Arse-clapping. Apparently this is a skill much admired. A sort of twerk that makes yer bum cheeks slap together and er... clap. Have I been living under a rock? MN is a veritable hive of information.
It was a thread about expectations of arse size for women. And aspiring to be able to clap ones butt cheeks. I thought it made a change from expectations of hairlessness. Now not only are the yoof expected to be hairless, but also be able to control both the size and movement of one’s derrière in order to achieve auditory acclaim. I was mildly curious as to whether this knowledge had reached any other women interested in women-centred fads. I was trying to picture Brian from Hull feeling the pressure to perfect his butt clapping. Or even Steve from Solihull.
Omg! Now I have to google. Although I am slightly weirded out by there being an actual article that listed ‘reasons I am proud of my arse’ in and of itself. And yes, Agnes. I am equally both ‘stop the world I want to get off’ and ‘eh? How?’ It’s like that ridiculous can you lick your elbow thing. You don’t really want to try but the thought does go there. (I’m 50. I know without trying that I can neither lick my elbow nor clap my butt cheeks) Where has this come from? I have visions of those weird mating displays from the bird world. The ostentatious of feather, stamping and making odd caws. Not usually any clapping involved.
Oh. Yes apparently it is supposed to be a good thing. I think only if the resulting clap is caused by horizontal movement rather than vertical... (sadly the butt/ thigh slap is less aspirational, albeit <peers downward> much easier to achieve). I’m only hanging around to see what on earth wings has found.. (that mn won’t let her post)
Yes I knew this. Tis often referenced in songs featuring the likes of Jason Derulo and Nicki Minaj. I had to google it because I didn't know what they meant by "can you make it clap for me". I definitely cannot.
I’m loathe to google arse piercings but I’ll do it to save anyone else. Wonder if the news would be keen to show this social distancing orchestra. Any suggestions for the first piece-Wind beneath my wings for a modern piece but what about a classic? Air on the G string?
Desultory participation in Joe Wicks has proved that, like a pp, my belly can clap on my thighs, but the only clapping my arse is doing is when it collapses onto the leather sofa.
Now not only are the yoof expected to be hairless, but also be able to control both the size and movement of one’s derrière in order to achieve auditory acclaim.