Japan is a weird place. From its movies to its festivals to its dining habits, the country has a long history of giving birth to some truly bizarre sh*t, then sending it overseas to our eagerly awaiting, comparatively bland Western hands.

The most recent weirdo Eastern trend to show up on American shores is the fashion movement known as Lolita. Despite the fact that is sounds like some filthy daddy-daughter fetish scene, Lolita, according to most enthusiasts, has nothing at all to do with sexuality and everything to do with embracing your inner well-behaved Victorian-era prepubescent girl.

Ladies who practice Lolita do so by dressing themselves like the porcelain doll that your got for your eighth birthday, then going online to connect with other girls who dress like the porcelain doll that you got for your eighth birthday, then getting together to do things like sing karaoke, drink tea, and attend animae conventions.

Huh.

According to one Lolita site, the movement originated in the 1980s when Japanese teens would kick it every weekend in downtown Tokyo jamming to rock bands and getting all gussied up for each other. A small faction of girls on this scene, for one reason or another, started sporting Little-Bo-Peep-esque ensembles; a few key trendmakers picked up on the look and started companies like Baby, The Stars Shine Bright and Manifesteange Metamorphose temps de fille that specialized in producing the frilly, old-fashioned clothing, some Japanese rock bands embraced the trend, and thus the Lolita subculture was born. Read More »

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[To ask Tuffy Luv a question, email her at asktuffyluv@gmail.com and check back here for her response. No question is too big or small or weird or dumb! ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE (a response).]

Dear Tuffy Luv,

This is really embarassing, so I hope it’s not weird that I’m asking you.

So over the summer every summer for the last three years I work as a hostess at this restaurant near my house. And every year I’ve been there, there’s been this guy (I’ll call him T) who works there too. I go away to college, but he goes to the junior college nearby so he’s there all year.

Anyway, T and I always flirt all summer and nothing ever really happened (last summer we kissed once but it was at a party and not anything that went anywhere). Except this year, from the first day we saw each other again, it was like BAM–chemistry. So we hooked up a couple of times and it was great.

My problem is, last night, I went over to his place after work and I thought we were just going to hook up like usual, but then–I don’t even know how to say this without being gross, so here it is: he peed on me.

I was totally disgusted, but I was really surprised so I didn’t say anything and we just had sex anyway and then I went home.

What the hell?! Also, have I now given him permission to do it again since I didn’t say anything? Help!!!!!!!!

-I Got Peed On Read More »

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Black Eyed Peas front-girl Fergie has just signed a $4 million contract with clothing and footwear brand Candie’s. In the terms of the contract, Fergie agrees to verbally mention the Candie’s brand in at least one song on her second solo effort.

If you were bummed when “Rich Girl” plugged Gwen Stefani’s brand L.A.M.B. and Eve’s Fetish, Fergie’s contract will be a rough blow. Fergie is scheduled to appear in a number of Candie’s commercials and will even have fans dress in Candie’s clothing at her concerts.
While Fergie is not the first artist to accept endorsements from a brand, the requirements in her contract with Candie’s require her to endorse the clothing very openly. She has basically been purchased and is allowing herself to become a walking Candie’s advertisement. Read More »

Hey guys and gals! Bored with your sex life? Handcuffs and role play leaving something to be desired? Dirty talk becoming cliché? Well, have I got a new sex fetish for you! It’s strange, slightly unsafe, and so out there I almost think it was made up to sell more magazines. What is it, you ask?

Bagging.

The Sun recently ran an article about the newest sex craze to hit Britain since George Michael, and claims that “Bagging, or masking, is a fetish that’s being taken up by couples looking for daring ways to spice up their love life.” Before a pair starts to get it on, “one of [them] agrees to have their head covered”.

Now, we all know The Sun isn’t the most scholarly magazine to ever hit newsstands, but I have no doubt of this fetish’s validity. These days, we’re all about being turned on by anything and everything. Got an old pump with half the heel broken off? Someone will find that erotic. A pair of ripped up stockings? Half a peanut butter sandwich? People are getting off on those things all over the world. Right now. As you’re reading this. Seriously.

As for me, the idea of Bagging is a little too weird. Wouldn’t it be strange to have sex to the sounds of crinkling paper? Wouldn’t it be odd to stare at the same bag you carried your eggs home in while you’re going at it? Whatever happened to looking lovingly into a partner’s eyes?

Maybe I’m old fashioned. What do you think, lovelies?

Does Bagging sound appealing, or just plain freaky?