Kato, the above bikini-clad girl did visit your blog, didn't she?
How do you know?
...'cause you posted a salacious article the other day.
Salacious article?
Yes, the following excerpt is really obscene, isn't it?
No panties, please!
In the first place, the Japanese women used to wear no panties---let alone, brassiere. Men wore a loincloth while women wore "koshi-maki(腰巻)" or something like petticoat.
Women in
"koshi-maki(腰巻)"
In 1919 the headmaster at Ochanomizu girls' high school forced his students to wear panties or drawers. After graduation, however, 90 percent of those students stopped wearing panties simply because they abided by the prevailing custom.
One of the reasons why the Japanese women started to wear panties is to have experienced some major disasters, one of which was the Great Kanto Earthquake that took place in 1923. Another disaster was the fire that happened at the Shirokiya Department store in 1932. The shoppers involved in the accident tried to escape the fire using a rope along the exterior of the building.
However, the female shoppers didn't wear panties. A great number of onlookers watched the escaping women, who hesitated to jump down because of their sense of prudery. If the female shoppers jumped down, the hem of their kimono would flare up and their private parts would expose themselves to the eyes of the curious onlookers. Instead, the women preferred burning-to-death to exposing their private parts.
Since this fire, the Japanese women started to wear panties.
(translated by Kato) (pictures from the Denman Library)
206 page "When did the Japanese feel ashamed of nakedness" by Akira Nakano; published by Shincho-sha(新潮社) on May 25, 2010
Yes, of course, it is. Look at the above title---"Unwashed Panties and Good Gals in Bed," in which you quoted the excerpt.
I didn't write the above passage, which is actually written by another writer.
I know that, but your article sounds salacious.
Does it?
Yes, you seem to be preoccupied by unwashed panties, don't you?
Oh, Diane...you're so nice to say that... :)
Don't be silly, Kato...Be serious!
So, Diane, tell me how the bikini girl has something to do with the above article.
Have you ever heard of the following saying?
"Birds of a feather flock together."
Oh, yes, I've heard of that. So what are you getting at, Diane?
Well..., she belongs to a salacious group of yours.
I see...a quite interesting interpretation of the above proverb, isn't it? However, I don't think she is a lewd girl. Actually, she is a beauty-conscious girl.
How do you know?
Look at the following screen.
This is how I met her.
I see...your favorite FEEDJIT list, isn't it? I see a Canadian flag in the top entry of the list. Is that you, Kato?
Yes, I am.
I also see "A visitor from San Juan" in the second-bottom entry. San Juan of Cuba?
Oh, no. She came from Sa Juan of Puerto Rico.
San Juan
San Juan is officially called "Municipio de la Ciudad Capital San Juan Bautista (Municipality of the Capital City, Saint John the Baptist)"---the capital and most populous municipality in Puerto Rico, an unincorporated territory of the United States.
As of the 2010 census, it had a population of 395,326 making it the 46th-largest city under the jurisdiction of the United States.
San Juan was founded by Spanish colonists in 1521, who called it Ciudad de Puerto Rico ("Rich Port City"). Puerto Rico's capital is the second oldest European-established city in the Americas, after Santo Domingo, in the Dominican Republic.
Several historical buildings are located in San Juan; among the most notable are the city's former defensive forts, Fort San Felipe del Morro and Fort San Cristóbal, and La Fortaleza, the oldest executive mansion in continuous use in the Americas.
Today, San Juan is one of Puerto Rico's most important seaports, and is the island's manufacturing, financial, cultural, and tourism center. The population of the Metropolitan Statistical Area, including San Juan and the municipalities of Bayamón, Guaynabo, Cataño, Canóvanas, Caguas, Toa Alta, Toa Baja, Carolina and Trujillo Alto, is about 2 million inhabitants; thus, about half the population of Puerto Rico now lives and works in this area.
San Juan is also a principal city of the San Juan-Caguas-Fajardo Combined Statistical Area. The city has been the host of numerous important events within the sports community, including the 1979 Pan American Games, 1966 Central American and Caribbean Games, 2006 and 2009 World Baseball Classics, the Caribbean Series and the Special Olympics and MLB San Juan Series in 2010.
