Panty girdles as chastity belts.
Tiepolo2
"Further to the recent discussion on this subject a story in yesterdays
paper about an LA girls first romance contains the following
paragraph:
"My parents exemplified so perfetly the liberal humanist ethic that it
never occurred to them not to trust me. Not so the 'mothers' of the
sorority and their band of prefects. My life in the sorority was more
heavily policed than it had ever been before. There were strict house
curfews, and stricter codes of etiquette, which included the
stipulation that panty-girdles (the chastity belts of the 50's) were
to be worn on all dates - a rule which applied not only to our house,
but generally to all the sororities on the 'row'".
Do you mean to say that these sorority girls were required to wear panty
girdles on dates and forbidden to wear open-bottomed girdles? Though I've
heard of girdle requirements, for purposes of decorum, I've never actually
heard of official panty girdle requirements for purposes of protecting
chastity.
Suzanne
Raquel B. Starace
Two human beings determined to have sex will chew their way through brick
walls to do it -- I doubt if a panty girdle would act as a effective
shield.
RaQ
Tiepolo2
"Two human beings determined to have sex will chew their way through brick
walls to do it -- I doubt if a panty girdle would act as a effective
shield."
This is undoubtedly true. But the crucial word is "two." A panty girdle
can come off quite easily if the person wearing it wants it off. But the
sheer physical difficulty and awkwardness of attempting to remove a
girdle, from someone who is not helping you get it off, did in fact act as
a deterence. Men do not like to look or feel awkward in this kind of
situation, and there is no cool or easy way to remove a girdle from
someone who is not helping you. Bras were different. Boys would
certainly develop slick one-handed ways of casually undoing a bra. But
there was nothing they could do about the girdle unless you were
co-operative (or unless they were vicious rapists, but I never encountered
anyone like that, thank God).
Suzanne (VS Miracle Bra, Sears Tulip long-leg panty girdle, Hanes Silk
Reflections Barely There stockings, Vanity Fair full slip)
Ben S. Knowles
>Oh. Really? Well, what do *I* know. I was a teenager in the girdle-less
>70s. My only deterent was "NO," and the boys I knew were decent about it.
>Oh, those Regis boys. . .<sigh>
>
>Hm! Girdles. Who woulda thunk it?
>
>RaQ
>
Hmmm...seems to me that the girls who don't want to do _that_ only have to
step aside for those that are more than willing....Casual sex is not dead, and
in fact it flourishes in our gen. Unfortunately, on top of all the other
problems, now it kills people. But really, especially on campus, the chaste
girls don't have too much to worry about, or so it seems.
-Ben
bwbs, but I am going home to to see the parent$ thi$ weekend
Chris
efforts. Try as I might, many panty girdles presented an
impressive challange often one I lost.
As a teen my dad developed a unique chastity devise for me, a
2 seater Austin Healey sports car. Very limited space coupled
with iron clad girdles of that age often created a very
disappointed boy (me)
Chris
Nita
<10312...@CompuServe.COM> wrote:
> blu...@mira.net.au (Bunyip Bluegum) wrote on the
> Subject: Panty girdles as chastity belts on,
> Date: Sat, 20 Jan 1996 21:24:53 GMT:
>
> [snip] There were strict house
> >curfews, and stricter codes of etiquette, which included the
> >stipulation that panty-girdles (the chastity belts of the 50's) were
> >to be worn on all dates...
>
> Marcia writes:
>
> [snip]I have heard some stories of a panty girdle requirement when leaving the
> sorority house on dates, at sororities in the 1950s, but only andecotal,
> nothing confirmable.
>
>
I am quite sure that all these things happened, but am perplexed by the
reference to panty girdles in the fifties. I thought that panty girdles
were invented by Emilio Pucci in the early sixties. Or was it just *long
leg* panty girdles that he invented? Or is my information just plain
wrong.
I came along just a little too late as a young woman for panty girdles to
be worn on dates, although my older sister always made sure to don only
her best, firmest girdles when she went out.I do remember having at least
one boyfriend who was decidedly discouraged and turned off by pantyhose.
Nita (CK panties and Bali Satin Tracings bra-not a very coordinated set!)
