Seggs and other things
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Greetings, readers! This week’s roundup features a porn loser, talking penises, macrophiliacs, the torching of a smut purveyor’s mansion, and so much more.
Disgraced attorney Michael Avenatti was found guilty of snagging nearly $300,000 owed to Trump trister-and-former-adult-star Stormy Daniels for a book advance. Avenatti represented himself at the trial, and you know what they say about that. His sentencing date is May 24. Daniels stated she would like the court to throw the book at him, noting “the maximum would be nice.” Meanwhile, she’s returning to the adult business—as a contract director and brand ambassador for Wicked Pictures. “The bitch is back!”, she said.
I binge watched the first three episodes of “Pam & Tommy” on Hulu. It suffers from a serious case of Netflix bloat in its efforts to turn that time a home movie of Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee having sex became a cultural phenomenon into an eight-episode dramatic series. Lily James is fun as Pam, and Sebastian Stan is cool but too short as Tommy. Probably the most talked about scene thus far is when Tommy carries on a conversation with his penis. In an interview with Entertainment Weekly, showrunner Rob Siegel deems the man-to-penis chat “a first,” but that’s not really correct. The 1989 French film “Marquis,” inspired by the life and writings of the Marquis de Sade, features a dog/man that talks to his/its penis, which, as Wikipedia points out, “has a face and is named Colin.” You can see a photo featuring that talking phallus-person-thing here. I saw “Marquis” years ago. Some films you never forget.
Singer/inked girl Brooke Candy was featured on the cover of Inked Magazine. The image, which depicts Candy with a tiny version of herself in a thong hanging out of her mouth, was conceived by Candy herself, it seems, and was “inspired by Macrophilia—a fetish involving the adoration of giantesses.” To wit: “Candy turned the fetish on its head and gave it a feminist spin.” OK, hon.
Vanity Fair has an amazing article by Adam Gollner: “XXX-Files: Who Torched the Pornhub Palace?” Was it the competition or the mob? We may never know.
Want to have seggs? What about secs? Or maybe s3x? TikTok and Instagram users are being forced to come up with clever ways to talk about sex on the internets and not get shadowbanned by our tech overlords for it.
Lizzo says fuck all that noise and posted some nekkid shots. *fire emoji*
Super Bowl? At the strip clubs, it’s all about making it rain, baby. TMZ reports that Los Angeles area gentlemen’s clubs are getting ready to making a killing this coming weekend, thanks to Super Bowl LVI, which will see the Los Angeles Rams square off against the Cincinnati Bengals at SoFi Stadium. (Related: That time I spent a year posting anonymous emails I got from men about why they went to strip clubs, as part of The Letters Project.)
Photographer Dina Litovsky wrote about “Four Epiphanies That Helped Me Understand What Makes a Powerful Portrait,” and she included in her influences a remote portrait that photographer Nikola Tamindzic took of me nude in my bathtub. I was in Los Angeles; Tamindzic was in New York. The pandemic generated the distance. The technology closed the gap. It was a curious experience for me, sitting naked in the tub, trying to figure out what the tiny voyeur on the other side of a small glass screen wanted to see.
The porn star NFT pirates have arrived, apparently:
The cavalry is coming in support of Hugh Hefner. I worked for Playboy TV for five years, so I’m Team Hef forever. You can read their testimonials here.
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