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The billboard at David Zwirner’s terrific William Eggleston show. For more photos, follow me on Instagram.
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The billboard at David Zwirner’s terrific William Eggleston show. For more photos, follow me on Instagram.
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Welcome to The Reverse Cowgirl Diaries, a behind-the-scenes look at my life as a sex writer and all the weird shit that entails. From my recent sexplorations to my current obsessions, this weekly newsletter takes you into the mind of someone who has seen too many porn movies. In RCD #5: I get obsessed with inmates who are looking for love, you can read the first paragraph of my porn novel-in-progress, and what happened when a guy offered me thousands of dollars to promote a sex-related company. Read this week’s newsletter here.
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It’s Los Angeles Apparel. It’s not American Apparel. Got that? For more of my photos, follow me on Instagram.
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Some random street art I saw while visiting art galleries in Melrose Hill. Check out more photos on Instagram.
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A couple billboards on Sunset Boulevard. Follow me on Instagram for more photographs from my life in L.A.
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A before and after shot of the adult business ad vans. See more on my Instagram.
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Earlier today, I pulled over to the side of the road to take a photograph. A van drove up close behind me, then swerved around while the driver glared at me. The driver parked the van at the gas station next to where I’d parked. He got out of the car, holding a stack of what looked like newspapers. Then he walked toward me. Then he stopped. Then he opened what appeared to be the door of a newspaper vending machine and stuffed what looked like newspapers inside. I got out of my car and headed for the place that I wanted to photograph. Then I took a photograph. Then I circled back. The man had been holding a stack of adult newspapers, and he’d inserted them into an adult newspaper vending machine. I opened the door of the vending machine and took out one of the newspapers. (It was free.) Then I got back in my car and drove home. Then I sat down and read the adult newspaper. There was an ad in it titled “INTERCOURSE CALIFORNIA.” It was from someone in search of an investor to invest in a “Startup Porno Co.” They wanted “35K and up.” They said it would take “6 months to 1 year 4return.” I didn’t invest my money. I closed the adult newspaper.
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1. Breathing
2. Remembering the combinations (jab, cross, hook, what?)
3. Holding the pads for the other woman who is trying to kick them
4. Pushups
5. Not sweating
6. Keeping my hands near my chin so I don't get clocked
7. Throwing a punch/kick and putting my hips into it
8. Picking up the really heavy weight balls while wearing boxing gloves
9. Putting on my wraps so they don't fall off in the middle of class
10. Splits
There's more on BuzzFeed, courtesy of Flo Perry, who has fun ideas on men bleeding.
[via This Isn't Happiness]
Dear. Ms. Susannah Breslin,
My name is [redacted], and I am writing to you on behalf of [redacted] in [redacted], CA. As a Feminist and an academic, I am familiar with your work analyzing the sex industry in America, and I appreciate your objective outlook on such a controversial subject. I am reaching out to see if you would be involved in a constructive discussion on erotica, specifically looking at artists like [redacted] and his platform, [redacted].
In addition to nude, pin-up style photography, [redacted] features [redacted].
I am looking for esteemed authors and journalists, such as yourself, to incorporate [redacted]'s work in the greater discussions of erotica in our society.
I would be interested to know what you think, and what points you might bring to the discussion. Please let me know if you have any questions.
Thank you, and best regards.
[redacted]
I'm not clear what you are asking for here?
Susannah,
Thank you for responding. Based on your portfolio, your blog would be an excellent platform for discussion of how [redacted]’s work fits within the adult industry as a representative of erotica. Considering your mindful readership, I think this could spark an interesting debate.
We know [redacted] is one of countless “Adult-content” sites available, but his work seems to have an almost playful relationship between Models and Photographer.
Here at the office, we agree that because the models are presented respectfully and there is no degrading content on the site, [redacted] speaks to a certain fantasy style and should be classified as erotica. Is it soft? Hard? What’s the differentiating factor between the two? That’s for you and your readers to decide.
Let me know if that has answered your question, and I'll be happy to answer any others you may have.
[redacted]
Are you offering me compensation?
Unfortunately not, but I thought I would reach out to you because I really do appreciate your perspective and I am a fan of your writing. If you have any interest that would be great.
Thanks,
[redacted]
I think his work is terrible, and he's paying an ad company to ask bloggers to write about him for free. That's what I think. Does that help?
Thank you for your feedback, sorry to bother you.
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Don't miss the WSJ's hard-hitting expose of poop advertising: "Ads for Bathroom Products Flush with Potty Humor." (FLUSH. GET IT??)
Toilet cleaner companies used to "scare consumers about the dangers lurking beneath their bottoms," but the power to ass-terrorize waned over time.
One toilet cleaner company decided to target women and created "ads featuring four shirtless, studly crooners gyrating in cages resembling the product’s apparatus and belting out, 'Flush it, baby, flush it.'" Using sex to sell toilet cleaner. Will wonders never cease?
A lady suit in the toilet biz says, "We wanted to make women understand that toilet cleaning, this chore, is not necessarily terrible." Clearly, she's never leaned in to a toilet with a brush in her hand.
Personally, I'm a fan of this campaign:
"Dallas-based Poo-Pourri, which makes air fresheners, took the cheekiness to another level with ads called 'Girls Don’t Poop.' They feature a well-dressed woman sitting on a toilet speaking in a posh British accent about her bowel movements."
Because of course! 30M YouTube views can't be wrong.
Apparently, "Sesame Street" has a puppet that talks about toilet stuff.
And then there's Mr. Toilet and the WTO:
"The World Toilet Organization is a Singapore-based nonprofit that works to improve sanitation conditions world-wide. Founder Jack Sim, who proudly calls himself Mr. Toilet, says toilet-care companies’ new approach is making it easier to talk about sanitation and raise awareness world-wide. 'Toilet humor is the only strategy that works.'"
[WSJ]
The Facebook Whisperer says this status update should have wryly informed consumers not to use Trojan condoms past their expiration date.
[Facebook]
Hey, it's Julie. She's ready for Pantytime. So says American Apparel. This would be a great candidate for litvertising.
[AA]
[via This Isn't Happiness]
Look, a plus-sized model, Ashley Graham, is featured in an ad in Sports Illustrated's swimsuit issue. Everyone is excited.
"'I know my curves are sexy and I want everyone else to know that theirs are too. There is no reason to hide and every reason to flaunt,' Graham says in a statement," reports everybody.
Girl looks good. Thick is the new thin.
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