The famous WWII nurse Edith Shain captured on V-J Day in Einsentaedt's famous photo dies at 91.
There's nothing like your significant other sneaking a kiss when you least expect it. It's thoughtful, romantic. In 1945, Edith Shain, then a doctor's nurse, received one of the most surprising kisses in history when an American sailor took hold of her in Times Square to kiss her in celebration of the end of World War II. Shain died on June 20 in Los Angeles at the age of 91.
10 surprising facts about the everyday life of a professional dominatrix.
"I specialized in pretty hardcore scenes—what we called corporal scenes. Sort of the meaner scenes," she tells Lemondrop. "Which was interesting, because it didn't seem to fit with my personality. I didn't like those sessions at the beginning. You start by doing the 'sensual sessions' that look like flirty behavior... but that just started to feel uncomfortable—too close to reality. I worked hard not to engage my sexuality in the job. So there was something thrilling about acting out this mean, violent persona. It was so far from who I was or who I'd ever been."
Although we've only just met her, we believe her. It's hard to imagine this sweet-sounding professor ever trussing up a naked man like a turkey or, say, dunking his head underwater. But remember—those guys asked her to do it, they paid her for it, and all we have to say is, she worked hard for her money.
As if her book weren't revealing enough—and trust us, it is!—Febos agreed to share even more. In her own words, below are 10 Things You Don't Know About My Life As a Dominatrix:
Sometimes sexual harassment and great health care butt heads.
Evidently, many Dutch patients feel that some level of sexual gratification ought to be included in their hospital care, since sexual harassment seems to be gaining popularity with among some invalids. And who's to argue with that logic? Dutch nurses, that's who. The nurse's union, RU91, wants the government and the people of the Netherlands to know that patients should keep their hands and their propositions to themselves with their "I Draw The Line Here" campaign.
A new mother questions her breasts' dual functionality, as both sexual objects and food source.
This isn't another story about the current state of a mother's breasts, the kind that—if you've never had kids—makes you decide right there and then that you will not be nursing any future children. Solely because you can't imagine ever describing your own breasts as "saggy," "lifeless," or "uneven." This is, however, a story of ownership. From one relationship stage to the next, these breasts seem have fallen under someone's else's domain—except my own.
