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LadyShoshin -> RE: Geriatric BDSM - Does Geritol apply? (3/19/2006 2:45:02 PM)
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With thanks and apologies to the author of the original poem Warning - When I Am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple by Jenny Joseph
Warning - When I am an old woman I shall wear PVC (Adapted by Lady Shoshin, please request permission before reposting or using in any way)
When I am an old woman I shall wear PVC and leather, with a thong that disappears up the crack of my large ass cheeks
I shall spend my pension on vampire gloves, floggers and satin hoods and say we have no money for gasoline.
I shall sit on subbies when I am tired and gobble up the midnight finger food buffets at play parties and loudly proclaim "oh f**k" is NOT a safeword
I will run my cane over subbie butts and make up for the boring vanilla life of my youth.
I shall slap my crop against my bulging thigh high leather boots with the sensible heels and curse at my stay ups that never will.
I can beat the asses of aging, paunchy, balding men and call them "boy" as I make them wince, hoarding clothespins and prickly things in a box.
The world says we must wear clothes that cover us, pay our rent instead of buy that spanking bench, we must not lead subbies on a leash in the street and set a good example for the newbies.
We must not show our friends how much we care by the welts we leave on their backs & behinds.
I gave up such vanilla beliefs long ago, because I am already old & wear PVC & leather.
Sounds humorous, but as a member of the baby boom generation, then the hippie generation, I have to accept the fact that I am growing older.
My lifestyle is generally seen as one meant for the young and limber, those with hard bodies and creak free joints. Yet to look around at a fetish or play party, you will see that many of those in leather, lace, PVC & rubber are in their 30s and above. The stereotype is born in the media and the minds that use the media as a fantasy jumping off point.
As our population ages and learns more about how to stay active far into their "golden" years, the stereotype has to shift to allow for the 19 year old and the 90 year old to both enjoy BDSM in their own way.
Western civilization has much to learn about aging and how not to dismiss the elders of the community. Many cultures revere the elderly and take care of them as they are the repositories of the wisdom of those peoples. Some indigenous North American cultures hold the belief that the very young and very old are closest to Creator as the one has just come from Creator & the other is on their way to meet Creator.
I know there are those who consider me a ridiculous figure in my fet wear, but don't pass judgment on me that I am trying to recapture my youth, I hated my youth. I wouldn't go back for all the tea in China. What I am doing is wearing what makes me feel good about me, what I feel comfortable in, I am acting in a manner that is my own. I may be 56, but the girl of 14, 18, 25 & 30 is still inside this old hide and having a whale of a time at parties. I am having more fun now than I ever did in my teens or twenties.
Because the spiritual path I have chosen is a pagan one, I see 3 stages in a woman's life, maiden, mother, crone.
During the time I was with a native healing circle I went through a ceremony usually done at the onset of menses to celebrate the passage from child to woman, from maiden to mother. Rather than seeing generational changes as something to be feared, I embrace them and treasure what each brings. With the ending of my menses & passing from my child bearing years I want to celebrate the freedom that brings, therefore I performed my croning ceremony with excitement.
We come to BDSM at different ages, some young, some in mid life and some late in life, but we should not be as concerned about chronological age or body image as much as what life's experiences have taught each person around us.
As a crone, freed from family responsibilities I now have the opportunity to be whom & what I want to be. I can fulfill my dream of being a choreographer as I work a sub on the cross or as I myself dance under the lash of a trusted friend. When you see me in my PVC & leather, remember to smile, because someday that may be you.
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