We come across the phrase “round heels” in vintage fiction all the time. It cracks us up because it’s so rude, so sexist, so steeped in patriarchal double-standard. All of you know what round heels means, right, or did we get ahead of ourselves? Well, if not, it means that a woman will so readily have sex with whoever she meets that she might as well have round heels so she can fall on her back at any moment. She’s a pushover.
Returning to that double standard thing, there’s actually been a bit of a shift in recent years. Nowadays a woman might call a guy who gets around a fuckboy, which is the only insult referring to male sluttiness that we’ve ever noticed actually getting under guys’ skins. Call him a manslut or a male hussy and he might laugh it off. Call him a fuckboy and he’ll actually get angry most of the time. Such are the vagaries of English that if you tack “fuck” onto a term it’s a whole new ballgame.
In any case, Lars Raymer’s cheapie sleazer Round Heels was published in 1964 by Playtime Books and the art is by the always memorable Robert Bonfils. It also has one of the best cover blurbs we’ve ever seen: “She was a pushover, the easiest lay in town. Ask her doctor… or better still, ask his wife.” That’s really funny. To us, anyway. As a side note, we’d like to add that sexually take-charge women are amazing. If not for you we’d still be playing Dungeons & Dragons on Friday nights. You make every university, nightclub, and church congregation better. Don’t change a thing.