Tiepolo2
girdle-less seventies. I'm sure that was true, but the thing about
girdles in the sixties is that the difficulty of removing them kept the
subject from having to come up during a period in most dates when there
wasn't much talking. This was preferable in the early sixties, when most
"good" girls and boys did not want to confront the matter verbally
(somehow you seemed less guilty of something if it was never addressed in
words, but seemed to happen in the course of a non-verbal passionate
interaction). This was undoubtedly screwed up, but this was why girdles
became such an important signal in the silence of a darkened car.
Suzanne (pajamas, bathrobe)
Tiepolo2
had them, in both long-leg and non long-leg varieties. But they were not
as popular as they would become in the sixties. I'm not entirely sure
why. Perhaps someone knows?
Suzanne (pajamas, bathrobe)
Bunyip Bluegum
> ........
>I am quite sure that all these things happened, but am perplexed by the
>reference to panty girdles in the fifties. I thought that panty girdles
>were invented by Emilio Pucci in the early sixties. Or was it just *long
>leg* panty girdles that he invented? Or is my information just plain
>wrong.
Just plain wrong! I remember being extremely excited when I
discovered panty girdles ~ 1951. The Herald (evening paper; now
defunct) had a full page ad with girls in panty girdles riding - well
sitting on - bikes. Can't remember too clearly, but I think they were
long leg. First time I had heard of them.
They certainly became much more popular about then, as prior to this
almost all the pictures are of girdles or corselettes, but they were
invented in the early 30's. I have a 1934 issue of a magazine with an
advertisement for one; a fairly short leg in satin lastex, and one of
my books quotes the 'Girdle Gazette', or somesuch, as saying panty
girdles were all the rage in 1934.
Bunyip. Bonds Satin Touch Cottontails full briefs. The most
comfortable pants I've worn. I've got a drawer full of boring mens
briefs which are far less comfortable. They'll probably get used for
dusters. Wore my corset for 6 hours this morning. Not too
uncomfortable, but I was sitting at the computer, and I was very glad
to take them off at lunch time.
Pat68054
own in the 50s after a big buildup in the 40s. Before pantyhose there
were only 2 ways to hold up stockings...garter belts and girdles.
an20...@anon.penet.fi
Bunyip wrote:
> Further to the recent discussion on this subject a story in yesterdays
> paper about an LA girls first romance contains the following
> paragraph:
>
> "My parents exemplified so perfetly the liberal humanist ethic that it
> never occurred to them not to trust me. Not so the 'mothers' of the
> sorority and their band of prefects. My life in the sorority was more
> heavily policed than it had ever been before. There were strict house
> curfews, and stricter codes of etiquette, which included the
> stipulation that panty-girdles (the chastity belts of the 50's) were
> to be worn on all dates - a rule which applied not only to our house,
> but generally to all the sororities on the 'row'".
>
> So far as I know local mothers did not place the same faith in panty
> girdles, and I never heard of this type of rule here.
>
Then Suzanne said:
>Do you mean to say that these sorority girls were required to wear panty
>girdles on dates and forbidden to wear open-bottomed girdles? Though I've
>heard of girdle requirements, for purposes of decorum, I've never actually
>heard of official panty girdle requirements for purposes of protecting
>chastity.
>Suzanne
I would be very surprised if any sorority or other orgainzation
actually decreed the wearing of panty girdles for the purpose of
"protecting chastity." That seems to be the sole province of mothers,
who probably knew (or feared) better, but were uncomfortable thinking
about how they might not be all that effective.
The first two years I was at college, I lived in a school dorm. Most
of us on the hall were freshmen and a relatively large number were
pledging sororities that first semester. And while almost all of them
did wear panty girdles out on dates (and most everywhere else -- as did
most of the rest of us), I don't remember ever hearing that it was for
the "protection of chastity." In fact, I don't remember hearing that
wearing a panty girdle was a sorority requirement for any other reason,
either. I suspect that it WAS required for reasons of decorum as
Suzanne says, but if so, it may have been part of the overall dress
code and I never heard anything in particular about it, it not being
out of the ordinary and me not being in a sorority.
