I rarely respond to cat callers so as not to egg them on but sometimes, if I'm in a mood, something will just spew out. Last week I walked by the construction site on my street (how cliche) and heard from two men, "Hey beautiful!", then, as I walked past them, "Don't you speak English?!" I responded quickly with, "I don't speak YOUR language!!!".
At the time I was pretty proud of myself for responding so succinctly and without vulgarities but I now wonder if those guys even got the point.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Classic Cat Call
This is a picture from 1998 of some guy who was cat calling me and my friend while we were trying to do a photo shoot on our front fire escape on East 2nd Street (btw B & C). He wouldn't leave us alone so I took this picture of him thinking he would be ashamed of himself and walk away. Instead he got very angry and started yelling at us. Alphabet City was still scary back then so we decided to take the shoot into our back courtyard.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Silverspoon
Here's one of my favorite classic cat calls (circa 2002):
Back in this era, I was constantly being compared to just about every blonde actress out there: Reese Witherspoon, Zoe Deschanel, Alicia Silverstone, Chloe Sevigny, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Cameron Diaz, and even the Olsen twins. Never mind that none of these actresses look alike, I did not think that any of them looked like me (save, Reese).
After exiting a subway station, I noticed a homeless man ogling me. I could see he was about to say something and I fully expected it to be a raunchy cat call, but slowly and loudly he called out, "Alicia SILVERspoon!"
I laughed out loud because it was sheer brilliance! I was just glad he didn't yell out "Zchloe Gellar Diaz"!
Back in this era, I was constantly being compared to just about every blonde actress out there: Reese Witherspoon, Zoe Deschanel, Alicia Silverstone, Chloe Sevigny, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Cameron Diaz, and even the Olsen twins. Never mind that none of these actresses look alike, I did not think that any of them looked like me (save, Reese).
After exiting a subway station, I noticed a homeless man ogling me. I could see he was about to say something and I fully expected it to be a raunchy cat call, but slowly and loudly he called out, "Alicia SILVERspoon!"
I laughed out loud because it was sheer brilliance! I was just glad he didn't yell out "Zchloe Gellar Diaz"!
Monday, March 17, 2008
A Picture is Worth a Thousand Cat Calls
One might think that classy events attract only classy people but, sadly, that is not the case. Recently, I was photographing a wine tasting event in Austin, TX. I was trying to cover an overall room shot to show how many people were attendance but I kept encountering this obstacle: a young man repeatedly made lewd remarks directly at me. Aside from the fact that this douchebag was being rude and offensive, he was ruining my shots! I had to keep reshooting it until he got bored and stopped!This experience reminded me of something that happened a couple weeks ago. I went to a photography opening in New York City where I expected to meet lots of fabulous, cultured people. I did, in fact, have a conversation about art with a nice woman until we were interrupted. Two German men came up to us and started talking to us in the middle of my sentence. He was clearly a little drunk and said, "What are you two lovely ladies talking about?" I responded, "We WERE talking about art." He vaguely apologized but then continued to interupt our conversation. We finally decided to go to the bar to get a drink in order to get away from them. I was clearly going to need a drink if I was going to enjoy this event.
After a whole series of older men hitting on me and various other woman (in only pathetic, not offensive ways) I accidentally walked by the two German men again. They called out, "hey there baby!", and as I walked quickly passed them, pretending to look at the photography they hollared, "see anything you like here!??? I got cat called in a "classy" photography reception! I thought about taking their picture for this blog but I couldn't risk any extra attention it might draw.
At the end of the reception I walked out with a fellow photographer who happened to be male. It didn't stop the same two men from yelling at me again after I walked out the door. They were sauced and standing outside right by the door harassing me and probably multiple other woman. UNREAL!
Please, if you have any cat call stories or photos of these ridiculous people, please submit them to this blog! Thanks!
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Beach Stroker
Its a bit blurry but that just saves me the trouble of having to blur out the naughty bits myself. You get the point though...
