[SIZE="2"]Do you put your hands on your hips anymore? Men used to, but you don’t really see it much these days. Either that, or I’m not looking in the right places. I mean standing, both hands firmly attached to the hips. I would say placed rather than attached, but the former indicates effeminacy, while the latter reads masculine. Sorry, but I notice these subtleties of gesture all the time...
Nowadays you see men with their arms folded over their chest, legs apart (giving the “package” some room), exuding defensiveness or strength via body language. I know this because a young woman once educated me about this somewhat neglected form of human symbolism. What are you trying to tell me with your crossed arms? I’m a MAN? Just try to get by me? I enjoy beer? Hey, you tell me. I never cross my arms like this, mainly because I cross-dress! Get it? The other, similar, male gesture you see is the thumbs hooked into the pockets of the jeans (or belt loops if you’re more...rural), framing the belt buckle (how big is yours?) and/or package in a transparent display of male potency. I understand. You aren’t someone I can talk to about skirt lengths – have you ever met a fairy before? Gotcha...
When I went to art school, I engaged in displays of effeminacy at all times. Why? How? Well, if you stand at your easel, brush in hand, rendering the curvature of a breast, or the myriad features of a face, you usually place one hand on your hip for balance. You’re usually wearing an apron, too, and you’re surrounded by female students struggling with their own interpretations of the model. Everyone who hangs around, day in and day out, engaged in this artistic drudgery, will take on innocent gestures that look effeminate to the outside world simply by osmosis. You’re trying to keep from falling over, and effeminacy helps! I think you should embroider that saying and hang it on the wall! Your very being is in the balance...
Whenever I’m in the company of men, a rare event these days, I always cross my legs whilst standing, place one foot in front of the other, and put one hand on my hip, the other arm dangling at my side, or gesturing to enhance my speech. This tells the other "fellas," in a not too subtle manner, that I’m not one of them. Something is going on just below the surface, boys – can you guess what it is? Pardon me while I giggle...
Hands on hips may be more continental in origin, thus undesirable for American males. I can think of several examples in Art, such as Gainsborough’s “Blue Boy,” Donatello’s “David,” or Cezanne’s “Boy In A Red Waistcoat.” These boys are all approachable human beings, receptive to feelings, an intrinsically European characteristic, IMHO. Rembrandt did a self-portrait where he portrayed himself with both hands on his hips – a sensitive male, obviously, standing on a firm footing of hard-won experience, all obtained by the expression of deep human feeling...
My personal, more recent, hands-on-hips hero is Robert Plant, erstwhile vocalist of Led Zeppelin, depending on what the status of that group is at the moment. Anyway, there he was, in 1979, onstage at Knebworth, singing “Kashmir” to the gathered throng. It’s time for Jimmy Page’s guitar solo, so Mr. Plant withdraws to the rear, near the drum riser, hands on hips. He stands still, out of the spotlight, surrendering the stage to his male companion. I find this to be very moving, especially in these days of unnecessary rock choreography. Alas, this is a bygone era, and anything more continental, or emotional, or reserved in nature is frowned upon here in the land of pointless confrontation and excess...
With that in mind, I yield to my sisters. Do you think at all about body language, and what effeminacy you may or not be projecting to others? Where do you stand, or, more importantly, HOW do you stand? [/SIZE]