And now...all that hard work is about to pay off. I bring you:
THE CLEAVAGE POST!!!!!!
So, without further ado, let us see how Sci Fi, Fantasy, and Mystery illustrators believe women in the fantastical past/ future or some campy, murderous Alternaverse might dress.
(Apologies in advance for poor picture quality. I keep forgetting how much better my Blackberry was at taking pics. The good pics here are from my friend's phone. Let's just say I blurred the rest out on purpose to protect your delicate sensibilities. I love when we lie to each other, don't you?)
1. The Semi Topless Potential Murder Victim
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All this combines into a cover that says, "Buy this lame mystery novel and we'll throw in a Free! Partial! Boob!"
No thanks, buddy. No. Thanks.
2. The Topless Queen
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Well, that and the totally phallic giant snake throne. And the erupting volcano. Methinks there is some Freudian imagery going on here.
On a side note, WHO is decorating this Atlantian/ Egyptian/ Aztec outdoor throne room?? A black and white checkered floor? It totally clashes with the pyramid, right? And don't even get me started on those tacky potted plants.
If she thinks going topless is going to distract us from this low-budget-dying-empire's- design-mess she is so wrong.
3. The Naked Maybe Murder Victim
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I do enjoy how BORED she looks.
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The detective, at least, seems determined to figure out whether she's bleeding or not, given the way he is blatantly staring at her chest. Dude, a little subtlety is always appreciated.
The possible best part of this cover? The GENIUS description that it's, "A bristling sex-hot hunt for a killer." WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?
4. The Topless Wizard (?)
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How great would it be if this book was about an undying female wizard who is immortal and thus walks around with her three-hundred-year-old yet perky boobs and her dumb yet super hot warrior slave? Yeah, I think I'd read that book.
And yes, if I was immortal and had magic and my boobs defied gravity, I'd probably walk around topless too.
5. The Topless, Semi Nude Horseback Riding Warrior
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I realize that this is the standard "warrior woman with no armor" outfit, but it never ceases to annoy and amuse.
I particularly love that the illustrator lavished all of his attention on the woman's boobs and body and ran out of room for the horse's LEGS. That is one funky looking horse, my friend.
Fail.
6.Topless Mostly Nude Warrior Concubine--REPEAT OFFENDER
Apparently Janet E. Morris, the author of this book, was the precursor to Jacqueline Carey's Kushiel's Dart Series--another woman with the power to destroy her enemies and bring men to their knees.
(Pause for extreme eye roll and optional yawn.)
As a warrior concubine, this woman goes around in what amounts to a metal thong and metal pasties (which I'm sure are SO comfortable).
The only explanation for this woman's anatomy is that the illustrator had never in fact SEEN a real woman naked prior to this job. He probably only watched porn, considering the size and miraculous floating ability of those giant fun bags.
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Exhibit A:
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Also, is "wind from the abyss" a euphemism? Because I want it to be a euphemism. No. I'm MAKING it one.
Exhibit B:
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The best part about this cover? The fact that it tells us this author has also written a book entitled High Couch of Silistra. She wrote a book with a pretentious title about a COUCH. It's just. It's too much. I feel I don't deserve such awesomeness in the world.
The worst part? Well, the fact that our warrior concubine has lost a significant amount of weight and is beginning to look like a malnourished stripper who ia hard up for cash.
In case you were wondering, I skimmed through this book to see if I could find any "good" parts. Alas, it's SO BORING. Every paragraph is overflowing with made up, impossible-to-pronounce words and awkward dialogue. Talk about a boner killer.
And that, Intrepid Reader, is my very last post from the used book store. I leave for Maine on Thursday and probably won't blog again until next week.
Can we still be friends?
[Read another boob blog post I wrote here]
Dear Jennifer,
ReplyDeleteYour wit astounds me... right unto the level hovering above worship. No, no it doesn't REALLY have a label, but if it did, well, more than likely it would at least be your namesake. I enjoy perusing your bloggery and will for sure be making a pitstop weekly...as long as there is at minimum one post to engage my smothered sarcasm. xoxo
-k
Dear K,
ReplyDeleteI shall consider this to be a handwritten note, which pleases me greatly. Don't be a stranger!
Yours in Sarcasm,
Jennifer
This is awesome. I'm following your blog based on this post alone (although I also loved the post about the idiot reviewer who thinks "going pulp" is the next world-ending insult).
ReplyDeleteWelcome, Angela! From the moment we met, I could tell you were a woman of discerning taste, ready wit, and a healthy interest in genre boobs.
ReplyDeleteAlso, there are more fun posts about the strange and funny books I discovered while working at a used book store in the archives, if you're so inclined. They're labeled under Otter Creek Used Books.
There is now chocolate milk all over my monitor.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the absolute BEST laugh I have had in like a week - this post practically drips with snark of a calibre and eloquence I could only dream of reaching. :D
Michelle
aka
Samuraiko
Thanks, Michelle. That's one of the best compliments I've ever received!!!
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