The seller calls this a little trinket box, but mostly likely it is an antique cuff box. Back in the day, well-dressed gentlemen used such round boxes to store their cuffs and collars, as the boxes helped keep the fashion accessories not only clean but properly shaped.
What makes this particular antique cuff box worthy of note, is the gilded message stamped into the leather:
A stud in hand is worth two under the bed.
The studs, of course, are those which act like today’s cufflinks ~ and naturally those under the bed are trouble to find. However, this is also cheeky proof that the gentlemen of yesteryear also had a sense of humor.
Very femme fatale, if you ask me.
And this blonde (who has more than a bit of a Debbie Harry vibe) doesn’t mind if you watch. In fact, I think she rather insists upon it. Via.
Tell us one story about working in NYC back in the Golden Era Of Smut!
I enjoyed being at photo shoots, having a hand in the direction and styling of a pictorial. When I worked for Charles Goodman starting in 1983 — he was the publisher of Swank, Stag, Porn Stars, X-Rated Cinema, D-Cup, Cheeks, Leg Action, Girls Over 40, and many other magazines — I got lots of opportunities to do this.
In the mid-80s a model named Taija Rae came onto the scene, and one of her first pictorials was for my magazine For Adults Only. We shot it in the bathroom of a very nice apartment in Soho, and Taija was just gorgeous. She had a sweet personality, a girl next door face, and a really sexy body. She also had one of the best voices in the business, a kind of soft yet firm voice that was enchanting.
Anyhow, as the photographer did the shoot, I was almost in a daze from my instant infatuation with Taija. It was one of the first shoots I supervised, so the whole experience was new and overwhelming to me anyway. After the shoot I took a cab uptown with Taija to drop her off at Penn Station, and it was just a pleasure being in the taxi with her for that little while. I never had any relationship with Taija Rae other than a professional one, but I always thought she was one of the best and proud that she made a great appearance in my magazine.
So, I always enjoyed meeting the stars. Back in the days before anyone and his uncle could make a video and put it up online, the actresses (as well as the actors) still had the aura and charisma of movie stars. Like Vanessa Del Rio — larger than life. There is a part of me that always remains a fanboy, so I enjoyed meeting the ladies either in the office or even better, going to lunch or dinner with them.
One time I took the beautiful 80s star Rachel Ashley to a Chinese restaurant I used to frequent in Times Square–I interviewed her over a meal–and she was so drop-dead gorgeous that forever after the waiters at the place treated me with the awe you might give to somebody who’d come in there with Sophia Loren.
So there definitely is an up side to writing smut. ;) What other perks have their been?
Other than free magazines, I got the the pleasure of a fun, interesting job that never got boring, gave me an outlet for creativity, and introduced me to good people, some of whom continue to be my friends.
I smile when you say “fanboy” ~ it’s such a sweet term, and I picture a shy you, rather red-faced, eyes averted, maybe even awkwardly twisting your toe in the sand… Is that how you felt when you working with all these stars and starlets?
No, not all the time… Just with the ones who pressed my personal buttons.
In some ways I am kind of a shy person, particularly around women I find very attractive. But having the attitude of a fanboy–a fan–was important because it always kept me connected to the readers. I was one of the readers myself, and this identification made me good at the work.
Looking for some sex history involving the US holiday of Thanksgiving? Read Thanksgiving Sex? Sex Lives of the Pilgrims: Girls Gone Wild & Goodwives Chasing Native Men.
Once you’ve read that…
Consider other pilgrims giving thanks. These particular pilgrims are Islamic and they travel to Sex Mountain. Yes, you read that right; I said “Sex Mountain.”
It’s a bit of sex history ~ that lives on today. See Pilgrims Flock To ‘Sex Mountain’ In Search Of Fortune:
Married men, cheating housewives, government officials and prostitutes revelling in a mass ritual of adultery and sex. This is what happens on Gunung Kemukus in Indonesia, otherwise known as Sex Mountain.
…There are several versions of the mythic tale that date back to the 16th century. Legend has it a young Indonesian Prince Pangeran Samodro had an affair with his stepmother.
They ran away and hid on Gunung Kemukus. One day, while mid-coitus, they were caught, killed and buried atop the mountain. It’s now an Islamic shrine where this sex ritual takes place.
The story goes: pilgrims must copulate on the mountain every 35 days for seven consecutive times and blessings and wealth should come their way.
But for the magic to work and the money to flow, it’s believed their sex partner for the ritual should not be their spouse.
Photographer Michael Stokes collects vintage photography, including vintage photos of nude soldiers. Via Taschen he published the collection as My Buddy: World War II Laid Bare and it focuses on the special relationships between men. Not just at wartime. But a time when “men were men”, sex was between a man & a woman, and this was just men being boys and horsing around. The military did all it could to ensure such male bonding took place. Sure, there were probably some closeted gay guys there. But no one really worried their pretty little heads about that. (And they indeed did have pretty heads ~ of all sizes. For these were young men, great physical specimens in the prime of life; even if they were living in a wartime hell.) However, it is near impossible for us to look at these photos today and not see eroticism.
“Turn me over,” the cute nude girl says. ‘Cuz this vintage ashtray is for your hot butts and ashes. For sale here.
Sixties art house erotica was provocative, but was it a turn on?
Listen to Episode 104 of Slate’s The Gist: Subscribe in iTunes ∙ RSS feed ∙ Download ∙ Play in another tab Today on The Gist, we talk about Andy Warhol’s erotic films with McGill University professor Ara Osterweil, who explains how movies like Couch and Blow Job transformed American visual culture. Osterweil is the author…
Model Calamity Amelie mixes vintage style with some pretty ~ and I mean pretty ~ risque themes. Among the works in her modeling portfolio are these wickedly stunning photographs by Emmelie Aslin. I adore the sexy lingerie-clad brunette posing with her gun, surrounded by her stuffed and mounted trophies, and the homage to the playful BDSM fetish queen, Miss Bettie Page herself, is super fun. But I think I adore the Return Of The Tentacle Beast poster most for its utter unexpectedness. (Oh, come on now; who doesn’t secretly fantasize about tentacles now and then?) It’s not often I look at photos and say, “Oh, what a wonderful pair!” and don’t mean the breasts ~ *wink* ~ but this time I am referring to the pairing of model & photographer. Found via this post at Smoke & Mirrors.