Ramblings on reading.
All about books, magazines, other blogs.
Writing about adventures in bookselling and the treasures to be found within the pages encountered.
I like words, and the photos or illustrations that often accompany them.


Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Entertainment for Men

Of all the sexist marketing ploys, this has got to be at the top of the list. Playboy has used the blurb "ENTERTAINMENT FOR MEN" forever, and it appears on the spine edge of their magazines since they got rid of the staples in October of 1985. (Venice Kong was the last Playmate to be pierced in such a manner).



Why does Playboy consider itself entertainment for men? I am certainly no man, but I find the magazine to be highly entertaining! Maybe not as entertaining as Hustler Magazine, but definitely plenty of enjoyment to be found among the pages, no matter if your X or Y chromosomes dominate.

It's amazing what some people will say in their Playboy interviews. It's almost as if there is a certain attitude that goes along with being interviewed for a "Girly Mag"--and inhibitions tend to go out the window. Perhaps that is more directly attributable to the interviewer's finesse with the questions, but sometimes a little too much information leaks out, and then there's hell to pay. Of course, President Jimmy Carter immediately comes to mind...but then again, Val Kilmer is in trouble for his comments in Rolling Stone and Esquire, but I don't think he's ever been interviewed by Playboy. Imagine the horrible things he would have said to them about his home state of New Mexico.

That's all I've got for today...but I sure wish Playboy would change their tagline to "Entertainment for People"


Monday, June 14, 2010

Playboy Magazine Book of Lingerie

What's the big deal about lingerie?
Just what is it about lingerie that so many men and women enjoy?








In my experience, lingerie is extremely uncomfortable to wear.
Lingerie is not very well constructed and often has holes in the most inappropriate places.
One merely needs to breathe heavily upon such garments and they may disintegrate.
For some, that's not seen as detrimental.
The material can be itchy and scratchy and make you feel like you've got wool knickers on
or it can be so silky smooth that you slide right off whatever it is you might be sitting on.


All too often hard wires are incorporated which serve to maim a woman's man's person's bosom.
Lingerie can be downright expensive, and often doesn't last beyond one wearing.
It reminds me of cheap plastic goods, made to fall apart so you keep spending money.
Heck, it might be a lucrative business, but I refuse to support it.


I'll take a pair of tidy-whiteys over frilly panties any day.
What's that you say? Blasphemy upon the god of chonies!
Yeah...I'm serious. I grew up with 4 brothers in the house,
and if laundry day was a bust, I'd borrow a pair of them comfy cotton undies
(turned backwards to accommodate my fat butt within that funny little pocket)
Genius construction on those fruit of the looms --
makes for easy passage of gas, nifty thing that it is.


Anyway, my brothers never knew the difference
and I was very careful to keep that tell-tale striped waistband well hidden.
Imagine if I had been discovered to be wearing boy's underwear in 4th grade!


Probably would have warped my mind.