(Girls Gond Wild's) success doesn't surprise me much. For the past year, I have been working on a book for the Free Press about how all the things that feminism once reviled—Playboy, strippers, wet T-shirt contests—are currently being embraced by young women as supposed symbols of personal empowerment and sexual liberation. To most of the girls I've met (at CardioStripTease classes in Los Angeles, at CAKE parties in Manhattan, at shopping malls outside of Chicago), bawdy and liberated are synonymous. Girls Gone Wild is only an extreme example of what's happening in our culture all the time in more subtle ways. Think about the popularity of Britney and Christina and their porn-y aesthetic (and poor Janet's desperate halftime attempt to catch up).
My brother worships the ground Christina walks on. I think she should probably wash her hair more often.