Usually Herbert is the record-buyer of the family, but I couldn’t resist this junk shop find:
Released in 1963, How To Strip for Your Husband is a LP of tracks such as ‘Seduction of the Virgin Princess’ and ‘Lonely Little G-String’ performed by the Sonny Lester Orchestra.
But that’s not the best bit. Contained within is a little booklet of advice, purportedly written by ‘America’s Most Famous Strip-Teaser’, Ann Corio. In it, she calls the reader ‘honey’ a great deal and offers her advice on how to woo a disinterested husband.
I can’t do it justice by selecting excerpts, so I reproduce it in full here. Just remember, ladies: ‘the time it takes to roll down a silk stocking can be spell the difference between mink and mink-dyed muskrat!’
If I had a husband or a boyfriend but I don’t I have crossdresser friend I would love to strip tease for him and get nudie cutie for him
My brother recommended I would possibly like this website.
He was totally right. This put up actually made my day.
You can not imagine just how a lot time I had spent for this info!
Yes and my cousin was gay and had bought this album when I was 10years old and I got turned on when I read the instructions and saw picture on album cover of women going the sex dance
..I wonder if my gay cousin danced for men like me with this album. ..you think?
I am a transvestite and I used your record and advice when I striptease for my men’s!
I totally agree – my first thoughts were ‘fire hazard’!
This is excellent stuff! (her via KaveyF) I need to print this out and read it to the boys. Love it. Though if I draped a chiffon scarf over the lampshade, odds on it’d catch fire at That Moment.
Not even to ensure your makeup is still perfect for when he wakes up the next morning? ;-)
sadly, when I get up in the middle of the night (as I do…) it isn’t to turn off the hifi…
I’m wondering about having it tattooed across my shoulder blades, personally
Good lord Becs, if he knew about that he’d be rocking in the corner.
the clothes closet bit still confuses me; I rarely hang clothes up at the best of times – that being what the bedroom floor is for IMHO…..
but then, I am a not so closet slattern; with Andy away I’m using the kitchen table as a makeshift potting shed, without having to tidy up in between times!
That is utterly HYSTERICAL and UTTER GENIUS. I don’t know whether to laugh or take copious notes or both!