“Sir, The Menu? Remember?”

I like the conceit of a pictorial brothel lineup — it’s efficient! But I think the lady in charge of presenting the “menu” is cheating:

From the 1960 Adam Annual magazine. There’s an artist signature lower left, but I can’t make sense of it.

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“We’re Gonna Need A Bigger Bed”

This is apparently what it looks like when you’ve established an unlimited platinum line of credit at your local brothel:

From Kinky Delight. The comic is signed “Miller”.

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The Lineup

This plaid-shirted fellow seems a bit dumbfounded by his options, in this fine little brothel lineup:

The art is from the cover of Il Montatore #112.

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Fancy Brothel Date In Days Of Yore

The amenities at this fancy brothel are spare, but very classy: matched pair of sex workers, nice drapes, a plush bed to get laid upon. A silver pitcher, a single glass, and a priapic table to set them on. Just what a wealthy hedonist needs, and nothing more:

A couple of sources say this is 18th-century erotic art, but I couldn’t nail down much provenance beyond that.

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Raiding The Lingerie Brothel

There’s an awful lot of sexy vintage lingerie on display in this one-minute scene about cops raiding a brothel from the 1937 flick Slaves In Bondage:

Update: YouTube killed the clip but here’s the whole movie:

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Lineup At A Small Brothel

I’m not going to go so far as to call this a fancy brothel, precisely; but I am willing to cheerfully concede that the ladies are making quite an effort:

Via Vintage Cuties.

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The Pussy Inspector

With my heart I want to believe that this artwork is enacting some sort of clever modern metaphor about putting women on pedestals:

But truthfully, based on the little bit I think I know about sex and history, this is probably a vintage artwork, perhaps thought to be droll, of a would-be punter checking the line-up of women at a brothel for “cleanliness”.

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Inside A Well-Regulated Brothel

There’s a lengthy and interesting feature in Business Insider about a Nevada brothel called Sheri’s Ranch. It struck me that the reporter approached the story with an open mind, and it’s free of most of the sex-negativity we’ve come to expect from this kind of story:

Sheri’s Ranch is a compelling demonstration that legalized and well-regulated prostitution can be safe, functional, and profitable.

There’s an ineffable welcoming quality to Sheri’s Ranch. There is no shame, no fear, no judgment to be found anywhere near the place. There’s no illusion to maintain – you’ve arrived, hat in hand, to pay for sex. Not only do the ladies know this, but they’re glad you’re here. Where America’s sexual culture seems far more repressed than that of other countries, Sheri’s turns this paradigm on its ear and welcomes you to indulge in (mostly) whatever it is you want. Their business depends on it.

Fair warning: as you may not know unless you are keeping up with current trends in sex-worker activism, there’s a recent push to stigmatize the use of the word “prostitute” and replace it with “sex worker”. Although prostitute was until recently the polite word used in civilized discourse to replace derogatory terms like “whore” and “hooker” and “street walker”, sex worker advocates and activists now consider “prostitute” to be derogatory as well. This nascent development has not yet been fully communicated to the mainstream, and the reporter of this story is someone who clearly has not yet received this particular memo. I think it’s obvious upon reading that the reporter is using “prostitute” in a descriptive manner with no derogation intended, but those of you who find such usage offensive may be offended by this story nonetheless.

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Kidnapped For Harems and Brothels

One of the things I love about mid-20th-century American men’s magazines is that they were trying so hard to be sleazy. The result? Lovely illustrations of the girl next door in dire peril, looking as though she’s buying a nice Halloween costume at Macy’s with a most irregular assortment of fitting assistants:

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Arianna Huffington Watches Cathouse

She totally does!

If you’ve ever seen that late night HBO show “Cathouse”, a “reality” show set at the Bunny Ranch brothel in Nevada, you’ll remember Dennis Hoff, the big balding guy who runs the place.

If you haven’t ever watched the show, or been a patron of his establishment I suppose, I don’t know how you’d know of him. He’s not exactly a national figure.

Which is why I did a spit-take on Monday night during the Rachel Maddow show, when Rachel and Arianna and another guest were talking about one or another of Rush Limbaugh’s antics. All unprompted, Arianna volunteered this comparison, which is not without inherent merit:

HUFFINGTON: Yes. He also looks a little bit like the pimp, you know, in the Nevada brothel, you know, in his black shirt, you know… Dennis Hoff, you know, his black jacket.

Of course, it was funnier hearing it in Arianna’s accent, more “zat peemp, in zat brothel” than it reads in the transcript.

Now we know what Arianna watches, late at night!

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