In the case of Ethel Granger it was more than just fashion. It was also about pleasing her demonically demanding spouse, William. You’d think a man of science, as William was, would have a more expansive view of the female form. But not in Silly Billy’s case! He wanted his woman’s waist as teeny tiny as it could be, no matter the cost to her physical well being.
Maybe it was the times. Obviously Ethel did not object. And she was quite ahead of her time with the piercings as well.
William said: “if she can outshine other members of her sex in some way, this is a victory worth any amount of suffering”. Apparently, in his view, and with Ethel’s agreement, his wife had nothing else going for her outside the willingness to squeeze her body into a cartoon shape.
Even Jessica Rabbit’s waist was larger than Ethel’s.
These days women are more likely to please themselves than their partners, at the expense of health and comfort.
Though I must give credit to Madonna and Lady Gaga – the rock and roll icons of outrageous physical fashion sense – those gals stay healthy. Yes, they get occasionally aggressive with the weight business, at least Madonna seems to at times, but at the end of the day they are healthy, breathing, and with fully functional intestines.
Personally I would not do any of these things for Fenwick. I enjoy “paint” and “poof”. All of which come off at the end of the day so that I may enjoy a night’s sleep without torture devices or metal non-Fenwick things poking into my guts. If that makes me a fashion sissy, so be it. Fenwick likes it. Because if he didn’t, he’d be sitting on the concrete with his suitcases flying about his head.
I actually don’t fault Ethel at all. By all accounts she was gung ho for her Willy’s wants. And today’s philosophy is, after all, “whatever floats your boat,” as I was chidingly told in no uncertain terms by a school board member. What would or do you all do for fashion? Or to please another? It’s a strange world we live in.