merit over the erotic arts. Why is it a sport when ballet isn’t? Is it because the clothes in the latter are too modest?
So far, so unsurprising: most gay men I know could sexualise a casserole. Could sexualise air-con. But it’s not just us. From Boris Johnson who is among those ‘celebrating’ the female beach volleyballers, to prominent journalists compiling Tumblrs of the ’50 hottest Olympians’. We all seem to have had something of an awakening, becoming more open and almost un-British, with Londoners reportedly striking up conversations with complete strangers on the Tube.
However, surrounding all of this a discourse of objectification has sprung up, picking up on the differences between objectifying women and men: from Harry Coles (of the Guido Fawkes blog) defensively claiming that the treatment of Tom Daley is equivalent to that dished out to the volleyballers; to, more recently, pieces in the Guardian and the Huffington Post. Additionally, many spin-off conversations on various social media platforms.
It strikes me that there are differences: firstly, while we openly treat men’s diving, or gymnastics, or whatever, as an excuse to ogle, we don’t dismiss the sports themselves in the way that the ‘Carry On…‘ humour about beach volleyball arguably does. Secondly, for men there is no disparity between sexy and sporty – it just so happens that the physiques of male athletes match our supposed ideal of the male form (does Gaydar still have ‘athletic’ as one of its optimistically abused body types?) and behaviour, while it challenges pre-conceptions about women. This is, after all, in 2012, the first Olympics at which all competing nations have women in their teams.
I have no issue with any of this objectification. Abs, arses, tits, thighs, whatever your bag: these things are sexy, and we’re looking at high achievers, in a very physical arena. What’s not to blush at? The very fact that these bodies are, supposedly, not there for our arousal both legitimises the looking at them and makes it feel subversive at the same time. Where the erotic association (actually, that sounds as though it could be a lobbying group) is damaging is when we expect athletes – hell, anyone – to live up to our own limited erotic expectations, and sneer when they don’t.
This might be found in the double-edged and disingenuous articles about Jessica Ennis being called fat; or in the ‘hilarious’ comments about female shot-putters that I thought had finished with Fatima Whitbread’s career, however, I did see one yesterday from a gay man on Twitter. This is what reduces women to sex objects – and failed ones at that. Or, in a more complex way, it might be found in strange attitudes to women’s boxing – still a prejudice to the extent that when Gaby Logan asked Denise Lewis about the sport last night, Lewis assumed she was being asked to justify its existence. As, perhaps, she was.
People don’t like having their prejudices challenged, their world-view altered. Women athletes do this to some people as much as effeminacy in men does, and these prejudices seem to be as prevalent among gay men as anyone else. This is likely in part because when someone doesn’t conform to the role you expect of them, it raises questions about your own position in life; furthermore it is, I would argue, superficially disempowering to be confronted by someone who appears to not care about your attraction towards them (see this fantastic, articulate post from a female weightlifter). Is any group more casually barbed about lesbians than gay men? We only live once: why spend that precious time bowing to others’ flimsy judgments? As the wonderful Penny Arcade says to her audience in her show ‘Bitch! Dyke! Faghag! Whore!’: ‘if you don’t get up to join us for a dance, that’s fine; but if you don’t do it because you’re worried that people will sit there and judge you, well, that’s what people do’.
But let’s not allow genuine issues of disparity and objectification, or juvenile unease with sexual attraction, to muddy good, honest, erotic enjoyment of these sports, whatever our sex or sexual preferences. It’s healthy, it’s refreshing, and it’s fun.
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Brian Williams’ daughter and the star of HBO’s new hit comedy series, Girls, Allison Williams looks almost identical to Olympic soccer gold medalist Alex Morgan. The only difference is that the two don’t have matching hair colors.
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| World champion in both the 200m and 400m freestyle and reigning 200m freestyle Olympic champion Federica Pellegrini. |
ROME: REIGNING Olympic champion Federica Pellegrini says she is comfortable with her "sexy" image as she bids for double Games gold in London.
The precocious and often temperamental talent is a huge star in her homeland and her face, and figure, are a staple diet for advertisers in print and on screen.
Champion in both the 200m and 400m freestyle at the last two World Championships, Federica will be looking to achieve a similar double during the Olympics, in which she is reigning champion in the 200m.
