Kissing 2.0
hick·ey
n. Informal pl. hick·eys
1. A device or contrivance; a gadget.
2. a. A reddish mark on the skin caused by amorous kissing, biting, or sucking.
b. A pimple.
3. A pipe-bending apparatus.
4. A threaded electrical fitting used to connect a fixture to an outlet box.
Where have all the hickeys gone? You remember, the "love bite". Those were practically de rigeur back when you used to suck face for hours. My friend * is sporting one right now on the side of her neck that made us both double over in laughter! (I have never heard of the word being used for anything other than 2a.)
The hickey is emblematic of "enthusiasm unleashed, consequences be damned" fervour of youth. So, how come it doesn't happen with the same frequency these days? Improved application of an extant technology, perhaps? Heh heh heh...
Remember when you used to try and cover it over with concealer only to draw more attention to it by making it a giant orange smudge on your neck? Now a mere mention of the word seems like such a throwback to times less remembered or remembered from Happy Days and its spin-off shows.
Yep, those were the good ol' days.
* yes, really.
posted by Oblivia @ 4:53 PM
10 Comments:
Hi abigtoe, thanks for coming out to play!
Your anecdote really lends credence to my "enthusiasm unleashed, consequences be damned" description. Yikes. I hope you healed ok!
I once got a *huge* one (not last one) just before my debut as "Rizzo" from Grease in the school musical. Luckily, I was playing a slut.
Ha ha ha!
slavery mark.
cattle sign.
dog pissing on a fence.
How to say to someone, you are my Property, my Thing.
Brrrr.... awful thing.
(impression personnelle qui n'engage que moi)
Oh cow - its not permanent and usually not intentional! And something that properly belongs to adolescence when being wanted seemed to be almost a "gift" in itself.
I think there is a very weak relationship between sexual competance and the hickey...my friend * agrees.
sometimes it just depends on how easily your blood vessels are dilated / sit close to the skin. Like those people at bruise if you sneeze in their direction.
I personally bruise when poked with a feather duster.
And I say to those people, bring it on.
um, signed,
-aj
um....EW...HICKEYS?
Man, get that vacuum-mouth AWAY from my soft white neck.
What is that supposed to turn me ON?
*slobber, slobber*
akin to the drooley-kiss.
-nika.
I bruise worse than old fruit.
I never realised there was such anti-hickey sentiment out there. I knew about the "no teeth" thing though.
nika -- i second that on both counts.
I think it's up there with proper table manners. Maybe we just have to bring these things into the public school curriculum, for the good of everyone.
makeout 101 -- better like your lab partner.
-aj
Now THAT is what I call progressive education....heh heh...
I don't think I ever had much of an opinion either way, but when my brother continuely started showing up for work with those "scag tags" on his neck, from his newly wed girlfriend of 2-years, It was clear to me how adolescant it was. Brandishing them with honor, i felt humilation for him. You'de have to know the guy, but there was no passion in those marks, just novelty.
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