Monday, September 20, 2010

What Sort of Man Reads Playboy?

This illo accompanied a NEW YORK HANGOVER piece I wrote in 1998 called "Playmates, Cheap Cigars and a Goodie Bag" about attending a party for the newly crowned PLAYBOY Playmate of the Year with my then-roommate Rob and being really creeped out by the atmosphere of the shindig. PLAYBOY was a big part of my adolescence in the 1970s, and while nostalgia certainly colors interpretation, I came away from this party just skeeved at what had become of the magazine and its brand.

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