Word: wetness
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Pretending that the swimsuit issue is different from Playboy is dangerous. By masquerading as mainstream, as Maxim and Details do, it allows readers to duck issues of exploitation. Just because you have to look through wet bathing suits to see nipples doesn't mean you should escape all feelings of shame and secrecy. To see these images, you should have to walk to the back of the video store, through those western-style swinging doors that make you think of a brothel. You should have to sneak the merchandise home wrapped in something inconspicuous. That's why I'm throwing...
Bathrooms are contained in a large "wet" wall that extends through the house. This wall's surface, made of a composite of glass and resin, changes between transparency and opacity. Running parallel to it is a "digital" wall that can be used as a projection screen, conveying blown-up views of the occupants' everyday life. Should the residents of the house prefer more conventional privacy, digital messages could be projected on this wall, ranging from advertising slogans to exhibitions of the owners' video-art collection. Tired of sitting in the living room? Don't get up; just change the picture...
...Wet" Wall Made from translucent glass and synthetic materials, the wall symbolizes the liquid aspects of the house and encloses the bathrooms and kitchen...
...life of a ROTC student begins at 5:30 a.m. at least twice a week. On one dreary, wet Monday morning at 7, eight members of the Navy ROTC program climb on the shuttle that whisks them to MIT. The damp day is scheduled to start with a bang: a thermodynamics quiz. So as the bus rattles down the road, Raymond L. Andrews '03 frantically tries to cram half of the book into his brain while the other ROTC students are huddled in the back, trying to stay warm while quizzing each other on the first and second laws...
...greeted with the dilapidated remains of a washroom that was, at one time, fairly modern, but has long since fallen into disarray. The "No Smoking" sign has yellowed--perhaps due to cigarette smoke--and the supply of wet naps dried up ten people ago. Luckily, I'm male, and don't have to come into contact with the seat I'm standing over, and I indulge myself in what has to be done. I am, in the process, distracted by the warning label next to the smoke detector. "Tampering with the smoke detector," it reads, "is strictly prohibited." I take...