TALL WOMEN FETISH

Looking Up Marilyn’s Dress

I admit it was in poor taste

When I first saw Marilyn Monroe, the iconic sex symbol, standing there with her dress up, my first instinct was to walk under her skirt and get a bird’s eye view, like any red-blooded male. So despite my wife thinking it was in poor taste, I took a picture of Marilyn’s underside anyway. How many times do you have the opportunity to get a panty shot like this and not get arrested?

“Mark, I can’t believe you did that with everyone watching. It’s embarrassing.”

“Honey,” I said. “I would never do this if Marilyn were alive. I would have too much respect for her.”

I know Marilyn was only a sculpture, but she was a jaw-dropping one. It had to weigh at least ten tons and was made of steel — but despite it being a sculpture, it looked too real to pass up.

Of course, it would be more believable if Marilyn had stood over a steam vent in New York City and not in the middle of Palm Springs in hundred-degree weather.

Marilyn wasn’t the only tall woman I ever admired.

It was many years ago. I was only nine when my friends and I saw Attack of the 50ft Woman in the movies. She was twice as tall as the Palm Springs Marilyn, but she had a combination of sensuality and brutality I never saw in a woman. She could obliterate your face while wearing a bikini, pick up a car with one hand, and throw it as far as an Aaron Rodgers Hail Mary. The 50-foot Woman could do everything King Kong could, but only with more style and grace.

I turned to my then-friend, Jeff, and asked:

“Where did she buy a bikini that size?”

“Come on, Mark. It’s a horror movie. You gotta believe things that aren’t true. Otherwise, you won’t enjoy it.”

“I wonder how she would look naked?” I asked.

“Who cares? We just want to see the military destroy her. She’s a damn monster!”

“That’s a shame. It wasn’t the woman’s fault that she grew into a colossal freak. An alien infected her. Aliens always screw up people’s lives.”

Even though Jeff and my other friends wanted the military to obliterate the poor woman, I wanted to see her survive. So I was happy when she squeezed the life out of her philandering husband, dropped a ceiling beam on his slutty mistress, and screwed up the city’s transit system. Revenge was sweet. All women, I believe, deserve to be as big as Marilyn or the 50-Foot Woman for one day. That way, they can get revenge on all the lousy men they dated.

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