Try to imagine a mix of the salons of Paris, the bars of Boston and the dorm rooms of any college--and you'll get the idea behind the Playboy Interview. Hef wanted a magazine in which men could hang around and talk, so 30 years ago we sent Alex Haley to interview Miles Davis. The guest list has since grown to include artists, writers, Presidents, jocks, lawyers, film makers and feminists--all extraordinary, all revealed fully in what has been called "the command performance of American journalism." The interview is the direct opposite of a sound bite. So pull up a chair and join the celebration. Appropriately, our interview this month is with Betty Friedan. As author of The Feminine Mystique and one of the founders of the National Organization for Women, Friedan helped launch the women's movement. Contributing Editor David Sheff grilled Friedan on what lies ahead for men and women. It's the interview at its best: smart talk from a visionary thinker.
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If MTV's rapid-fire format turns you off more than it tunes you in, rest easy. Warner Reprise Video lets you face the music with the new, the old and the gold. The Lost James Brown Tapes: First release of a 1979 concert film. Spotty quality, but Brown sweats out a 20-minute version of Sex Machine. The man has staying power. The Incomparable Nat King Cole, Vol. II: Natalie's dad sings mellow, romantic tunes. Vintage film clips in TV-show format. In Paris: Jazz trumpeter Miles Davis prowls the stage in a no-frills 1989 gig. Little to see, but the music's cool enough to air-condition your living room.
When he's in front of the VCR, Tom Hanks lives for the past. "I'm big on movies I saw a long time ago and forgot about," he says, ticking off such recent rentals as To Kill a Mockingbird, The Last Detail and Easy Rider. "As a kid I was influenced by the antihero, you know, the Everyman who gets shot at the end of the movie." Hanks's comedy tastes run from kitsch to classic. "I own most of the Marx Brothers movies, but after those, everything else sort of pales." He also bought the Beatles' Help! and A Hard Day's Night, mainly because they are "New Wave versions of the Marx Brothers' brand of insanity." But for belly laughs, Hanks looks to Elvis. "Rent Speedway or Clambake," he advises. Thanks, we'll pass.
Nope, Alien' isn't on video yet, but Fox has packaged a behind-the-scenes making-of program with the original Alien and the 1986 sequel. The creepy threesome costs $39.98. . . . PBS Home Video's Empire of the Air recalls America's radio days from 1906 to 1955. It's the first big release from photomontage master Ken Burns, whose The Civil War is still on everyone's top-ten list. . . . Schlessinger Video Productions (800-843-3620) has introduced Black Americans of Achievement Video Collection, based on the Chelsea House book series. Among the 30-minute bios: George Washington Carver, Harriet Tubman, Jackie Robinson, Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, Thurgood Marshall and Colin Powell.... To decant or not to decant? Public Media's How to Enjoy Wine ($14.95) covers all the bases, from popping the cork to selecting the right glass. Call 800-262-8600. . . . Cabin Fever's five-tape Legends of the American West profiles such real-life black and white hats as Jesse James, Wyatt Earp and Billy the Kid with archival photos and compelling reenactments. Also from Cabin Fever, the first six of a 25-tape Laurel and Hardy collection ($9.95 each). Stan and Ollie's slapstick holds up; the colorization's a drag.
Although Oscar snubbed Barbra Streisand's directorial efforts on Prince of Tides, the venerable Hollywood diva gets to plead her case on disc. Voyager's Criterion Collection edition of Prince features a running audio commentary by Streisand, as well as previously unheard Babs vocals over the closing credits. . . . Fall to one knee and start singing. MGM/UA's seven-disc The Al Jolson Collection ($150) includes all eight of Joley's Warner Bros, pictures. Our favorite? The Jazz Singer, of course.... Just in time for campaign '92, Voyager has released the three-volume Tanner '88 ($40 each), Garry Trudeau and Robert Altman's brilliant parody of life on the presidential hustings. . . . Until it's sold Stateside in Yankee packaging, the hip collector's item these days is the 29-episode Japanese edition of Twin Peaks. The 12-disc set comes with a booklet that includes maps, schematics and plot synopses (in Japanese), as well as a bonus "guide" disc. The package quickly sold out in Japan.
Two fresh young voices give us vivid portraits of what it's like to be a kid today. Mostly, it means a life bombarded by societal disapproval--from parents, teachers, cops and politicians--which one escapes with cool disdain, drugs, loud music or antisocial behavior.
