Contrasts are enjoyable. A girl wearing a mackintosh and waders is all the lovelier if she is sitting on the sea front alongside others who wear bikinis and cotton dresses. Going to an agricultural show by bike may mean she arrives among other young beauties clad in black leather. So we enjoy the sight of her, strapped for the afternoon into that encasing scented, creaking suit and boots, when her friends roll up their sweater sleeves and lie about on the grass in faded jeans and sandals. Continue reading “Contrasts”
Attraction
During the last two years I and sure that there has been a substantial increase in those who are fascinated by rubber. Continue reading “Attraction”
Lady In Rubber
I am most interested in the picture you sent me of a tall, slender, shapely model completely and tightly clad in rubber, including a beautiful, form-fitting, tight rubber helmet, about which I would like to comment. Continue reading “Lady In Rubber”
Wakened (A Short Story)
It is 06.45 on a Saturday morning and she turns to you and asks if you are awake? Continue reading “Wakened (A Short Story)”
Sexy Robot
I used to work as a stewardess, flying from San Francisco and New York to London. I’m not remarkable physically – attractive, neat, but rather shy. I have always been interested in the theatre, in costumes and masks. I’ve read and seen enough that I have been aware of the restraint idea, but I’d never tried it. My ideas would run to corsets, boots, belts and so forth. Continue reading “Sexy Robot”
Capes and Loose Rubber
It is quite obvious from readers’ letters that the true rubber wearer’s wardrobe follows a set list of essentials: a tight fitting cat-suit, a rubber hood or helmet. and wrist-length or elbow-length rubber gloves. Continue reading “Capes and Loose Rubber”
Photo Album
The powerful bliss of wearing black mackintosh is hard to describe. Being encased in rubber mac and boots, hooded and masked in the same shiny Wigan, cuts me off from the cares of the world. My goggles allow me to see but the hood prevents me taking refreshment. The only sounds I hear properly are the rustles of rubber as my sou’wester rubs against my riding mac collar. I am warm, soon I shall be hot. In everyday dullness we dress to keep warm or cool, leaving off our overcoats in summer and putting on casual shirts and jeans. I dress in the same rubber clothing all the time. I may not choose. The rapid response of rubber to the surrounding temperature will take me with it. It will heat in the sun and cool in the shade and I am powerless to resists. Continue reading “Photo Album”
Sensation & Satisfaction
A great many correspondents such as Jay (Atomage 9, Page 21) have graphically described the sensations and satisfactions of dressing up and wearing our disguises for long periods. Most enjoyable reading and encouraging to find one shares a common interest among intelligent and coherent people capable, like Jay, of capturing the poetry and sense of occasion of our private pleasures. Continue reading “Sensation & Satisfaction”
Acceptance
My wife and I have just received No. 10 and are very pleased to see that you are continuously trying to introduce new ideas about the modern way of dressing with materials which are well-known to everyone, but used in a rather exciting fashion. Continue reading “Acceptance”
Rain Lover
I have been a rubber lover for over 30 years, a leather addict for twelve years and became a convert to vinyl recently when I bought a super-soft, smooth and completely odourless suit (jacket and trousers) in Germany. Atomage is, therefore, ideal reading for me and I have read and re-read Nos. 1-10 many times. Continue reading “Rain Lover”