Well, He Has a Point
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"I dare you to distinguish between a prostitute and a naked socialite."
[NYT]
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"I dare you to distinguish between a prostitute and a naked socialite."
[NYT]
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Steve Diet Goedde is an amazing photographer, a friend, and one of the nicest guys I've ever met. (He took the photo of me above years ago.) Currently, he's doing a Kickstarter for the first book in his forthcoming three-part, 25-year retrospective, Arrangements. If you're a fan of great photography, beautiful ladies, and/or fetish, you will want to own this volume. He's also got some special editions for those who think they're fancy.
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The WSJ has a vision of the strange new world of what's next in sex:
"When such a neural virtual reality device finally becomes available, it will be the ultimate feedback-driven experience. By reading your brain’s activity in detail, the device will know that you intend to initiate a kiss even before you are consciously aware of having taken that decision to move. Crucially, neural virtual reality will not be restricted to evoking sensations. By activating the motivational and emotional circuits of your brain, it will be possible to make you feel relaxed, fearful, trusting, anxious, excited, hungry or sleepy while you have sex with a simulacrum of your favorite film star."
[WSJ]
via Fashion Copious
Cindy Crawford's April spread in Marie Claire features 100% non-retouched photos. Take a bow Ms. C. pic.twitter.com/ttQz2BcRfg
— Charlene White (@CharleneWhite) February 13, 2015
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"Body Ritual Among the Swimsuit Models in the Horny Hell of SwimCity":
"Although it was founded on the breezy idea that city should be swim, SwimCity is not a free-for-all vacation destination, zoned for the pursuit of happiness. It is a regimented, horny hell. The most famous models like Twitter phenom Chrissy Teigen and Real Housewives daughter Gigi Hadid are sequestered from visitors by stages and roped-off lines. Lesser-known swimsuit gals pose for photos on the floor with the men who have come to see them in the middle of a work day. Gray-suited bodyguards flank them, sometimes correcting visitor behavior. No hands! Don't lean! Move it along!"
[Gawker]
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"Is It Sexy?: Sia, by showing us nothing—literally nothing- bucks our society's trend and becomes legitimately sexy. She is putting her flaws and insecurities front and center. She is the person you meet at a hotel bar—sitting alone—reading a book- who you have a couple of drinks with and immediately learn is out of their mind, and despite all that (or because of it?) you go upstairs with them. (Just me? Whatever. Great song.)"
[Esquire]
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"A woman suspected of engaging in illegal sex trade is held for questioning at a police station."
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"Some experts, like Sara Ramirez, the associate publisher for retailing for the adult entertainment trade publication XBIZ, agree that Americans buy somewhere between $1 billion and $2 billion worth of pleasure products annually. A more conservative estimate from IBISWorld pegged that number at $610 million in 2013 and projected it to grow to $792 million by 2018."
[NYT]
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"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."
via @yatzer
50 shades of consensual face-pissing
— Gerard Way (@gerardway) February 12, 2015
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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]