It only took seven hours to take the perfect photo of Bronte in a wet t-shirt emblazoned with the word "Jamaica." But it wasn't just this one shot that made everyone talk, she was also featured in a commercial for the island destination that shows her in the same shirt, likely taken at the same photo shoot. The entire process was a whirlwind for Bronte. In 2015, while speaking with her niece about the shoot she explained that becoming the focal point of Jamaica's tourism board wasn't what she expected:
The photo made its way onto posters around the world, enticing tourists to pack their bags and plan a trip to the Caribbean. The image is incredibly arresting, not just because there's a hot woman in a wet t-shirt, but Bronte has a fascinating look that's impossible to ignore. As if she weren't enough, there's an erotic quality to the colors of the image, almost as if it was pulled from a late night movie on Cinemax.
A wet T-shirt contest is a competition involving exhibitionism, typically featuring young women contestants at a nightclub, bar, or resort. Wet T-shirt contestants generally wear thin white or light-colored T-shirts without bras, bikini tops, or other garments beneath. Water (often ice water) is then sprayed or poured onto the participants' chests, causing their T-shirts to turn translucent and cling to their breasts. The comparatively rarer male equivalent is the wet boxer contest, sometimes held at gay bars.[1][2][3]
Contestants may take turns dancing or posing before the audience, with the outcome decided either by crowd reaction or by judges' vote. In racier contests, participants may tear or crop their T-shirts to expose their midriffs, cleavage, or the undersides of their breasts. Depending on local laws, participants may be allowed to remove their T-shirts or strip completely naked during their performance.
In the United States, skiing filmmaker Dick Barrymore claims in his memoir Breaking Even to have held the first wet T-shirt contest at Sun Valley, Idaho's Boiler Room Bar in January 1971, as part of a promotion for K2 skis.[4] The contest was promoted as a simple "T-shirt contest" in which airline stewardesses would dance to music wearing K2 promotional T-shirts. However, the first contestant to appear was a professional stripper who danced topless and the amateur contestants responded by drenching their T-shirts before competing. Barrymore held a second "K2 Wet T-Shirt Contest" in the Rusty Nail at Stowe Mountain Resort, Vermont in order to film it, despite the fact that Stowe City Council had passed a resolution banning nudity at the event.[5] He held another promotional contest for K2 on 10 March 1971 at Aspen, Colorado's The Red Onion restaurant and bar,[4][6] and the contests were featured in a pictorial in the March 1972 issue of Playboy.[7]
The first known mention of the term Wet T-shirt contest in the press occurred in 1975 in The Palm Beach Post, describing the contest's appearance at New Orleans discotheques. The contest subsequently became established at spring break events in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, with some bar owners being fined under public indecency laws for holding one.[8][9] Despite a lack of clarity as to their legal status, contests began to take place elsewhere in the United States. A contest in a Milwaukee tavern in 1976 was subject to a police raid, despite contestants wearing Scotch Tape under their T-shirts as required by the police.[10]
Jacqueline Bisset's appearance in the 1977 film The Deep, where she swam underwater wearing only a T-shirt for a top, helped to bring the wet T-shirt contest to broader public awareness.[11] On Frank Zappa's 1979 album Joe's Garage the track "Fembot in a Wet T-Shirt" tells of Mary from Canoga Park who takes part in a wet T-shirt contest in order to raise money to return home after being abandoned by a rock group in Miami.[12]
The Spanish festival of La Tomatina, a large public tomato fight where participants become soaked with juice from tomatoes, has been suggested as another possible origin of the wet T-shirt contest, although La Tomatina began in 1945.[11][9]
In 1983, the King & Spalding law firm in Atlanta asked women summer interns attending that firm's annual picnic to participate in a wet T-shirt contest. The proposed contest was replaced with a swimsuit competition and the winner was promised a permanent job on graduation.[14] Some participants said they felt humiliated but did not protest because they were candidates for jobs with the firm. The Wall Street Journal included details of the event in a front-page article on sex discrimination in large law firms.[15] The fact that a wet T-shirt contest was proposed led to the case being used to demonstrate institutional sexism in law firms.[16]
