Since I started my little yoga dude project, I slowly but surely started seeing more men on the mat in my classes. It made me quite happy! It worked. But in the last few weeks I've felt the presence of male yogis drop again. Maybe it's just summer? Or perhaps it's because I haven't presented you with any awesome yoga dudes for awhile. The draught is over! I hereby bring you Martino! Martino Mostacci, 33 Café owner and musician Originally from Verona, Italy but now living in B
If I wasn't already deeply involved in yoga, and I only knew about this ancient self-help practice from Instagram I would be appalled. The IG yoga world is mostly repulsive and not very 'punk rock' or rebellious -- my aesthetics of choice. On IG instead we see hordes of bendy clones, twisting their, often half-naked slender bodies into acrobatic, and not rarely, erotic shapes. On beaches. In the glow of sunsets. Underneath fat palm tree. Captured by vaseline soft porn lenses.
You know how studies show that it's homophobes that get most aroused when made to watch gay porn? It's surely the same way with men who make fun of yoga dudes for wearing leggings, or who think 'yoga is for girls/sissies/bitches.' It's just got to be men who are uncomfortable in their own skin. With their sexuality. With their so called masculinity. And 'mainstream masculinity' -- the kind we still see in movies, in advertising, on the streets, could definitely use a make-ove
I can't begin to express how rewarding I'm finding it, talking to these amazingly smart yoga dudes. I really think the world would evolve into a better place if we could get more men to practice yoga and meditation. And to talk about their emotions. To have the courage to cry in front of another human being. I'm super-happy to introduce you to Javier, whom I've had the great pleasure of following throughout his yoga journey. When you see him practice, it's hard to believe it'
My month of offering a free yoga class to any human male who hasn't previously practiced with me is coming to an end. I've had a few dudes showing up for sure, but not as many as I had hoped for. In my talks with men who practice yoga, I'm starting to come to the conclusion, that the ones that feel comfortable in a room full of strong, badass women, are just more evolved specimens of the human male. You know how studies show that the biggest homophobes actually are most arous
There has been many times in my life when I wished that I was a dude. There has been even more times I wished that I was gay. That I would fall in love with women. Unfortunately I seem to be the most heterosexual person in the universe. I've had to be afraid of men my whole life. In high school I was afraid walking past certain male species in the corridors while wearing my goth getup and black lipstick. Would I catch nasty comments or not? Would I be called ugly witch whore
I had just turned twenty when I went to India the first time. I didn't go to practice yoga, hell, I barely knew what it was. I thought a yogi was a guy who could hold his breath under water for a long time, and sleep comfortably on a bed of nails. Turns out I wasn't entirely wrong, but not entirely right either. I went to India because I didn't have anything better to do at the time. I tagged along with a friend who had planned the trip for a year. But I also hoped to take ps