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Hello, world! It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here, and I apologize for my absence! But I want to let you all know that my scarcity of late
Hello, world! It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here, and I apologize for my absence! But I want to let you all know that my scarcity of late
Just in time for me to go on vacation (thank god), my latest piece for Luna Luna surfaces! I originally called it “A Breakup Letter to New York.” … Continue readingLuna Luna: A Goodbye Letter to New York
Lynsey G: What about porn that’s made by people who are in a relationship, and want to put that on video?
Protestor: But that’s not what defines pornography. … Continue readingLuna Luna: Talking to Revolutionary Communist Protestors at the NYC Porn Film Festival
In this context, the consumption of pornography is a shared experience about which we have different feelings and reactions. Porn becomes a text for criticizing or enjoying, just like any other form of media. … Continue readingPorn Is Better in Community. I’m Serious.
FEM is more masculine than FEMME, so that appealed to me. (Sorry I couldn’t resist)….What I bring to burlesque is my passion for the things I love and a desire to share my weird/twisted/crazy/sexy stories with an audience. … Continue readingLuna Luna: An Interview with Fem Appeal
Sometimes, New York makes me insane with anger, feeling like everything I do is futile, like I will never have enough time or money or influence to live the
It’s official! I’ll be interviewing filmmakers at Cinekink NYC 2014, albeit in a limited way. Tomorrow night, Friday, February 28, I’ll be interviewing Dan Hunt, director of Mr. Angel, the
Ah, Tuesday. A frigid-ass testicles-as-icicles Tuesday that makes you want to pile on more blankets and rewatch the new Sherlock episodes all day. But I am not doing that! (Oh,
1) Angelina Jolie’s boobs are gone. At least her real boobs are gone. And you know what, awesome. She’s still going to be gorgeous and powerful and do what the
So last night, it finally happened. The inevitable. I walked out of a screening of Remedy, the quite-graphic film about a young New York woman who goes into professional BDSM
Continue readingThis Is How Not-Cool I Actually Am: An encounter at Cinekink