A household name and an instantly recognisable face, Federica insists her fame is no distraction to her primary aims. From appearing nude in print to dating a string of her male teammates, Federica is an advertiser's dream.
Pretty and feminine despite the big shoulders needed to be a champion swimmer, she says she wasn't always such a knockout, though.
"I would never have imagined I'd be a sexy icon, when I was young I was a Tomboy," she told women's magazine Grazia.
"Now, however, I consider femininity to be a priority: I see myself as a woman and not just an athlete.
"But of course sensuality should never descend into vulgarity."
The 23-year-old has certainly pushed those limits as far as she can, posing nude for Vanity Fare while also becoming the body of underwear maker Yamamay.
But that's something she is more than comfortable with.
"Am I allowed to say that I'm a free woman," she added. "I've made my peace with my body, I accept myself as I am."
Federica has always been destined for stardom since winning Olympic silver in Athens as a 16-year-old.
That talent in the pool coupled with her looks and her choice of partners has ensured she has never since been far from the limelight.
Her sporting rivalry with France's Laure Manaudou, herself a marquee name in her homeland, spilled out of the pool and into the dressing room.
Federica dated Laure's ex Luca Marin, an Italian swimmer, before ditching him for another teammate in Filippo Magnini, a twice former world champion who is now past his best at 30.
Federica didn't stop at pinching Laure's ex boyfriend as she also employed the Frenchwoman's former coach Philippe Lucas, although that partnership lasted only 18 months.
It is her appetite for male swimmers that has ensured she is as popular with gossip mag journalists as the sporting ones, although she denies she has done anything out of the ordinary.
"I'm not a man-eater, I'm just a young 23-year-old girl who can change her mind," she says in her defence.
Defending herself is something she's had to do a lot of recently, not least after some poor form and her refusal to carry Italy's flag at the Olympic Opening Ceremony.
After coming in for criticism for that move, she took to her personal blog to angrily explain her reasons, claiming the ceremony would impinge on her athletic preparation.
"Whoever doesn't understand that for me to stand up for eight hours the day before my Olympic race is impossible, isn't blessed with very much intelligence, either that or they don't know what standing up for eight hours feels like," she wrote on her blog after coming under fire in the media. AFP
Champion in both the 200m and 400m freestyle at the last two World Championships, Federica will be looking to achieve a similar double during the Olympics, in which she is reigning champion in the 200m.
A household name and an instantly recognisable face, Federica insists her fame is no distraction to her primary aims. From appearing nude in print to dating a string of her male teammates, Federica is an advertiser's dream.
Pretty and feminine despite the big shoulders needed to be a champion swimmer, she says she wasn't always such a knockout, though.
"I would never have imagined I'd be a sexy icon, when I was young I was a Tomboy," she told women's magazine Grazia.
"Now, however, I consider femininity to be a priority: I see myself as a woman and not just an athlete.
"But of course sensuality should never descend into vulgarity."
The 23-year-old has certainly pushed those limits as far as she can, posing nude for Vanity Fare while also becoming the body of underwear maker Yamamay.
But that's something she is more than comfortable with.
"Am I allowed to say that I'm a free woman," she added. "I've made my peace with my body, I accept myself as I am."
Federica has always been destined for stardom since winning Olympic silver in Athens as a 16-year-old.
That talent in the pool coupled with her looks and her choice of partners has ensured she has never since been far from the limelight.
Her sporting rivalry with France's Laure Manaudou, herself a marquee name in her homeland, spilled out of the pool and into the dressing room.
Federica dated Laure's ex Luca Marin, an Italian swimmer, before ditching him for another teammate in Filippo Magnini, a twice former world champion who is now past his best at 30.
Federica didn't stop at pinching Laure's ex boyfriend as she also employed the Frenchwoman's former coach Philippe Lucas, although that partnership lasted only 18 months.
It is her appetite for male swimmers that has ensured she is as popular with gossip mag journalists as the sporting ones, although she denies she has done anything out of the ordinary.
"I'm not a man-eater, I'm just a young 23-year-old girl who can change her mind," she says in her defence.
