SHOW US YOUR T * T S!
When the Mardi Gras revelers and the Spring Breakers
arrive in San Felipe, voyeurs young, middle-aged, and old will
be on watch for the annual tradition of females baring their
breasts on the playas of this “sleepy” fishing village.
Ever
since the movie Where The Boys Are over forty years
ago, college students have been beaking free during their spring
hiatus and making for sunny places --warm and far enough away
from supervision that they can cavort, get drunk and lose their
inhibitions. Little did they know that nearly fifty years before
them, during World War I, European students were enjoying this
same type of frivolity. American doughboys who were hunkered
in the trenches of France occasionally became goggle-eyed as
nymp-like maidens in flimsy attire frolicked in the area, teasing
them with lascivious movements and flirtatious looks. Much to
the chagrin of these American boys, many from farms and hinterlands,
some of these “maidens” were actually school aged
boys who decided to play a prank by cross-dressing. When the
deception was discovered the angry Yanks, in a chorus of voices,
shouted, “Show me you “t * t s!” They demanded
proof of the advertised goods.
Quite likely during reunions and conventions,
some of the legionnaires passed on the phrase to their grandsons
when they were gathered in such hedonistic spots as New Orleans.
Actually it was New Orleans that gave further impetus to the
bacchanalian ritual. One of Playboy’s honchos was there
during Mardi Gras when he noticed the practice going on. He
thought it would make a great picture spread for the magazine.
The following year, Playboy rented a French Quarter building
with a wrought iron balcony and staffed it with Playboy bunnies
who augmented, as it were, the practice. As a further incentive,
Playboy started giving out strings of plastic beads to any girl
who would flash her breasts. This caught on like wild fire.
Young men, lecherous old men and even boys would buy huge supplies
of beads to entice the girls.
What’s in store for San Felipe during Spring
Break? Only time will tell. Want to buy some beads?
by John Wozny