On the other hand, one of the ROTC Women's Auxiliary groups had really
quite spiffy uniforms consisting of a white blouse with necktie, medium
blue short straight skirt with matching short jacket, suntan/nude/etc.
pantyhose, and 2 1/2" inch navy pumps. There were two of these on my
hall and I overheard them one day near the end of my second year
discussing proposed changes to their mandatory dress code to allow
flatter shoes and make the wearing of a panty girdle optional. One
thought that such changes would be a BAD idea and vowed on the spot to
continue wearing her panty girdles, no matter what. The other said that
she would have to see how she looked in her uniform without the girdle
before making any decisions on that, but that she would continue to
wear her heels.
As I have mentioned in previous posts, I started out in the mid '60s
wearing the standard-issue medium- and heavy-duty panty girdles with
gartered stockings -- like just about everyone else at the time. But
as skirts got shorter, I switched to pantyhose and shorter and lighter
girdles. All of my friends and what seemed to be most of the other
girls at my high school also wore some kind of girdle on top of their
pantyhose most of the time, even though very few actually "needed" one
for "figure control." It was just considered part of proper dressing
for a female at that time.
About this time I started to date and Mom's nosiness and insistance in
my wearing a girdle escalated a couple of notches - especially when
going out on a date. Once I started dating, she really wanted me to go
back to heavier and longer legged girdles, but with skirts so short
(1970), she realized that it was not really practical. And, I wore my
skirts really short. One day I mentioned Mom's renewed interest and
insistance in (my older sister) Sharon and me wearing a panty girdle
while out on dates to some of my friends and found that most of the
ones that were dating were experiencing the same thing. We discussed
it for some time and then finally someone said that she had heard that
panty girdles on dates were considered chastity protection devices by Moms everywhere. I was amazed at the logic and simplicity of it.
I waited up late until my sister got home from a date that night and
sprung this new theory on her. I explained that I thought the reason
that Mom was so insistant on us wearing girdles on dates, and that I
had corroborative evidence on this, was because she thought they would
prevent sexual intercourse while out on dates. "No, they don't," says
she, just like that, and goes upstairs to her room. I was about
half-way up the stairs behind her, trying to figure out what had gone
wrong with my theory when I realized that Sharon had said "No, they
don't" instead of "No, she doesn't" and then the little light above my
head winked on. I had to sit down.
And indeed, they didn't. But they did help prevent sex from happening
if the girl did not want sex to happen. And for that, wearing a panty
girdle on a date had another purpose.
Raquel says:
>Two human beings determined to have sex will chew their way through
>brick walls to do it -- I doubt if a panty girdle would act as a
>effective shield.
To which Suzanne replies:
>This is undoubtedly true. But the crucial word is "two." A panty
>girdle can come off quite easily if the person wearing it wants it
>off. But the sheer physical difficulty and awkwardness of attempting
>to remove a girdle, from someone who is not helping you get it off, did
>in fact act as a deterence. [Snip!]
And, of course, both are correct.
Marcia adds:
>It was a matter of not wanting to be pressured to 'put out' -- be
>pressured into having sexual intercourse -- on dates. Kissing, yes.
>Heavy petting, maybe -- going all the way, no. Also, as my grandmother
>also used to say, no amount of socialization to be a gentleman, or
>reputation, can be trusted to keep an aroused adolescent boy, who in
>all likelihood is physically stronger than you, from 'getting it' if he
>wants it, hence the need for armor plating.
>Boys thought that getting past that was impossible, and therefore the
>pressure to have sex on a date was off me. I remember the first time I
>was alone with my future husband. We were 16. He succeeded in talking
>me out of my dress, and saw me in my 'date armor.' He looked at me, in
>awe, and said, "Marcia, I love how you dress" and we proceeded to some
>VERY heavy petting, petting that was FUN -- fun without fear of
>pregnancy.