Defending herself is something she's had to do a lot of recently, not least after some poor form and her refusal to carry Italy's flag at the Olympic Opening Ceremony.
After coming in for criticism for that move, she took to her personal blog to angrily explain her reasons, claiming the ceremony would impinge on her athletic preparation.
"Whoever doesn't understand that for me to stand up for eight hours the day before my Olympic race is impossible, isn't blessed with very much intelligence, either that or they don't know what standing up for eight hours feels like," she wrote on her blog after coming under fire in the media. AFP
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Lolo Jones says she hasn’t seen any hookups in the Olympic Village, still wants to meet Tim Tebow
by Steve DelVecchio August 10, 2012
If the Olympic Village is truly as sex-infested as everyone claims it is, it’s probably safe to assume Lolo Jones doesn’t partake in the festivities. Unless you have been living in a cave for the past few months, you are well aware that Jones is one of the world’s most famous virgins. At 30 years of age, she says keeping her viriginity has been harder than training for the Olympics but is something she takes pride in. However, Jones insists she is not the only one not doing any fooling around in the Olympic Village.While she could be just covering for them, Lolo said she has not seen any hooking up going on between her track and field teammates and others in the Village.
“I’m in a suite with seven girls, and I guess we don’t have any sluts on the team,” Jones said according to USA TODAY Sports. “I haven’t seen any hookups. I’m sure it’s going on, though, but I haven’t heard any juicy details yet.”
Fair enough. If you believe Hope Solo, it’s definitely going on and there are definitely plenty of juicy details. Ryan Lochte said something similar to Lolo about not knowing of any crazy sex stories, but there is a reason it becomes big news when unauthorized batches of condoms make their way into the dorms. Sex in the Olympic Village is a big business. Just ask Durex — the official condom of the London Olympics.
With the Olympics coming to a close, Lolo also reiterated that she would still like to meet Tim Tebow.
“You always think you’re the last virgin on earth,” she explained. “I respect his journey, and any virgin I just love talking to them and sharing the journey and the frustration.”
Here’s hoping Mr. Right comes along shortly and Jones can put an end to that frustration.
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10 Best McKayla Maroney Is Not Impressed
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Never mind the Olympics, here’s the Olymp-tits, courtesy of NBC
Wooaaaarrr, I tell you what, the last two weeks have been a non-stop gape-fest haven’t they. Tits, arse, tits, arse – did you watch the beach volleyball? Tits and arse and a bit of sport. Blow that trumpet, trumpet-guy-who-goes-to-all-the-sports, we’ve got BUMS ON SHOW!
Whoops, shit. I mistakenly copy-pasted part of my cover letter for a job application at NBC. Sorry about that.
You see, NBC have just released this video highlighting the last two weeks and how GREAT it has all been – if you’re a spotty teenage boy in his bedroom used to watching downloads of “Honey I nailed the Heptathlete”, that is.
Isn’t that brilliant? I mean, really – someone actually MADE this. NBC paid someone to make this slow-mo pervathon, INCLUDING a picture of Jessica Ennis taking her shorts off and some really weird, unexplained shots of hockey players bouncing up and down, TO PORN MUSIC!
Woohoo! Do you call that a job? I call that being a teenager with too much time on your hands, but hey ho, times are a-changing and I’m clearly way behind on this one.
You see, if I were compiling a two-minute-thirty-second highlight package of the last two weeks, I’d include Jessica Ennis crossing the line, celebrating. The bit with her taking her pants off – well I guess I missed that one. Did she get a medal for that? Was it part of the heptathlon? Here comes Jessica Ennis in the Women’s Pants-Down… OH WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT! SHE’S ONLY GONE AND GOT GOLD!
And those beach volleyball players – look how they HUG! They must have got extra points for all that hugging. And those hurdlers – my God they stay in the air a long time, don’t they. I reckon I could beat them if they’re going at that speed. That’s pathetic, I really had expected a higher standard.
So anyway, NBC, I’m not sending in that job application cos I’ve heard nothing but shite about you over the last two weeks. Thank God I’m in GB where you’ve got the BBC, who are admittedly a little bit touchy-feely and emotional these days but HEY, we all are since Diana aren’t we? Guess I’m a bit out of the loop on that one, too, but so long as we’ve got Clare Balding putting everyone straight, we’re happy. And what’s more, the BBC screen everything, when it happens, unlike NBC who couldn’t be arsed to show the opening ceremony live, like everyone else did around the world. They even missed one of the best bits. And then they couldn’t be arsed to show the 100m final live, either.
