Pin-Up Girls

My college pal Keith has a hilarious post on his blog about sharing a bedroom with his Dallas Cowboys loving brother as a kid:

When I was a kid, my brother and I shared a bedroom. Given that he was older than me, he had complete control over what got put up on the walls. His favorite NFL team at the time was the Dallas Cowboys, so that became the theme for the room. He searched through sports magazines for pictures of Dallas players, cut them out, and scotch taped them to our bedroom wall. I think he used the pictures for inspiration, while I used the pictures to fill my mind with locker room fantasies. Then one day, he came home with a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders poster to tape on the wall. I was mesmerized. Again, not for the same reason as my brother, but because I thought the cheerleaders looked like hookers. The cheerleader in front had camel toe and the look on her face oozed sex. Although I was not sexually attracted to them, I thought they were titillating and glamorous. (read the conclusion with a reality show twist here.) I had a similar experience sharing a bedroom for a time with my brother Terence back when we lived in Madison Heights, Michigan. One day I came home to find that he had put the "Suzanne Somers as Chrissy" poster on our wall. He must have thought she was really something -- and so did I. Listening to Andy Gibb's "I Just Want to Be Your Everything" on my transistor radio from Korvettes, I was amazed that a woman already in her 30s could still attain sex symbol status -- and was very impressed that her legs had nary a hint of cellulite on them.