I not only did not mind having to wear a panty girdle out on a date, I
actually was rather glad that I did and welcomed the benefits they
afforded. First there was the obvious -- I generally looked better
when wearing a girdle even though I was far from overweight (and they
also held up my pantyhose, whose technology was still fairly primitive
back then). And, if I was going to look my best, out on a date was THE
place to do it. I also liked the way they made me feel -- dressed and
very feminine. As others have mentioned, a tight panty girdle reminds
you in no uncertain terms that you are female, in an exclusively
feminine way, the whole time you are wearing it. And, knowing that you
are looking your best just adds to the effect.
Then there is the benefit pertaining to the question at hand: panty
girdle as a chastity protection device whilst out on dates. Well they
did function as such, as both Suzanne and Marcia outlined above. But
for me, there was a little different angle on it.
I, too, found that I felt "secure" while wearing a panty girdle when
out on dates. But it was not that I thought that a panty girdle would
be so difficult for a boy to take off of me without my help that sex
could not happen without my active cooperation (even though that was
more or less true), and it was not that I thought that the mere sight
of a panty girdle would make a boy intent on scoring give up in dispair
(I don't really think that he would so easily discouraged -- I would
not have been).
It was that I knew that wearing a panty girdle on a date would delay
sexual intercourse long enough once things started to seriously move in
that direction that I would be able to regain my senses in time to
prevent it. It was **I** who I was not sure I could trust in a fit of
passion, or just plain white-hot lust.
I don't think that it ever occured to me that my wishes concerning what
would be allowed on a date in the making-out department, and how far it
could go, would not be respected by a date (I probably would have
punched his lights out if my wishes had not been respected). It also
never occured to me that I could be "pressured" into sex... or anything
else. I have always been fairly assertive (some have said agressive -
see the punching lights out remark, above :-), and I really don't think
that I could have ever been pressured into anything that I did not want
to do -- short of holding a gun to my head... and maybe not then.
No, in my mind, the panty girdle was not there to deter my dates or
thwart their efforts in seduction. That was never needed. Maybe it
was because I tended to date guys that I already knew fairly well as
friends. I also ran (and usually dated) in the "brain" sub-group of
the next-to-the-top social tier at my high school and pretty much every
boy in that tier was a gentleman - either out of breeding or
peer-pressure.
The panty girdle was primarily there as an alarm, to warn ME that
something that I was allowing to happen was getting out of hand while
there was still time to stop it. Then I could be "naughty," get some
really enjoyable petting and stimulation during make-out sessions, and
be completely "safe" from things getting out of hand -- on either his
or my part. This guarenteed a good time for all without me having to
always be so much on guard. And that made it all the more
pleasureable.
Then there was also the "fall-guy" benefit that Marcia mentions. I
suppose that there was always the superficial assumption on everyone's
part that sex would not happen if the girl was wearing a panty girdle,
even if we all really knew better on a deeper level. And, it was well
known that it was the panty girdle's fault if sex did not happen -- NOT
the girl's -- right??? It was great to just relax and let everything
happen, knowing that there would be no "accidents." It also gave me a
real strange feeling of power -- a feeling of being invunerable, IN
CONTROL, and yet not actually responsible for sex NOT happening. The
"here it is, you can look at it, you can touch it, but that's as far as
it goes... because I am wearing this here girdle" thing.
Now, I could actually take the girdle off and have SEX (as I did later
on), but unless *I* took the inititive and broke the sacred girdle seal
(something boys were not supposed to know was even possible), SEX could
not happen and it would not be my fault that it didn't happen (you
can't blame me).
Well, there was at least *ONE* instance in which wearing a girdle was a
requirement for sorority girls: One Friday afternoon I was in the big
has-everything supermarket in town with my boyfriend to lay in a supply
of munchies to last us over what was shaping up to be a cold and bleak
weekend of studying for mid-terms. Suddenly there was this loud
commotion and a squad of four girls came flying around the corner and
zoomed down the aisle to the cookie area. They then set about
furiously examining each different package looking for a particular
Keebler elf.
Elf found, they tore off to another part of the store where they
searched for something else. Just about then, a second group of four
screeched to a halt in front of the cookies and went through the same
drill. I recognized one of them as being from the floor above me in
the dorm. Then off they went. I could hear them and the first group
in various other parts of the store while we finished our selections
and made our way to the checkout.
