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A Somewhat Condensed Timeline of Aristasia.
Aristasia is sometimes very difficult to grasp, because there are many parts in motion, and it's been many different things, either at the same time or in different eras. In Aristasian lore, time and space are one. Western Aristasia butts up against our reality, and the further east you walk, the further back in time you go.
The sun rises in the East. The early-to-mid 1970s is where it began with a group of girls in their twenties who were deeply into the idea that the earth had an ancient, secret, matriarchal history and that God was a woman. Several different groups with this same belief got together to publish a magazine that explored these beliefs, writing as if they were part of an ancient and secret matriarchal society. There were scriptures, songs, holidays, and personal histories being presented in this magazine as an attempt to legitimize their belief.
The Ribbon Test Girls new to Aristasia sometimes seem to find difficulty in being sure whether they are blonde or brunette. The old question "do you see yourself as kissing or being kissed" is rather a good one, but I think we may have found one even more effective. It certainly seems to work with the girls in our District - that is, the ones who come to Aristasian activities in London.
You may be aware that it is our custom (at least when we remember) for blondes to wear pink ribbons on their wrists to distinguish them from brunettes, since in Telluria hair colour is not a secondary sexual characteristic.
Our newest brunette at school Margueritte said feelingly that she was very glad she didn't have to wear a pink ribbon. Rebecca has said something similar, and as for Diana, I imagine a pink ribbon would be one of the most effective punishments she could receive (though it might be considered cruel and unusual)! On the other hand most blondes rather like it and most brunettes seem to like it on blondes.
SO - when a new girl is uncertain of her sex. Perhaps one should ask her how she feels about wearing a pink ribbon. If she turns a peculiar shade and says, "Do I really have to?", she is a brunette. If she says "Oh that sounds rather nice," she is a blonde.
It is really as simple as that.
I think.
Source
You heard it here last, pettes, Aristasians might not even have vaginas. Combined with last post’s little Easter egg (pun intended) that most mammals in Aristasia Pura lay eggs, perhaps they have cloaca. It will forever be a mystery.
A shockingly frank take about Aristasia Pura anatomy from the intemorph also known as Miss Martindale.
She links to this post, which doesn’t really have any answers and can be summed up with “sex can mean gender, and platonic friendship is very important” with just a whole lot of words.
The question of close and intimate relationships in the “sex-centered” culture of late West Telluria is one that concerns us not so much fro
P.S. Aristasians often got outlanders questioning them about their opinions on gay rights or gay marriage, as if to try to catch them in some sort of gotcha moment, and I’m always a little surprised when the Aristasians don’t feign ignorance and pretend they don’t understand the meaning of “gay” and act like they only understand the olde fashioned definition of “happy”. Oh, how I would have loved to see just one say “Of course I support the right to be gay, every one deserves to be gay! Any marriage that isn’t gay is a marriage that was never meant to be! I hope every girl one day finds herself in a gay marriage!”. How cheeky! Any future/current Aristasians watching this, please feel free to steal this idea and use it as much as possible, because I think it’s very funny.
You see back home everyone talks about “Quirridips” which means mad, feckless Quirinelle people, and I was rather expecting to see lots of outlandish crazy people and Teddy-girls and such. It wasn’t a bit like that. In terms of decorum, it was more like Trintitiana with brighter colours. In terms of aesthetics it was quite exotic and raher a mixture. Those wide flared skirts gave it and almost Arcadian look (not that I have been to Arcadia) and the slim pencil skirts had an East-Novari sort of austerity and severity about them. No Teddy-girls at all. No rock-and-roll blaring from the airport speakers. In fact they played rather soupy renditions of the latest Trentish songs, that sounded rather less “hot” than the Trentish versions. Sigh. My Wild Quirrie Adventure was looking less wild by the mome. Source
Editress note: This is of interest because it mentions Teddy-girls! A short-lived Tellurian 1950's subculture that I had seen previously mentioned in the Aristasian archives and brushed away as being a bit too harsh of a style even for the roughest brunettes. I see someone was determined to get Aristasian Teddy-girls to stick!
BLONDE AND BRUNETTE The Aristasian Sexes
There are two sexes in this world, Alice Clarke Marshall, blonde and brunette. Brunettes are like me: dashing, adventurous, strong and all that sort of thing. Blondes are like you: beautiful, delicate, weak, nervous and simply adorable. Hair colour, in case you are confused about that point, has absolutely nothing to do with it.
-THE SERVING-GIRL
LEHNYA was young. As a matter of fact, she had never taken a blonde to the cinema before. She knew very little about blondes, except that they were a wholly different order of humanity; so frail, some said, that one might break their bones by holding them too roughly. Certainly frail of heart and delicate of limb; swept by unpredictable moods and tempestuous passions; beautiful, sensitive, thrilling, mysterious and utterly, utterly different from oneself.
-CHILDREN OF THE VOID
IN ARISTASIA there are no men. All the inhabitants are feminine. There are nevertheless two sexes in Aristasia: blondes and brunettes.
Aristasian brunettes are about as feminine as a normal human woman—that is to say, about twice as feminine as a human woman in the last quarter of the 20th century. Aristasian blondes, on the other hand, are ultra-feminine.
On the question of blondes and brunettes, it should be understood that, as with men and women, the two sexes are mentally, physically, emotionally and psychologically different. And, as with men and women, the differences are greater rather than less than they superficially appear to be. Brunettes are very much stronger physically than blondes (the difference is rather more marked than that between men and women). They are in many respects more practical and more "steady". The emotions of a blonde are a surging torrent, her perspective often quite unworldly.
To say, however, that brunettes are the "dominant sex" is a considerable oversimplification. Blondes are regarded with the highest respect, and are often considered to be the custodians of a higher wisdom. They are often Princesses and sovereign rulers of nations and principalities; they are often priestesses and philosophers (philosophy in Aristasia being far from a dry academic discipline). In the practical affairs of life they usually (but not always) take second place—but practicalities, utilitarian matters, work, money and material are not nearly so highly regarded in Aristasia as they have long been in your world. In many ways brunettes can be regarded as the more useful but less important sex. If this last statement is a shade unfair, it is certainly no less incorrect than the assumption that blondes are the "inferior sex"—it is probably on the side of blonde rather than brunette superiority that Aristasia is prone to err.
The splash page for Femmeworld, one of the first Aristasian sites in elektraspace. So perhaps from 1996 or so. You can view it archived here.
Perhaps I need to actually read Children of the Void sometime.