anyway back to the present... I was watching tv last night (of course I was watching tv) and caught a new episode of swingtown. now to any of you who haven't seen or heard about this let me give you the headlines. CBS in all of its public access glory has just birthed a show thats set in the 70s and deals with an upwardly mobile family whose new neighborhood teaches the parents a few things about sharing.
now my girlfriend manages the premier erotic boutique in los angeles... and this has given me plenty of time around the more ahem... liberated..... so why would a show about swinging have to be set in the 70s? ... what is the state of sex today?
because here in this millenium sex is a complex issue. arguably sex in the public eye has reached an all time high and yet... we're still shocked when we see it in public... (janet jacksons nipple being a perfect example) now this doesn't apply as much to our friends accross the pond and surely the times I've had in new york related to sex are outrageously more...outrageous than those I've had anywhere else.
In a particularly rousing display at the box during fall fashion week last year I saw a tranny pull a dildo out of its ass 7 feet from my face... fuckers told me we were going to a caberet and the next thing I know theres an andre the giant sized rosie the riviter displaying an entirely unimpressive man penis.
With all this sex... what better time for taschen to unleash their newest ode to the anatomical enormity than with their new Big Book of Penises which my aforementioned partner snagged the ability to host the book release party for...
so whats the deal with sex today... just find out
coco loves taschen
rad
romina
melody's in her domain wearing vintage pucci
what we're celebrating
best salt and pepper shaker ever
the girls of coco
frou noey
vh1 party coming july 11th
he kinda looks like justin from she wants revenge
weiners
street fashion blogs eat your heart out
your smile reminded me of
ok this man is amazing... appaaaaaaarently... he did ALL the makeup in paaaaaris during the 1950s
bon appetit
whoa whoa... (this is not my hand)
again not my hand
although I wish these were my glasses
this my friends... is the... ahem... cover model
trio of fabulousnessness
hello mom... I write you from west hollywood
strike a pose diva
affection
loook at those CHOMPERS
courtney love lookalike... or her... who knows
my bug mistress of management
...ok just look at this picture... its awesome
hello velvet
bad ass nails gaby
ok... so like terrorist scarves and trucker hats... who votes we retire the kanye shades
she furociously peddles for the likes of sprite and carls jr...
cheers to you
slangin
asaaault
whoa... suprised are you... well its just a penis... nothing you haven't seen before
you can even blow it a kiss
is this even a word...
badass curls... wish I had some black in me sometimes
best tattoo of the evening
superfly is what he said I think
we are all maniquens
kissing in front of the coco label
my welcome upon hitting up the second location for the party... alpha... across the street
cutest bald man with no shirt and scary facial hair/tatoos ever
ladies of coco part 2
oh so thaaaaats where it is
portratist
rossala
end of the night giggles
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