What were they doing at the time? Wanking, probably.
You see, if I were compiling a two-minute-thirty-second highlight package of the last two weeks, I’d include Jessica Ennis crossing the line, celebrating. The bit with her taking her pants off – well I guess I missed that one. Did she get a medal for that? Was it part of the heptathlon? Here comes Jessica Ennis in the Women’s Pants-Down… OH WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT! SHE’S ONLY GONE AND GOT GOLD!
And those beach volleyball players – look how they HUG! They must have got extra points for all that hugging. And those hurdlers – my God they stay in the air a long time, don’t they. I reckon I could beat them if they’re going at that speed. That’s pathetic, I really had expected a higher standard.
So anyway, NBC, I’m not sending in that job application cos I’ve heard nothing but shite about you over the last two weeks. Thank God I’m in GB where you’ve got the BBC, who are admittedly a little bit touchy-feely and emotional these days but HEY, we all are since Diana aren’t we? Guess I’m a bit out of the loop on that one, too, but so long as we’ve got Clare Balding putting everyone straight, we’re happy. And what’s more, the BBC screen everything, when it happens, unlike NBC who couldn’t be arsed to show the opening ceremony live, like everyone else did around the world. They even missed one of the best bits. And then they couldn’t be arsed to show the 100m final live, either.
What were they doing at the time? Wanking, probably.
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Goodbye kiss? What next for Usain Bolt
Just before leaving the track at the Olympic Stadium last night, Usain Bolt knelt down to kiss the exact point at the finishing line where, in his mind, if not that of Jacques Rogge, he finally achieved legendary status.
But it was less Excalibur and more exhibitionism and though by no means a farewell to the sport, it could have marked the end of his pursuit of glory in the sprints.
No one had ever successfully defended a men’s 200m title in Olympic history but Bolt retained both his 100m and 200m crowns in London and his next goal is to win the Jamaican 4x100m relay crown for the second successive Games.
But the question on everyone’s lips, as Bolt still answered questions three hours after his race, was what comes next for him?
Immediately there could be another reunion with the Swedish handball team with whom he posed for pictures after his 100m victory but longer term creates an intriguing talking point that, for now, he cannot answer.
Following the events of last night, the dream would be for him to step up to the 400m and for the Bolt of middle-distance running, David Rudisha, to step down from the 800m after his record run. Rudisha admitted he had talked to Bolt about the idea and said, “we’ll just compete for fun and see who will win — it will be great fun to watch it”.
Bolt is less convinced and his response was “no to the 400m” before pleading “no more questions about the 400m”. With his rival Yohan Blake’s obsession with training, the notoriously hard 400m might well be better suited to the Beast than the Bolt.
Bolt maybe lacks the work ethic of Blake. That is not to suggest he is lazy but he needs an absolute passion for what he does and what he turns his mind to next. For Beijing, that was to win both sprint crowns, in London it was to achieve legendary status by being the first to defend both.
The idea of the triple-triple, as one American journalist described it in his post-race press conference, does not quite have the X-factor to which Bolt aspires. “It’s going to be a hard mission,” he said. “In life, anything is possible but it’s going to be a hard reach. I think I’ve had my time.”
At 26, Bolt was talking like he was ready to hang up his spikes and replace them with a pair of slippers. He was honest enough to admit that the idea of racing against Blake and Co in Rio de Janeiro in 2016 did not instantly appeal.
So the time has potentially come for something different. With the 400m dismissed by the man himself, he admitted the long jump was a possibility. Bolt repeated time and time again how London had been his time and that he had even warned Blake as much two years ago. But he talked about Rio in four years, when he will be 30, as though it were akin to him receiving his bus pass.
The Bolt roadshow is still incomplete in London and he now has a third gold to think about. He insisted the back strain which he said had curtailed his hopes of dropping his 19.19sec world record in the 200m was not too major. “It’s pretty bad but, with some treatment, it should be alright,” he said.
