NOTE: Some photos in the slideshow may not be age-appropriate. So mature viewers only? (I made sure to only include the ones that aren’t so..out there–so the photos are pretty tamed…I think).
As a psychology graduate, one of my main interests is human sexuality. Why?
Cause it’s interesting. D-uh.
My sister and I didn’t include Amsterdam to our plans so… well, if there was a red light district near me, why pass up the chance? Sadly, I didn’t go to any strip bars/clubs cause I like to delude my self that I am a self-respecting lady. Hahahaha.
Anyway, we really just went to the Montmarte area to see Musee de Erotisme near the Moulin Rouge. We got a bit lost because our travel book indicated an address that was wrong. We ended up at a pizzeria instead. I asked a young Parisian man who seemed friendly enough and I showed him the page of my travel book…sad to say he was shocked and even did a gasp and he just said that he didn’t know and he surreptitiously backed away from me and did a nervous giggle and walked away while looking at me and shaking his head. TRUE STORY.
I wasn’t sure if I had my pervert face on… My face could have offended him. Or maybe he suspected that I had certain intentions and what-nots.
But since we really didn’t know where it was, we decided to ask the pizzeria man who kindly pointed the building to us while raising an eyebrow. After a quick walk, we were finally able to find it. It was in the same side as the Moulin Rouge, past the souvenir shop with the bulky French man who looked Russian really, and past a strip club brothel thing and a sex shop.
The museum was fun! Lots of penises and vaginas on display. There were several floors featuring either several artists or themes. I liked watching the really old porn cartoons. Funny. Haha. I also liked the bedazzled/bejeweled sex tableaus and the cute animals mating tableau. I actually found the sculptures of a demon demonizing some nuns quite interesting. And also the priest sculptures doing their thaaang. You know, that thing in the
love shacks confession booths. Okay, devout catholics, don’t burn me or anything. I do have a reason why I find the “heretical” things interesting… That’s because I’m from a country with a history of people who were forced to convert to Catholics (“Die or be Catholic b%^&h!” was probably the mantra of the Spanish friars and soldiers 500 or so years ago, haha) and where priests spread (quite literally) their “love” (juice) everywhere with (in) the Filipino women. So seeing those sculpture were concretizing a reality that Filipino women before experienced.
ANYWAY. Some paintings though were a bit too grotesque for me (the top floor), which says a lot because I’m the kind of person who can eat while watching or talking about gross things (message me for an anectode or proof, hahaha), and also laugh during horror and gore movies…
I liked the museum cause there were brief but concise descriptions of most of the stuffs displayed. It was so interesting how sexuality was so tied up to the many facets of everyday living.
I think the sexual culture of a country or people is indicative (insert statistical data here) of many other things pertaining to the people’s social and personal dispositions. Plus, there’s nothing really wrong with appreciating human sexuality. There are just too many people putting malice and perversion into the whole thing that it becomes somewhat of a taboo in many countries…like in the Philippines. Geesh, I can’t even keep count of how many times people have called me a pervert or maniac just because I like discussing things like paraphilias and stuff (How can you not be interested in that? It’s so interesting). Anyway, this is definitely a must-see for curious people. I’m not sure if I want to go to any strip clubs although I am quite curious. But for sure, one thing I like about French people or Parisians is that they do their thing with not much pretense or the pressure to please others. In a way, there’s this genuine honesty (redundant?) behind how they are.