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Actions Speak Louder Than Words
I am finally on a much needed trip to Mexico this week. Its taking days to let go of the stress from work, the dreariness of New York City and the sadness of everyday life. Just planning a trip is stressful enough, from attaining a working ATM card, traveling with layovers and dealing with airlines when they destroy your brand new suitcase.
Yesterday, I finally started to let go of all that and just enjoy myself. I got away from all the people and just laid myself out on this gorgeous beach. There were still people there, mind you. Most of them were just at the designated hotel lounge chairs whereas I decided to lay out on a towel in the sand just off to the side from the hotel. I untied the back of my bikini top to avoid horrible tan lines - an innocent (yet perhaps vain) move on my part. Laying on my stomach I allowed my neck to go limp so I could lay my head down. It wasn't long before I drifted off into that state where you are dreaming but still concious of what's around you. I was having some beautiful dream about food, sunshine & loving, caring men (all the good things in life) when I suddenly felt a need to pick my head up.
There was nothing in particular to signal me except that maybe I realized I was feeling a little too relaxed. I looked up and saw that a young man who had previously been drinking a soda on one of the lounge chairs had moved over to the sand just enough so that he was in front of me about 10 feet away or so. His legs were bent and spread open so I noticed a little something peeking out of his shorts. I quickly looked away and pretended to write a text message on my phone because I figured he would be embarrassed that I saw. Then I remembered all the stories that my girlfriends have told me in the past about similar situations and I realized that this was probably not an accident. He proved me right when a moment later he reached for the stuff and starting getting himself off!
I couldn't bring myself to look again because I was so horrified and afraid that he would think I liked it. But I couldn't miss an opportunity like this so I continued pretending to text but what I really did was take a camera phone shot of him jerking off! I scared myself when I realized how loud the snapshot sound is on my Treo so I quickly tied my bikini top, threw my things together and ran off the beach to meet some friends having lunch by the hotel pool!
One score for team Non-Perv! I sort of felt like the pervert taking the picture but I felt that it needed to be done. I will be sure to upload it on this site in a few days because its too expensive for me to use my cell phone while out of the country. Don't worry - I think its too blurry to see anything too horrifying!
Make sure to check back to see it!
Yesterday, I finally started to let go of all that and just enjoy myself. I got away from all the people and just laid myself out on this gorgeous beach. There were still people there, mind you. Most of them were just at the designated hotel lounge chairs whereas I decided to lay out on a towel in the sand just off to the side from the hotel. I untied the back of my bikini top to avoid horrible tan lines - an innocent (yet perhaps vain) move on my part. Laying on my stomach I allowed my neck to go limp so I could lay my head down. It wasn't long before I drifted off into that state where you are dreaming but still concious of what's around you. I was having some beautiful dream about food, sunshine & loving, caring men (all the good things in life) when I suddenly felt a need to pick my head up.
There was nothing in particular to signal me except that maybe I realized I was feeling a little too relaxed. I looked up and saw that a young man who had previously been drinking a soda on one of the lounge chairs had moved over to the sand just enough so that he was in front of me about 10 feet away or so. His legs were bent and spread open so I noticed a little something peeking out of his shorts. I quickly looked away and pretended to write a text message on my phone because I figured he would be embarrassed that I saw. Then I remembered all the stories that my girlfriends have told me in the past about similar situations and I realized that this was probably not an accident. He proved me right when a moment later he reached for the stuff and starting getting himself off!
I couldn't bring myself to look again because I was so horrified and afraid that he would think I liked it. But I couldn't miss an opportunity like this so I continued pretending to text but what I really did was take a camera phone shot of him jerking off! I scared myself when I realized how loud the snapshot sound is on my Treo so I quickly tied my bikini top, threw my things together and ran off the beach to meet some friends having lunch by the hotel pool!
One score for team Non-Perv! I sort of felt like the pervert taking the picture but I felt that it needed to be done. I will be sure to upload it on this site in a few days because its too expensive for me to use my cell phone while out of the country. Don't worry - I think its too blurry to see anything too horrifying!
Make sure to check back to see it!
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