After that, everything was discussed from a place in Manchester United’s squad — Bolt sees himself as a winger — to Warren Weir, an unheralded Jamaican who finished third behind Bolt in the 200m, suggesting the bobsleigh awaited akin to Cool Runnings, a film about their countrymen’s attempts to make the 1988 Winter Olympics.
Bolt laughed it off but such is his joie de vivre that you would never put something quite so ridiculous past him.
He must now rest up before the 4x100m relay final, after which he plans to “party like it’s my birthday”.
In the build-up to the 100m, he had talked about planning an after-Games party to include Princes William and Harry. After his 200m, a Jamaican commentator had asked, “is there a throne big enough to hold this man?”
As he jumps from world records to legend making and beyond, and toys with the world’s media as he does so, for Bolt it’s more a game of thrones.
No one had ever successfully defended a men’s 200m title in Olympic history but Bolt retained both his 100m and 200m crowns in London and his next goal is to win the Jamaican 4x100m relay crown for the second successive Games.
But the question on everyone’s lips, as Bolt still answered questions three hours after his race, was what comes next for him?
Immediately there could be another reunion with the Swedish handball team with whom he posed for pictures after his 100m victory but longer term creates an intriguing talking point that, for now, he cannot answer.
Following the events of last night, the dream would be for him to step up to the 400m and for the Bolt of middle-distance running, David Rudisha, to step down from the 800m after his record run. Rudisha admitted he had talked to Bolt about the idea and said, “we’ll just compete for fun and see who will win — it will be great fun to watch it”.
Bolt is less convinced and his response was “no to the 400m” before pleading “no more questions about the 400m”. With his rival Yohan Blake’s obsession with training, the notoriously hard 400m might well be better suited to the Beast than the Bolt.
Bolt maybe lacks the work ethic of Blake. That is not to suggest he is lazy but he needs an absolute passion for what he does and what he turns his mind to next. For Beijing, that was to win both sprint crowns, in London it was to achieve legendary status by being the first to defend both.
The idea of the triple-triple, as one American journalist described it in his post-race press conference, does not quite have the X-factor to which Bolt aspires. “It’s going to be a hard mission,” he said. “In life, anything is possible but it’s going to be a hard reach. I think I’ve had my time.”
At 26, Bolt was talking like he was ready to hang up his spikes and replace them with a pair of slippers. He was honest enough to admit that the idea of racing against Blake and Co in Rio de Janeiro in 2016 did not instantly appeal.
So the time has potentially come for something different. With the 400m dismissed by the man himself, he admitted the long jump was a possibility. Bolt repeated time and time again how London had been his time and that he had even warned Blake as much two years ago. But he talked about Rio in four years, when he will be 30, as though it were akin to him receiving his bus pass.
The Bolt roadshow is still incomplete in London and he now has a third gold to think about. He insisted the back strain which he said had curtailed his hopes of dropping his 19.19sec world record in the 200m was not too major. “It’s pretty bad but, with some treatment, it should be alright,” he said.
After that, everything was discussed from a place in Manchester United’s squad — Bolt sees himself as a winger — to Warren Weir, an unheralded Jamaican who finished third behind Bolt in the 200m, suggesting the bobsleigh awaited akin to Cool Runnings, a film about their countrymen’s attempts to make the 1988 Winter Olympics.
Bolt laughed it off but such is his joie de vivre that you would never put something quite so ridiculous past him.
He must now rest up before the 4x100m relay final, after which he plans to “party like it’s my birthday”.
In the build-up to the 100m, he had talked about planning an after-Games party to include Princes William and Harry. After his 200m, a Jamaican commentator had asked, “is there a throne big enough to hold this man?”
As he jumps from world records to legend making and beyond, and toys with the world’s media as he does so, for Bolt it’s more a game of thrones.
