The Wet T-Shirt Contest

Oh, Boy! This is a good one!

Dear E Jean:

I'm a 48-year old woman.

I’ve been happily married for 22 years. I’ve also been best friends with my old college roommate for over 26 years and our husbands have become close friends as well. Two weeks ago her husband was helping my husband pack up our house as we’re moving across town, and during the packing they found a bunch of old video tapes in a box in our attic. Nobody knew what was on them.

So now that we’re moved, I’ve been busy putting stuff away, and I came upon the tapes again! Knowing the guys are curious and planning to watch them—and wanting to find out what’s on them myself, I started browsing through the tapes and to my shock one video is of my best friend and I during a wet t-shirt contest on our college spring break!

We actually take our t-shirts OFF!

And the bottoms!

We get totally nude! The video shows us playfully smacking each other’s bare bottoms during part of the contest. I called my friend and she thinks it will be super funny to let them stumble across the tape of us during our upcoming video night. Neither of us mind the other’s husband seeing our bodies and we don’t think our husbands would mind either.

However, I'm a little worried about my husband. He married me thinking I was a professional, career-minded woman. Maybe I’m over-thinking this, but do you think that his seeing me dancing around naked will diminish his respect for me? Or should we go ahead, let the husbands watch, and all of us have a good laugh? Wouldn’t it be smarter to destroy the tape without him knowing?

—Wild Woman in a Business Suit

Wild, My Young Mustang!

Did you say……..”destroy the tape?” Pardon me, Ms. Wild. Did you actually write the words “destroy the tape,” and email those unsightly words to E. Jean Carroll, a woman who, at 19, starred in a “bikini dance contest,” and would now pay $1899 to get a hold of that video???

Destroy the Tape????????????

Come on! Would you write to me inquiring if you should mutilate the Magna Carta? Would you ping me asking if you should maim the Mona Lisa? Girl. Please.

What you’re going to do is this: