1811 Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue

The following are excerpts from a reprint of an 1811 Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue: A Dictionary  of Buckish Slang, University Wit, and Pickpocket Eloquence, which was in itself based on a dictionary by Francis Grose. {Bibliography}

I skimmed through the entire book, and picked out all the terms for sodomites, which I assume referred to gay men.  They may also refer to hetero sodomy, I don’t know enough to say.

Sadly, there were no terms for lesbians.  There are enough vulgar terms here for women’s lady-parts that we can create our own synonyms for “tribade”, if you wish.  But we’ll save that for another post.

Back Gammon Player

A sodomite.

Back Door



[From the Italian diletto, q.d. a woman’s delight; or from our word dally, q.d. a thing to play withal.] Penis-succedaneus, called in Lombardy Passo Tempo. Bailey.


A sodomite. To indorse with a cudgel; to drub or beat a man over the back with a stick, to lay CANE upon Abel.

Madge Culls

Sodomites. Cant.


A Miss Molly; an effeminate fellow, a sodomite.

Windward Passage

One who uses or navigates the windward passage; a sodomite.


For the ladies…Dolce & Gabbana, Fall 2011

I’ll skip the long introduction and get to the good stuff:

Dolce & Gabbana, Fall 2011


This image is nothing new.  Helmut Newton did it in French Vogue in 1979:

Helmut Newton, 1979


And more recently I posted this one from French Vogue, 2005.

But I’m not complaining.  It’s all good.  More, please!  I’m talking to you, late-to-the-game American Vogue.

For the boys…Dolce & Gabbana, Fall 2011

We’ll be back to our regular sapphic posts tomorrow, and with a lustily genderfucking ad to share.  Today though, I have to bring your attention to what could be a trend.  Maybe I got too excited too soon, but take a look at this ad from Dolce & Gabbana:

Dolce & Gabbana, Fall 2011


Holy crap that’s homoerotic.  (You’ll see the female counterpart to this ad tomorrow.) The second best thing about this ad (after it being made in the first place) is that for once we see a whole lot of male skin.  And some body hair.  No Ken-doll Abercrombie & Fitch pretty boys for this ad campaign. Not that I lust after male body hair, but you know, it’s the principle of the thing.

The women in tomorrow’s ad, sadly, are fully clothed.

This could have been an isolated incident, until I passed this massive ad in Macy’s window on my morning commute:

Johnny Weir for MAC, 2011


Before I knew who this was, my first thought was “for goodness sakes, that’s a twinky model they got for their new ad campaign.”  But it’s Johnny Weir, the gender-fabulous (and all-around fabulous) skater.  Check out this genius.  Vogue!



On Becoming A Woman, 1958

“The violent crush which almost every teen-age girl experiences toward some older woman is usually not worth worrying about. If the crush translates itself into a desire for physical contact with a member of the same sex, it is time to ask guidance from a physician, minister, or trained counselor… You may be approached by a respected person in the community, someone you trust and love- and the discovery that such a person can be homosexual is a tremendous shock….Best solution in such a case is to avoid any chance of being alone with the person…”

Page 52, On Becoming A Woman, Mary McGee Williams and Irene Kane, 1958



Tumblr Alert: Vintage Lesbians

I just wanted to share this excellent…tumblr (?) that I came across whilst Googling.  Who runs this?  Who is the delightful person to bring us this image:

When you get this ping, Vintage Lesbian Tumblr, comment me.  We must be friends.

Hommage a Nusch, Man Ray 1937

This sketch is by Man Ray, dated 1937.  According to Shocking! The Art and Fashion of Elsa Schiaparelli, it is based on a photograph he took of Paul Eluard‘s wife, Nusch, with Sonia Mosse.  This one, I think.  There is another series of photographs of Nusch with a woman named Ady Fidelin that you should definitely go search for.     p 131

"Hommage a Nusch," Man Ray, 1937

Lucky Strike “I choose”…

“I choose”…to smoke and kiss girls, as long as you’re watching, Hot Guy at the Bar.

Are most smokers of Lucky Strikes women?  Is this one of those homoerotic ads aimed at straight women who subconsciously want to attract straight men? For the record, I should state here that I Do Not Mind this phenomenon.  In fact, should I ever find myself at a straight bar (rare), the straight girls making out is usually one of the few redeeming aspects of the evening.  Carry on, Straight Girls.

I picked this up at some bar, but I’m confused about where because the fine print is in Spanish.  Let’s assume it was in NYC.