"Nobody believes me when I say this but Playgirl readers really cared about those hunks. Similarly, Mental Floss readers really care about the facts. Which is to say that both brands have very enthusiastic audiences. The difference is that at Mental Floss we hear from readers in droves on the rare occasion we get a fact wrong. The correspondence we got at Playgirl was … different."
[Capital]
The NYT has an odd/interesting/fascinating video story of a couple. The couple don't tell each other they love each other. The video looks at how/why/what. It's strange/lovely/weird.
"'I need to tell my boyfriend that I love him,' Ms. Leppo wrote in. 'Year after year I kept thinking "Oh, maybe this year," but it never happened, and now it has gone on far too long.'"
[NYT]
Kathy Shaidle has a new book out: Confessions of a Failed Slut.
"Confessions of a Failed Slut blends personal reflections – 'How the Love Boat Ruined My Life' – with contrarian takes on porn (online and off), dating (ditto), 'slut shaming,' sex toys, 'robot hookers of the near future,' dinosaur erotica, the multiplication of genders and orientations, and what she calls 'the epidemic of beta male faggotry' plaguing the land."
[Amazon]
"u know why am i born . to be a porn star"
"I started thinking about audio’s erotic potential last spring, while my friend Émilie and I were venting about porn. Hardcore vids had started to feel like an 'assault on the vagina,' she complained, while female-targeted porn (with white bedspreads and fewer closeups) was boring and quiet. Lately Émilie had been gravitating toward threesome scenes because at least they were all talking to each other."
[Playboy]
Opines A.O. Scott:
"The movie is neither one of those things. It dabbles in romantic comedy and splashes around in melodrama, but the one thing it can’t be — the thing the novel so trashily and triumphantly is — is pornography. Ms. Taylor-Johnson’s sex scenes are not that much different from other R-rated sex scenes, though there are more of them and more hardware is involved. You know the routine: an arched neck, some curled toes, a buttock here, a breast there, a wisp of pubic hair, a muffled moan, another Beyoncé song. Maybe a riding crop for variety."
[NYT]
"I hope you have someone in your life to whom you can send the following love note, and if you don't, I trust you will locate that someone no later than August 1: 'I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.' (This passage is borrowed from author Jonathan Safran Foer's book Everything Is Illuminated.)"
[FWA]