Kenneth in the (602), circa 1988
While going through a cache of old photos last night I was struck at how unsightly my youthful body was, yet I have no recollection of being self-conscious about it at all. Granted, I wasn't overweight -- feeling shitty about yourself for being fat has long been in style. And America's ideal male body has certainly changed a lot in the last 25 years -- a recent survey of 1,307 teenage boys who lived in the Minneapolis-St. Paul area found that a whopping 90 percent of them said they exercised to "add muscle." But gyms and muscleheads at school have been around forever -- I was in ninth grade during Olivia Newton-John's "Physical" craze! -- yet lifting weights was never something I contemplated until at least a good decade later. (This black-and-white
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All the streets are crammed with things
Eager to be held
I know what hands are for
And I'd like to help myself
You ask me the time
But I sense something more
And I would like to give
What I think you're asking for
You handsome devil
Love your body from that era (not in to the muscle mary thing at all), love that bit of chest hair, please post more photos like that one.
have to say, that treasure trail is kinda hot.
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