First of all, a travel tip: In Grenoble, most museums are free every first Sunday of the month.
A few of us took advantage of the fact this past Sunday to visit the Musée de Dauphinois, found halfway up to the Bastille. Usually, this is just an archaeology museum that contains an underground tomb filled with old skeletons from the past, which is still pretty cool if you ask me. However, there’s also another side to it, filled with temporary exhibits… like a lingerie-through-the-years exhibit. Or a “History of the Alps” exhibit.
Guess which one we went to?
Obviously, the history of feminine lingerie. Side note: why don’t they have a history of masculine lingerie? I’m sure the changes would be equally interesting… albeit grosser.
It all started innocently enough… starting from the prudish, parachute underwear from the early years. And it continued in that fashion until we reached what seemed like the sexual underwear revolution. Many exhibits have interactive and multiple-media sections, usually a film or a documentary where you can park your tired ass and pretend to continue learning.
So, spotting a familiar, comforting cushion, I parked my ass down. And then realized that I was essentially watching porn disguised as a documentary. Now, obviously, my American prudishness was offended, but my curiosity was peaked. So I put on the headphones and watched the 7:30 documentary in its entirety. Maybe :30 of it did not feature nude, spread women—all in the name of art and advertisement, of course. I was very aware that while I watched, many old men (who also chose to visit this exhibit on the free day), flitted around me, anxious for a turn at the artistic porn.
That’s when the exhibit started to get bizarre. But I won’t spoil the whole thing for you! If you’re in the area, you should probably check this out—and the tombs on the opposite side.
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