self love
even though this NYT article is like 50 pages long and tragically mis-titled (splashed with ryan mcginley photos to boot = my ambivalence) , i do think it’s something everyone should take the time to read. there’s nothing novel here, except maybe increased “empirical” grounding for things we already knew or assumed. sex science has always been on my list of dream careers. is that weird?
a big chunk of the piece posits how the sense of being desired is crucial to female sexuality. duh, right? but i think the researcher/scientist sound bites (that i list below) come across eloquently and succinctly. it’s all so very true. am i pig-headed or naive to believe so?
a consistent feeling of being desired is key to any relationship’s vitality and longevity, and core to any person’s pysche and confidence, whether you’re male or female. everyone needs to feel nurtured, loved, and adored. everyone needs to feel special, admired, respected for his/her unique traits, or sense of humor, or intelligence. but let’s face it, we all need to feel like sexy, hot, desirable pieces of meat too. it fits into the equation, and we can’t live without this healthy sensation. conversely, it’s just as important to feel that same sparky, uncontainable lust for your partner as well, and express it best you can.
maybe what i’m describing is an impossible reciprocation. but i’d like to believe this kind of relationship can exist.
without further ado, here are the striking snippets from the article that resonated with me. and yes, please file this blog entry under “random” and “no $hit, sherlock.”
She, even more than Chivers, emphasized the role of being desired — and of narcissism — in women’s desiring.
The critical part played by being desired, Julia Heiman observed, is an emerging theme in the current study of female sexuality. She pronounced, as well, “I consider myself a feminist.” Then she added, “But political correctness isn’t sexy at all.” For women, “being desired is the orgasm.”
The generally accepted therapeutic notion that, for women, incubating intimacy leads to better sex is, Meana told me, often misguided. “Really,” she said, “women’s desire is not relational, it’s narcissistic” — it is dominated by the yearnings of “self-love,” by the wish to be the object of erotic admiration and sexual need.
And within a committed relationship, the crucial stimulus of being desired decreases considerably, not only because the woman’s partner loses a degree of interest but also, more important, because the woman feels that her partner is trapped, that a choice — the choosing of her — is no longer being carried out.
A symbolic scene ran through Meana’s talk of female lust: a woman pinned against an alley wall, being ravished. Here, in Meana’s vision, was an emblem of female heat. The ravisher is so overcome by a craving focused on this particular woman that he cannot contain himself; he transgresses societal codes in order to seize her, and she, feeling herself to be the unique object of his desire, is electrified by her own reactive charge and surrenders. Meana apologized for the regressive, anti-feminist sound of the scene.


February 12th, 2009 at 9:36 pm
whoa! saxy. this has been on my to-read list since it was published, but i never find the right time or situation to actually finish reading it.
it’s not “no shit” so much as it is, “whoa, why hasn’t somebody put this into words before? magnifico!”
i did read the much shorter, related article written by the same Bergner, Daniel.
sex science is rawesome. there’s a museum of sex in NYC, i hear. and i do miss Good Vibes. only in the Bay Area.
this is kind of wrong:
http://www.traumaunit.iwarp.com/images/saxy_lady_2a.jpg
February 13th, 2009 at 2:01 pm
So all I have to do to score chicks is desire them? Sweet! Now I have a new game plan.
February 13th, 2009 at 2:17 pm
@andrew: yeah, right, sorta.
February 13th, 2009 at 7:18 pm
Oh god the words of joy ran through my pores when I read this article. Finally a woman who embraces our three million years of sexual evolution. There is true happiness, joy in this revelation…now if all the silly, Whole Foods eating, REI-wearing ladies would just kick off their Birkenstocks and read, “Save the Males,” written by no less than a very empowered woman. Thank you Jenn, you’ve done your sisters a favor with this one.
February 17th, 2009 at 3:42 pm
@andrea: thanks for commenting! i’m glad you like, figured you’d have something to say about it. the article just struck a chord with me. i wish everyone understood, esp guys. good ol’ good vibes. i’m surprised there’s no counterpart in LA?
@tim: haha, OF COURSE you’d have something to say.
February 22nd, 2009 at 1:03 am
started to read this a couple times, and then thought better of it–it’s funny, but it’s also why I have problems with deciding for against the phD thing: the more you study a thing, the less excitement it holds. erm, pun really, really not intended.
I’ll fumble blindly in the dark with the covers over my head, thankyouverymuch!
February 25th, 2009 at 5:18 pm
i sat and read the whole. the article is insightful and really entertaining.
i think maybe you should come down here and visit me because there is a large contingnecy of women whose way of attracting a mate is to make themselves look like barbie dolls. blonde, pastic and without imagination. but the women who are younger (and have not acquired wealth to go under the knife) attract their mate by dumbing down their intelligence. i’ll not lie, when i act more aloof i make a shitload more money. but sometimes i snap to and am really disgusted with myself.
there is sense that to be desired makes you feel attractive, but to what extent? i mean, should i just put a sticker on my ass and put myself on a piece of ice next to decorative kale at the meat market?
thanks for sharing the article!
March 3rd, 2009 at 11:19 pm
@nico it’s probably true in some regard. there are certain things that should remain a sorta mystery
@jenny thanks for reading and leaving a comment! this contingency of women sounds like a nightmare, esp for you. how can you stand it? and you know, you can still put a sticker on your ass and perch upon a block of ice in the supermarket, but it doesn’t have to be selling yourself out necessarily. cuz you got it goin on!
September 17th, 2009 at 1:08 pm
interesting to see you posting this :/