SOURCE: San Juan, Wikipedia PICTURES: from the Denman Library
San Juan, Puerto Rico:
Colourful houses,
cobblestoned street
I see...but tell me, Kato, what makes you think that the visitor is a beauty-conscious girl.
Look at the following screen.
Oh, my!...look at the woman with big boobs in a yellow dress.
Look, Diane!... I'm not talking about the busty woman...but a woman with big buttocks.
I see...the woman at the middle of the bottom row, you mean?
Yes, that's the woman I'm talking about.
But how do you know that the bikini-clad woman searched that particlar woman on the Net?
A good question, Diane. When I clicked the pink link in the entry of the list, I came up the following screen:
You've gotta be kidding!
No, I'm quite serious. If you doubt, you might as well go to http://denman705.blogspot.com then click Real-time view Menu and then click the pink link in the entry. If you're lucky enough, that particilar entry is still in the list.
But, Kato, you haven't answered my question. What makes you think that the visitor is a beauty-conscious girl?
The bikini-clad girl chose the african girl with big buttocks, and then she read the background article, which is "Diane in Bustle Skirt" as you see in the above screen.
If you doubt, you might as well click Real-time view Menu and hit the pink link.
But, Kato, you still haven't answered my question. What makes you think the visitor is a beauty-conscious girl?
Diane, I thought you were smart enought to figure it out by now. The bikini girl watched the black woman with big buttocks, then came to understand that the Victorian fashion---namely, bustle skirt---had come from the girl with a sticking-out ass.
Really?
Look at the following three pictures:
When you take a close look at the above pictures, you should be able to understand that the bustle skirt came from the black woman with a sticking-out ass.
I see...so the visitor from San Juan was looking for something special that would make her look beautiful.
Yes, that's why I'm saying the bikini-clad girl is beauty-conscious. She also read the following excerpt:
Rear End
A middle-aged woman in the square recalled the story of a beautiful singer in the 1950s who was approached by a drunk. The drunk yelled out, "I've half a mind to screw you."
The singer wagged her finger at him and replied, "If you do and I find out about it..." That is the spirit of these women.
The men of Sutri appreciate these women. But it is not the beautiful women who draw the most attention. Beautiful women require little imagination. The real challenge is to find the extraordinary in the woman whom others don't notice.
There is a man in the square who stares at one woman and only that woman. As hard as I've tried, I cannot tell what he sees in her. She is amaller than average, has thinning hair and a torso that is more boyish than that of most middle-aged Italian woman. Her posture is less than perfect, and she has large misshapen buttocks.
On a Sunday morning, I was in the piazza with Nicolaia, when the woman walked by us on her way back from the Duomo. Her admirer was on the other side of the piazza and, true to his obsession, was staring at her. Not offensively, but noticeably.
The woman was almost through the square when I caught Nicolaia smiling at her. And suddenly I saw what they saw: the deformed rear end. Divorced from its relationship to other parts of her body or how hers compared with the same part of other women---in other words, viewed as a pure form---her rear end was of great merit. There was also a pent-up exuberance about it.
Tell me, Kato, how you know she read the above passage.
It is quite simple. The bikini-clad woman was impressed by the way you were dressed up in a bustle skirt.
Are you sure?
Yes, of course, I am...'cause she was moved by the above passage and decided to buy a bustle skirt like the one above.
How do you know?
I know...the girl in San Juan put it on the way you wore it, and indeed she walked around to impress the men in San Juan---just like the Sutri woman.
How the hell do you know?
I know...otherwise, I wouldn't have written this article in the first place... :)
【Himiko's Monologue】
Wow! What a lovely place San Juan is! I wish I could fly over there right now. Kyoto is a nice place, but it has no seas, you know. An ocean is one thing; romance is another.
Come to think of it, I've never met a decent man in my life. How come I'm always a loner? I wish I could meet a nice gentleman at the library in my town as Diane met Kato. Well, they say, there is a way where there is a will.
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