In 1998, teenagers from Portland, Oregon, celebrating the completion of high school held a wet T-shirt contest on a Boeing 727 en route to a Mexican resort, with a flight attendant encouraging the activity. An FAA investigation followed, as pilots supposedly judged the contest on the flight deck, disregarding rules that passengers are not allowed in the cockpit. A video showed contestants emerging from the cockpit wearing wet T-shirts. The FAA disciplined the pilots for sexual misconduct.[17]
In 2002, the parents of teenager Monica Pippin brought a federal lawsuit against Playboy Entertainment, Anheuser-Busch, Deslin Hotels, Best Buy, and other companies relating to her appearance the previous year in a Daytona Beach wet T-shirt contest, at which time she had been a 16-year-old high school student. Pippin had danced topless during the contest and had allowed men to pour jugs of water over her bare breasts. After footage of her performance began to appear in videos and on cable television, a neighbor alerted Pippin's parents, who retained a lawyer. Although Pippin admitted in court that she had lied to contest organizers about her age, her attorney claimed that, as a minor, she was unable to give informed consent to perform or be filmed topless. Pippin settled with Anheuser-Busch and Playboy in April 2006.[18][19]
The club was having preliminary rounds each night Monday through Friday, with the nightly winners coming back on Saturday to compete for $500. Kelly and I went Monday night to check it out. There were five girls entered. All were wearing blue jeans and the provided T-shirts. They brought them on stage one by one, had them stand in a kiddie pool, poured a couple of pitchers of water down their chests, they stepped out and danced around for a minute or so, then they brought out the next one.
The first girl was pretty generic. Medium boobs that sagged a little. And she was an awkward dancer. The next girl was darker skinned, probably from central America. Her boobs were about a B cup but her nipples looked black through the T-shirt. She got some attention and folks were clapping and cheering her on as she danced and shimmied her boobs at the crowd.
I felt a presence. Another couple had bumped into Kelly as they tried to find their way in the dark. The guy felt her back and could tell she was being fucked. He reached under her shirt and started kneading her boobs and rolling her nipples. His girlfriend had her hand on my chest and then took my left hand and moved it into her jeans. She shifted next to me so I could rub her clit. She was shaved.
Then they introduced Kelly, sorry, that night she was 'Chrissy'. She was wearing a pair of Lucite platform heels with about a five-inch heel. They made her legs look amazing! You could see her legs because she was wearing a denim mini-skirt. The crowd was cheering loudly for the legs. She stepped into the pool. The emcee stood behind her and poured one pitcher of water over one shoulder and then another over the other. Kelly reached up and pinched and tweaked her nipples as the shirt became soaked. She stepped out and shimmed around shaking her huge tits from side to side and up and down. She reached under them and hoisted them up clearly showing the massive size and weight of them. Then she squatted down while pinching her nipples and you could see her white panties.
At that point, six of the girls had taken off their shirts and two girls were out of their jeans and panties. Kelly was hip-bumping dancing with the girl next to her, when her back was to the crowd she tugged her panties down off of her butt cheeks and then reached around with one hand and spread her cheek open a little and ran her finger up and down her ass crack. The guys loved it! Once she turned back around she tugged the panties up high around her waist and made a huge camel toe.
Kelly had told Tricia and me that it would be sometime after the contest before she would see us. She had to have some pictures taken, get dried off and dressed. All the girls were given new shirts to take with them.
Kelly ended up being the last girl in the room. She was dressed and had waited her turn for the emcee to take a couple of pics. She was doing some great poses and had pinched her nipples so they really stood out under the shirt. The emcee started talking to her. He said he felt kind of bad that she came in third but he was pressured by the owners to make sure the pros won each night because they needed a huge crowd for Saturday night. The pro that was supposed to win last night was a no-show so he needed both girls from tonight.
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