Now You See It? No, You Don’t: Notes on the Male Revue

This young fellow looks like he needs to practice the ol’ rip-swoosh.

By Alexa Day

I’m no stranger to the male revue. I’ve tucked my share of bills into my share of waistbands. My lap has been danced on. I’ve kept my hands to myself and … I haven’t. You know, depending on what’s allowed.

I’ve been around. It’s a privilege of being single at this age.

Sadly, I live in a place that has no male revue. This is a sexually repressed place that wants desperately not to appear sexually repressed, jus...