Among other things, Russia is taking heat for promoting their female athletes as lingerie models. Perhaps it’s a matter of perspective? Despite being backwards on homosexuality, Russia seems to be a forward environment in other ways. Check out these words from Russian beauty queen Yulia Ivanova:
“Russian women are notoriously sexual. In Russian culture, women constantly strive to look sexy, hot, want-able. Skirts and heels are standard. Mini skirts at that. Jeans and trainers, casual ‘unisex’ outfits on women are frowned upon. Women take great pride in their clothes, and always dress to the T’s. Russians are very sex confident. It is a topic that is always open to discussion, it is not taboo and shameful like it is in many Western countries. Many many women have lingerie photoshoots for fun, for themselves – to feel confident and celebrate their body. It is not seen as prostitution or degradation – it is seen as strength and confidence.” Here in America, we don’t treat it that way.
Thanks in large part to Hope Solo squealing about it, we have confirmation that stuff happens at the Olympic Village. When you get hundreds of young people at the peak of their physical prowess into an enclosed space, many of them away from their families and trainers for the first time, they get it on. And on. And on. The standard order for condoms laying around at the games is 100, 000. That’s 15 a piece for each competitor.
Quote Hope: “Unlike at a bar, it’s not awkward to strike up a conversation because you have something in common. It starts with, ‘What sport do you play?’ All of a sudden, you’re fist-bumping. I probably shouldn’t tell you this…” Uh oh.
“.. but we met a bunch of celebrities. Vince Vaughn partied with us. Steve Byrne, the comedian. And at some point we decided to take the party back to the village, so we started talking to the security guards, showed off our gold medals, got their attention and snuck our group through without credentials — which is absolutely unheard of. I may have snuck a celebrity back to my room without anybody knowing, and snuck him back out. But that’s my Olympic secret. When we were done partying, we got out of our nice dresses, got back into our stadium coats and, at 7 a.m. with no sleep, went on the Today show drunk. Needless to say, we looked like hell.”
This is surely not a new phenomenon. But this time around, technology has made a difference. Something called Tinder is helping to light a fire, starting with a lit match tweet from Rebecca Possum Torr reading “‘It seems so far that not many Olympians use tinder…. Just wanna match with the Jamaican bobsled team.” Tinder is a dating service that is about as boiled down to the shallowest level possible. One person sees the photo of another person, they send their own photo to that person, then if approval is won, they hook up. By the next day, Tinder was everywhere.
New York sex expert Dr. Judy Kuriansky: “It’s like making the ingredients of a huge stew — a stew of sexual ingredients. There is stress, which causes tension, and anxiety and energy, and a massive outpouring of chemicals in the body — adrenaline and endorphins. It’s a powerful concoction of chemicals. Everyone knows the runner’s high, Olympian athletes certainly have it — it’s orgasmic.Winners or losers, on top of the world or devastated, it tends to make you grab the moment — carpe diem. This is your moment.”
She added that, caught up in the moment, they don’t “think about their conscience.” Get at it, Possum!