Gretchen Mol: Lingerie On Mars?

The lovely Gretchen Mol may be far more known for her film work, most notably in The Notorious Bettie Page playing the pinup legend.




She's doing her first TV series returning tonight on the U.S. network ABC - no, not LOST. Not that we haven't covered that and one Ms. Lilly before, but after LOST, stick around for the American version of the semi-guilty pleasure that is Life On Mars. Imagine you're a NYC Police detective in 2008. You're trying to save your detective girlfriend from a serial killer. You're hit by a car. You wake up, and it's 1973. No cellphones. No computers. (No Blogs, YouTube, Twitter, Skype or G4!) No microwave ovens. No such thing as Political Correctness. You have a cool muscle car, and one of the first things you see are the World Trade Center Towers still standing, brand new. Jason O'Mara plays Detective Sam Tyler - welcome to his new world. Someone else he sees is the only co-worker he confides in, 'Police Woman' Annie Norris. Ms. Mol is far from her Page persona, and more often is buttoned up - and '1970's-ized' as is everyone else in the cast - that's lead O'Mara on the right. Hey, at least it's the pre-Disco 1970's..



As if all that weren't enough, the Precinct's Captain, Gene Hunt, is played by the under-rated and rarely-on-TV-except-in-cool-movies-from-the-real-1970's -and other decades- Harvey Keitel, and The Sopranos' Michael Imperioli sports a 70's mustache that must be seen to be believed. Having seen pictures of my Dad and his friends from that era, I can tell you it's not(!) too wild to be accurate. If you've enjoyed reruns of 1970's cult detective shows like I have - mainly for the cheese factor - or lived through them like my Dad, enjoy Life On Mars for that and the added element of looking at it with a grit filter from 2009.



So, let's review the reasons for this post: To get more people to watch the damn show already so ABC leaves it on. And as a damn good excuse to post the above pictures of Gretchen Mol in lingerie.

Why Lingerie and Underwear?

I couldn't possibly say it as well as the author does in this abridged Forward; some lines my emphesis:

from:
Ultimate Undies: Erotic Stories about Underwear and Lingerie (The Fetish Chest)
Paperback)
by Rachel Kramer Bussel (Editor), and Christopher Pierce (Editor)

What Lies Beneath,
byRachel Kramer Bussel

When it comes to underwear, I just can’t get enough. I have so many bras and panties to fill several drawers, and am always on the prowl for more. There’s just something so alluring about clothes you put on by yourself, that nobody else will see unless you choose to share your private treasures with them. Underwear and lingerie cling to our most private parts, and can be our naughty little secret under a business suit, or a bold statement when worn provocatively. They can taunt, tease, stroke and caress. Sometime a glimpse is all you need to reel you in, to make you want to feel what’s happening right below the surface of those boxers or that camisole.



Our underwear goes places no other item can reach, curving, bending, moistening, as we do. It feels our arousal before anyone else, knows precisely when we start to get wet or our cocks swell. Our underwear is a barometer for our lust, enhancing our pleasure by teasing us with its presence. For some, it’s a cornucopia of underwear that we love, diving into a pile of soft, sensuous materials. For others, we have one specific passion, one kind of frilly plaything that always turns our heads and we, or our lovers, must wear that item before we can get off. The fabulous Panties: A brief history by Sarah Tomczak and Rachel Pask gives a history of the rise and breadth of these playthings.

Underwear can be a private luxury for you to treasure alone, or something that you let peep out from your jeans or shirt, luring the viewer in, making them picture you naked . . . almost. A puckered nipple pressing against the sheerest of fabric, or a stiff cock barely contained by the fabric trapping it.

The authors in this volume understand that what goes on inside our underwear is something to be valued. Stroking a hard dick or a wet pussy through someone’s underwear is a tease-you’re so near, yet so far. You can pinch and stroke, fondle and jiggle, offering the promise of fingers slipping beneath a fold but still holding out. Our underwear moves with us, and is usually the last thing we remove before getting totally naked-if we even do at all. Characters like those in Lynne Jamneck’s “Never Take It Off” understand the allure of keeping our undies on, even during sex.



These characters use their underwear to tease their lovers, and sometimes to surprise them.
These men and women know that underwear can be our signature style, our trademark, the thing that our lovers will remember us by all those years later. The last item we take off before bed (sometimes) and the first we put on to get dressed. There are so many kinds of underwear-boxers, briefs, crotchless panties, thongs, and add in lingerie you’ve got even more to choose from. So many of us rip our underwear off in the heat of the moment without taking the time to appreciate just how many secrets your underwear has heard, how much panting, writhing, and just plain lusting it’s seen.
For me, underwear simply says sex. I have friends who walk around every day without panties, whereas for me, I’d feel simply naked, and not in a good way.

Wearing my little secret close to me all day, knowing that someone special may get the chance to run their fingers up, up, all the glorious way up to press them against my panties, to ask permission to go inside, or to simply press them against my sex until I can’t stand it anymore, is one of the most divine rituals I know of. Sometimes my whole day’s mood is set based on what bra I’m wearing. We try to decode our lovers’ personalities by the undies they were, and sometimes we’re right. Getting there, where you’re almost naked, where your desire can be seen through the most intimate of apparel, is a journey worth taking.


The author's website