March 31st, 2013 -- by Bacchus
I once had a powerful but foolish (and not reciprocated) crush on a good friend. I managed (I think) to contain the obligatory making-an-utter-ass-of-myself spasm to a brief episode that was not utterly destructive of our friendship; at least, I still got an invite to her wedding, where I drank in a (I hope) not-too-sombre fashion with her (actual) former boyfriends. We stayed in desultory email communication for awhile after that, but it’s been ten years now at least since I last heard from her. She’s in my mind this morning because she would have really enjoyed these links, I think, to a 1933 album of erotic illustrations of the Russian alphabet, as painted by Soviet sculptor Sergei Dmitrievich Merkurov:
Soviet Erotic Alphabet (on LiveJournal) (Google Translate version here)
Soviet Erotic Alphabet (with a flash flipbook) (Google Translate version here)
So, Veildancer, if you ever stumble over this post, this one’s for you.
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March 30th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
This is Lydia Lee, formerly known as Julie Meadows, on how how she survived the porn industry:
I got into porn to be apart of an interesting, odd entertainment group; to fulfill my rebelliousness; to take care of my family; to learn about sex; to travel and live a bit wild and wistful. I never once walked into a job with the thought that I had to do the job. I reserved a place deep inside for my own peace of mind; a mantra, really. “I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do.” No amount of money is worth walking away feeling broken. So what if you don’t get paid? The money will present itself in another opportunity.
To be honest, the worst part of having been a porn star is feeling I have to apologize for my choices. Nothing makes me feel dirtier, more demeaned; my humanity undermined and soul crippled, than feeling like I have to say, “I shouldn’t have gotten into porn.” That’s a low, sub-human feeling. I was burned by a friend a few years ago and in my hurt, I said that I wished I hadn’t gotten into porn. I felt alien to myself. The words and thoughts disgusted me so much I have never uttered them again. I am not sad or ashamed that I got into porn. I am sad and ashamed when I allow people into my life that don’t appreciate me for who I am and the wealth of experience I have to offer. Nothing disgusts me more than people who try to manipulate my feelings to change my thinking.
March 29th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
I hear that the problem with being a cougar is that younger men these days have no manners whatsoever. But on the bright side, some of them can be taught manners:
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March 29th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Nope, none. Because George Lucas said so.
From the Erotic Mad Science tumblr:
Carrie Fisher, in her memoir Wishful Drinking reports the following exchange with George Lucas about her Princess Leia dress:
Anyway. George comes up to me on the first day of filming and he takes one look at the dress and says “You can’t wear a bra under that dress.”
So, I say, “Okay, I’ll bite. Why?”
And he says, “Because…there’s no underwear in space.”
I promise you this is true, and he said it with such conviction too! Like he had been to space and looked around and he didn’t see any bras or panties or briefs anywhere.
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March 28th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
Today’s internet amusement is a tumblr full of men and cats in similar poses: Des Hommes et des Chatons
Anybody who doesn’t think the internet is for porn? “Kittens” is your counterargument.
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March 27th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
March 26th, 2013 -- by Bacchus
One thing I’ve noticed recently is that some of the smarter pornographers out there have taken to including quite a few non-porny poses and shots when taking still photos of their performers before the shoot really gets going. I don’t know whether this is because of market demand from the people who subscribe to the sites, or whether (and this is my speculation) it’s seen as an added benefit/compensation for the performers, who may appreciate getting some nice photos for their own self-marketing portfolio.
Whatever the intent, I’m totally not above finding art where none go to look for it. And these pictures of model Nikki Darling, taken for bondage site Sadistic Rope, remind me powerfully of Grace Jones, way back in the day:
She’s got a pretty good “O” face, too, once the heavy vibrator comes out for the forced orgasms portion of the shoot:
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