For American housewives in the 1930s, the vibrator looked like any other household appliance: a nonsexual new electric technology that could run on the same universal motor as their kitchen mixers and vacuum cleaners.
Before small motors became cheap to produce, manufacturers sold a single motor base with separate attachments for a range of household activities, from sanding wood to drying hair, or healing the body with electrical vibrations.
(The ‘Veedee’ vibratory massager claimed to cure colds, digestive complaints and flatulence through ‘curative vibration’. During the late 1800s, massage was considered effective for combating almost any affliction. These ranged from headaches to female ‘hysteria’.)
The Polar Club Electric Vibrator, 1928
In the 1970s radical feminists transformed the vibrator from a relic of bygone domesticity to a tool of female sexual liberation.
Passada a empolgação inicial pelo @ForbesUnder30, me sinto na obrigação de ser fofa e vir aqui agradecer a vocês por terem acrescentado - e acrescentarem diariamente - tanto na minha jornada. /1
Da mesma forma que quando comecei a "brincar de colorir fotos" em 2015 eu não podia imaginar o que me esperava pela frente, também não fazia ideia que 2020 traria tantas transformações - profissionais, mas principalmente pessoais.
A mais profunda delas veio no começo desse ano, quando resolvi tornar público o meu diagnóstico de autismo. Hesitei, pensei várias vezes, quis voltar atrás e desistir de falar. Que bom que eu não voltei.
I'm better at making jokes and posting dog pictures than at being emotional. But I do need to say how grateful I am to all of you for helping me get this far.
I keep doing what I’m doing because I really love it, and because I know that there are people all over the world willing to see what I have to offer, to listen to the stories I want to tell, and to spread the messages I want to share. And that means more than anything.
I couldn’t do even half of what I do and wouldn’t have achieved so much without @dgjones. More than supporting me since the beginning, he yells at me when needed, and is more important than he can imagine.
Thanks for being the best (and most annoying) partner in crime.
"When the bell tolls three times, it will announce that I have been killed. If I am killed by common men, you and your children will rule Russia for centuries to come; if I am killed by one of your stock, you and your family will be killed.."
Rasputin eventually entered the court of Czar Nicholas II because of his alleged healing abilities. Known for his prophetic powers, he became a favorite of Nicholas's wife, Alexandra Feodorovna.