aldo-vallon - November 24, 2018
It takes a whole hell of a lot of confidence to be able to walk the red carpet while your nips are as shaded as the confession booth in a church. I know my first question to a friend before leaving the apartment is if they can see my dick through what I am wearing. If the answer is yes, then I immediately throw on a third layer of underwear. I don’t think the world is ready yet for that sight.
Although, I guess that would be more similar to a woman’s vulva being visible through her pants. Oddly enough, that is a more common sight than seeing nips in public. Cameltoe is such a common occurrence now that I find myself becoming desensitized to it, but for some reason it is the rarer happening on the red carpet.
I don’t know what is in the water in Los Angeles, but they are clearly dancing to the tune of a different song out there. In the battle of acceptable nudity I will choose to remain neutral, because I feel like I am going to be on the winning side either way.
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