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Follow Jon Bradfield on Twitter: @jonbradfield
I can’t have been the only one watching the men’s synchronised diving last week and thinking ‘how is this pre-watershed?’ And this was at work, glued almost literally to my monitor in the equally – if differently – enthusiastic company of straight male and straight female colleagues (I work in the arts, admittedly, but even in this liberal industry we keep porn for Fridays. And then only in return for a donation to WaterAid). Because this is the sexy Olympics with the sexy Olympians. We sit on our sofas mumbling ‘Arms! Shoulders! Thighs!’, sounding for all the world like Father Jack. Not to presume, but have you noticed porn stars don’t look quite so hot right now? Those buff, topless clubbers seem a little faux-phwoar in comparison with Louis Smith, whose every muscle fibre has been honed, not in needy desperation for our erotic gaze, but to swing himself skilfully over that lucky, lucky pommel horse. These guys are the real deal. Then again, why should that be? Brent Everett seems to work just as hard for his career as Tom Daley does, and I don’t see that intricate diving has any particular merit over the erotic arts. Why is it a sport when ballet isn’t? Is it because the clothes in the latter are too modest?
So far, so unsurprising: most gay men I know could sexualise a casserole. Could sexualise air-con. But it’s not just us. From Boris Johnson who is among those ‘celebrating’ the female beach volleyballers, to prominent journalists compiling Tumblrs of the ’50 hottest Olympians’. We all seem to have had something of an awakening, becoming more open and almost un-British, with Londoners reportedly striking up conversations with complete strangers on the Tube.
However, surrounding all of this a discourse of objectification has sprung up, picking up on the differences between objectifying women and men: from Harry Coles (of the Guido Fawkes blog) defensively claiming that the treatment of Tom Daley is equivalent to that dished out to the volleyballers; to, more recently, pieces in the Guardian and the Huffington Post. Additionally, many spin-off conversations on various social media platforms.
It strikes me that there are differences: firstly, while we openly treat men’s diving, or gymnastics, or whatever, as an excuse to ogle, we don’t dismiss the sports themselves in the way that the ‘Carry On…‘ humour about beach volleyball arguably does. Secondly, for men there is no disparity between sexy and sporty – it just so happens that the physiques of male athletes match our supposed ideal of the male form (does Gaydar still have ‘athletic’ as one of its optimistically abused body types?) and behaviour, while it challenges pre-conceptions about women. This is, after all, in 2012, the first Olympics at which all competing nations have women in their teams.
I have no issue with any of this objectification. Abs, arses, tits, thighs, whatever your bag: these things are sexy, and we’re looking at high achievers, in a very physical arena. What’s not to blush at? The very fact that these bodies are, supposedly, not there for our arousal both legitimises the looking at them and makes it feel subversive at the same time. Where the erotic association (actually, that sounds as though it could be a lobbying group) is damaging is when we expect athletes – hell, anyone – to live up to our own limited erotic expectations, and sneer when they don’t.
This might be found in the double-edged and disingenuous articles about Jessica Ennis being called fat; or in the ‘hilarious’ comments about female shot-putters that I thought had finished with Fatima Whitbread’s career, however, I did see one yesterday from a gay man on Twitter. This is what reduces women to sex objects – and failed ones at that. Or, in a more complex way, it might be found in strange attitudes to women’s boxing – still a prejudice to the extent that when Gaby Logan asked Denise Lewis about the sport last night, Lewis assumed she was being asked to justify its existence. As, perhaps, she was.
People don’t like having their prejudices challenged, their world-view altered. Women athletes do this to some people as much as effeminacy in men does, and these prejudices seem to be as prevalent among gay men as anyone else. This is likely in part because when someone doesn’t conform to the role you expect of them, it raises questions about your own position in life; furthermore it is, I would argue, superficially disempowering to be confronted by someone who appears to not care about your attraction towards them (see this fantastic, articulate post from a female weightlifter). Is any group more casually barbed about lesbians than gay men? We only live once: why spend that precious time bowing to others’ flimsy judgments? As the wonderful Penny Arcade says to her audience in her show ‘Bitch! Dyke! Faghag! Whore!’: ‘if you don’t get up to join us for a dance, that’s fine; but if you don’t do it because you’re worried that people will sit there and judge you, well, that’s what people do’.
But let’s not allow genuine issues of disparity and objectification, or juvenile unease with sexual attraction, to muddy good, honest, erotic enjoyment of these sports, whatever our sex or sexual preferences. It’s healthy, it’s refreshing, and it’s fun.
