Remember PANTIES?
They used to be worn by sexy chicks. A glimpse thanks to a shirt skirt on a windy day was quite a thrill.
But as the Internet photos reveal, Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton pie-oneer'd the no-panties LOOK, and almost none of today's tarts wear undies.
Taylor Swift does. She might be the only one!
Most cunts go around bald-faced.
Is it that in today's unsubtle and impatient world, the idea is to GET DOWN TO IT?
Or is it that with the bad economies in most nations, it's a NO FRILLS world where women can't afford such a luxury?
Women shave their twats now, which they might think means there's no reason to wear panties. There's no embarrassing bush to see. Think about it. If a woman is sans-cuntottes (the French term for briefs) all anyone sees is a Barbie Doll crotch — just blank flesh. A woman who isn't exposing pubic hair, and is simply part of the "blank generation," might not fear being exposed if the wind blows.
Victoria's Secret isn't the force it used to be. Ratings for their dopey shows have tanked, and even 4 for $5 sales on slut-scivvies can't keep the profits up. Maybe profits began to go bare when they decided it was a good idea to have Bob Dylan singing "Love Sick" in a TV ad. Women are always bitching that it's more expensive to be female than male, so going without underwear gives them a little extra money to spend on something more important, like a nose ring, another tattoo, a pedicure, or whatever Crayolas the Kardashians are selling as make-up. Men's magazines have tanked in recent years. Go to your newsstand and you'll barely find a copy of Barely Legal. No Penthouse. No Nugget, Gent, Rogue, Dude, Swank, etc. etc. The glowering Indian behind the counter would rather sell you some vape shit and Lotto cards. But what you'll find if you do find a magazine, or a sex magazine's "website only" latest issue, is BALD CUNT and LOTS OF IT. Almost every picture. In the old days, the first few pages of a photo spread would have the teasing strip, and lingering views over those last items: stockings, garterbelt (that's suspender belt in the UK and freakenhosen in German), bra, and PANTIES (that's KNICKERS in the UK and TWATZENMOPPERS in German).
No more of THAT. Just center in and look at bare crotch. Or as that old kiddie song "Farmer in the Dell" used to say, "The cheese stands alone."
Now, who is Jude Kastle? She was on CD Baby before it became the last resort for all kinds of oddballs like Raun MacKinnon, Gunhill Road and Ron Nagle...major label talents having nowhere to go because nobody buys music unless it's rap crap or utter shit from Sam Smith and Adele.
Hey, Jude's two albums for them were made long ago: "Ghost of a Girl" in 2002 (which featured "Pretty Purple Panties" and "Junkie For Fire" in 2004. The last we've heard of Jude Kastle, however, isn't that long ago. She guested on "Beautiful," a song written by the U.K. pianist who calls himself Lach. It's available from...oh, what an improvement on CD Baby...BANDCAMP.
https://lach.bandcamp.com/track/beautiful-live-w-jude-kastle
It was recorded (Jude on vocals, Lach on piano) at the Sidewalk Cafe's "ANTIHOOT" in NYC
Meanwhile, here's Jude singing about the time she found her boyfriend's dirty magazines under the bed...and one of the slutty models wearing...PRETTY PURPLE PANTIES!!
PRETTY PURPLE PANTIES - download or listen online - no Passwords, no whining for Paypal donations, no creepy malware-shit from a Eurotrash download server
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