So said a little old lady to my friend, as she sat against the wall outside Bray Station, waiting for the bus, reading a book, in a short skirt with her endless legs propped up. At first my friend thought she was talking about the dismal vista that is the outside of Bray Dart Station, but then she realised the lady could see her pants.
I'd say the view was likely fairly glorious, but it offended the LOL (remember when lol meant little old lady, not laugh out loud?) and her pronouncement in turn upset my friend. Don't diss my pants, little old lady.
If, unlike the elderly guardians of Catholic Virtue, you agree that Sex Is Not the Enemy, you should click the link and check out some of the most beautiful intimate portraits of all sorts of genders expressing their sexuality. They're graphic, so be warned, and they're NSFW, but god, they're gorgeous. And I don't know if you'll agree, but as you scroll through them, you get a little sudden ! reaction as you see one that resonates with you. Interesting to note. There's lots of excellent little clips from meditations on sexual politics too. I found this last night, and I'm already on p53.