I don't guess that it would have been all that much out of the ordinary
to see young sorority pledges out on a scavenger hunt except that while
they were probably all very properly attired, for sorority girls, when
they set out for classes that morning, they were now uh... missing
their skirts. All eight were now wearing nice tops, probably a bra,
pantyhose, heels, and... a panty girdle.
While we were standing in line at the checkout, the first group pulled
up into the express line next to us. Each had a different item from
the store and a small number stuck to the seat of her panty girdle.
After a few moments a young man came around with a clipboard and
examined the item each girl was holding, then the number stuck to her
butt (and probably her butt, too), and then made a notation on the
clipboard. As they finished paying, a heated discussion began on the
fastest route to the mall, and continued as they disappeared out the
door and into the parking lot.
Then the second group arrived and the young man with the clipboard came
over and repeated his duties. As they were waiting for the line to
move up, I asked the girl that I knew from the dorm, in my best
slightly superior/slightly condescending voice, "More errands for the
kind girls you hope to associate with for the rest of your life?"
"Yeah. But we got out real lucky by drawing the girdle scavenger
hunt. I could have drawn topless cocktail waitress at the frat house
party or (gulp) pep rally streaking. This isn't bad at all,
considering," she said, missing my point entirely and seemingly
oblivious to all the customers that were looking at her. I remember
thinking at the time that considering the possible alternatives, girdle
scavenger hunt really wasn't that bad. After all. Hell, *I* could do
that... Ahem!
She and the other three did not seem to be concerned that they were
standing in the express checkout line in a large supermarket in their
underwear and were not particulaly worried about the people in the
other lines that were looking at them. They were busy discussing among
themselves the things they would have to find at the next stop and that
seemed to occupy all of their attention. After a minute or two, they
were all paid up and off to the mall. Later I found out that the
supermarket had been the sixth stop, so I guess they were used to it by
then.
The boyfriend was a little uncomfortable, probably not knowing exactly
where he should be looking and worrying about what I might think about
him looking where he really wanted to look while he was standing next
to me (he was kinda new at that point). Then he began to fidget a
little as the girl I was talking to noticed him and introduced
herself. I gave his hand a squeeze and flashed him a reassuring smile,
and he finally relaxed.
I thought about the girdle scavenger hunt all the back to the dorm and
boyfriend and I discussed it for a time afterwards. It should not have
seemed all that strange to me that they did not seem to mind that they
were standing in a supermarket in their underwear, or that people in
the store were looking at them... OR that there were people in the
store that were *NOT* paying them all that much attention. None of
them seemed to have any problem with it. But there was something about
it that was still bothering me. They were all completely "covered" as
boyfriend pointed out -- moreso that if they had been at the beach.
Yes, this was true, but there seemed to be something else, I just could
not put my finger on it.
It was several margaritas and a whole lot of nachos later when it
finally came to me. I finally realized something that I had probably
always suspected or known all along but had just not thought it through
all the way and understood its significance. The reason that those
girls did not mind standing in a busy supermarket in their panty
girdles or mind that people were looking at them, and the reason that
some of the people were not looking at them, was that most people
thought of panty girdles as "just underwear" and not as lingerie as we
have come to think of it now. And certainly not as something very
feminine and somewhat erotic -- in fact, they probably thought just the
opposite. And, that is even more true today.
I also realized that since I had first started wearing girdles, I had
always considered them to be intensely feminine... and then a little
erotic, too. I was lucky to have had several boyfriends and now a
husband who were of like minds on this, something that has added
significantly to our enjoyment of life together. And, there ARE others
out there. I, Suzanne, Marcia, and others have posted extensively on
this concept and I don't think that I could add anything more, so I'll
leave it at that.
Susan B. (Brown microfiber/Lycra tights, black Sears control brief,
beige Warners dare to be bare(?) bra)
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Probabkly had to do with the advent of women wearing pants in more formal
occasions.
Tom--Long Island Staylace Association (stay...@aol.com)
Cdpam
remember them foundly from early sixties. Spanked by mother and sister for
enjoying sensuous sensations of their lingerie. Still do very much. Would
love to chat with any females interested in sharing thoughts on subject.