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Olympian Doppelgangers
Allison Williams / Alex Morgan Brian Williams’ daughter and the star of HBO’s new hit comedy series, Girls, Allison Williams looks almost identical to Olympic soccer gold medalist Alex Morgan. The only difference is that the two don’t have matching hair colors.
* Couple of highly fuckable Irish babes. One has no tits and another refuses to show hers. More here
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Water Polo and Women’s Judo Lead the 2012 Olympics in Nudity
I do not know what to make of this. There have been more nip slips and full-on boob slips in these Summer Olympics than I have seen my whole life watching this event. There are some incredibly hot beach volleyball competitors and hot gymnasts participating in the 2012 Olympics . Still, we are being served up uncensored but sub-par wardrobe malfunctions by NBC.
Case-in-point there was a full-on tit exposed by Judo Olympian Urantsetseg Munkhbat. This Mongolian chick has the worst case of ‘roid pimples all over her chest I have ever seen. Check out the pic here. Not only does she have heinous boobs but the chick looks like a man.
There was as Olympics water polo wardrobe malfunction you can see the uncensored photo here! American Kami Craig grabbed the suit of a Spain competitor and exposed the athlete’s breast. Still nothing titillating as you can see in the photo. If the NBC is intent on serving up boobs and ass during these Olympics, they need to give us something to work with here.
These partially nude peeks at manly women is not going to do it. So far I am calling the 2012 Olympics a flop. Hopefully the 2016 Olympic are on Showtime at Night and I can finally see some beach volleyball competitors and hot gymnasts naked, in all their glory.
So in my opinion these 2012 Olympic nipple slips are not going to cut it. If you want to look at some real celebrity skin, be sure to check out our scandalous celebrity nip slips, hacked photos and wardrobe malfunctions here.
__________________________________________________Case-in-point there was a full-on tit exposed by Judo Olympian Urantsetseg Munkhbat. This Mongolian chick has the worst case of ‘roid pimples all over her chest I have ever seen. Check out the pic here. Not only does she have heinous boobs but the chick looks like a man.
There was as Olympics water polo wardrobe malfunction you can see the uncensored photo here! American Kami Craig grabbed the suit of a Spain competitor and exposed the athlete’s breast. Still nothing titillating as you can see in the photo. If the NBC is intent on serving up boobs and ass during these Olympics, they need to give us something to work with here.These partially nude peeks at manly women is not going to do it. So far I am calling the 2012 Olympics a flop. Hopefully the 2016 Olympic are on Showtime at Night and I can finally see some beach volleyball competitors and hot gymnasts naked, in all their glory.
So in my opinion these 2012 Olympic nipple slips are not going to cut it. If you want to look at some real celebrity skin, be sure to check out our scandalous celebrity nip slips, hacked photos and wardrobe malfunctions here.
Michael Phelps' GF : Private Jet-Setting
Vegas-Hopping Hobnobber
Vegas-Hopping Hobnobber
Michael Phelps' hot cocktail waitress GF has been around the block -- in fact, she's been around the WORLD ... on private jets ... long before she ever met Phelps ... all because of her pretty face ... and TMZ has the pics to prove it.
Sources tell TMZ, 25-year-old Megan Rossee ingratiated herself with the rich and famous through her job as a model at VIP events around the country -- and thanks to her gig, she and her hot friends have been showered with lavish gifts by their elite admirers ... including expensive trips to Vegas AND flights on private jets.
We're told all the photos were taken within the last year -- in the months before Megan and Phelps eventually came into contact.
And that's why it pays to be hot.
Sources tell TMZ, 25-year-old Megan Rossee ingratiated herself with the rich and famous through her job as a model at VIP events around the country -- and thanks to her gig, she and her hot friends have been showered with lavish gifts by their elite admirers ... including expensive trips to Vegas AND flights on private jets.
We're told all the photos were taken within the last year -- in the months before Megan and Phelps eventually came into contact.
And that's why it pays to be hot.
* Mike Phelps is a legend and a role model for kids aspiring to be world-class athletes. Feel sad for him considering Miss Rossee is more than likely was an escort. Just hoping she was not a porta-potty as well. Mike, check if she was at one point in Dubai - the hotbed of sex trade and disgusting shenanigans.
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