Advertising for a roommate in the heart of Manhattan is the fatal mistake made by Allie (Bridget Fonda) in Single White Female (Columbia). Alone after a breakup with her unfaithful intended (Steven Weber), Allie has the bad luck to install a psychotic named Hedy (Jennifer Jason Leigh) in her spare bedroom. Hedy has a dark past and a downright murderous future. By the time she has copied her new friend's wardrobe and has her hair cut and dyed so they look alike, it's clear that she wants to be Allie. All of which leads to lies, murder and a slash-and-splatter finale that should dispel any remaining idea that women are the weaker sex. Working from a novel by John Lutz, director Barbet (Reversal of Fortune) Schroeder puts it all together with consummate skill. You can see the body count mounting a reel or two before Hedy strikes, but the dueling actresses should satisfy any viewer's blood lust. [rating]2-1/2 bunnies[/rating]
He looks as mean and handsome as a latter-day Bogart. That's just what Robert Davi has in mind. "Bogart played those weasel parts until he was in his forties. There's a plethora of leading boys in the movies today--but not many leading men. That's the direction I want to go." Davi, now in his late 30s, has already scored high as Sanchez, James Bond's nemesis in Licence to Kill. He plays Pinzon, captain of the Pinta in an imminent Christopher Columbus (the one with Marlon Brando as the Grand Inquisitor); he was a brothel flunky in Wild Orchid II, an adventurer in Amazon and a crusty cop in the new Badge of Silence. Before flying off to France to shoot a sequel called Son of the Pink Panther, Davi told us, "This one is comedic. I play a funny bad guy who leads an international gang of criminals." A classically trained baritone from Long Island, Davi was a high school football star before he went to Hofstra University, studied singing with opera star Tito Gobbi and acting with Stella Adler. Davi hopes to follow his Panther stint with Love, Lust and the Electric Chair, "a movie Zalman King wrote for me. I'm the hero--a hit man, but for the right reasons. It's very social and political." Summing up, Davi says, "I want to do something musical--I'm developing a script called The Brooklyn Caruso. I do not want to be slotted into playing the evil guy forever. It's boring."
Last year Playboy and the Roper Organization surveyed thousands of American men to find out more about their passions, their concerns, their dreams. This is what we've discovered about men at work and at play.
I can remember in sixth grade an afternoon date with Joanne. I wanted to kiss her, but it took me hours to work my hand from my side to her shoulder. When it got there, the doorbell rang. My parents had arrived to pick me up. As we all stood by the door saying goodbye, her dog rushed up, and she gave it a kiss. Oh, for puppy love.
I really like John McLaughlin. He is a crusty, amusing, tough-minded man with an ability to laugh at himself. He is also one of the few hosts on national TV that understand the problems that men face today in this culture.
Let me say again that we have a beautiful room for you tonight, Mr. Lamb," cooed the woman at the front desk of a hotel in Denver to a man who was squirming for her to let him go unpack. "I hope it meets with your satisfaction. If there's anything I can do for you, anything at all--"
Last spring I met a woman from Santa Fe who is into New Age stuff. She said that she is a devotee of mystical sex. What exactly does she mean? I have out-of-body experiences every time I climax--is that mystical? Or is she talking about something else?--M. C., Los Angeles, California.
Last May I was invited to address the Society for the Scientific Study of Sex. My topic, concocted after seconds of research and the offer of a free plane ticket to San Francisco, was simply this: "How the print media view sex."
Unveiled here is the Playboy Advisor's Love Guide Pyramid. Drawing a parallel to the USDA's Food Guide Pyramid, the Advisor said that the purpose of the pyramid was nutrition (the balanced love life), not weight control (the prevention of overindulgence). Originally intended to help American citizens make informed carnal choices, the pyramid fell prey to special-interest groups. Singles and gays demanded the removal of procreative sex, since children are not part of every sexual lifestyle. Fundamentalists agreed, saying that the only sexual choice was for procreation within marriage. Oddly, parents agreed, saying that children pretty much eliminated the chance of doing any of the other things. Another major debate centered on the servings--were these daily choices, weekly choices or "Only in your dreams, Buster" choices? Therapists wondered whether the pyramid should include orgasms. Opponents suggested that orgasms were to sex as pounds were to calories--inevitable. The Advisor concluded that all these activities are potentially orgasmic, but the menu is up to the individual. Enjoy.
How did it come to pass that we must entrust this great nation of ours, the depository of much of the hope and aspiration of humankind, to the truly odd and obviously unfit characters who are running for President? If this were a movie review, I would advise people to stay home.
Wherever Betty Friedan goes, she gets the kind of attention normally resented for movie stars. But the people who approach her are not autograph seekers. They represent a remarkable array of women of every race, age and background. They usually apologize for bothering her and explain that they just want to tell her one thing: "You changed my life."
She could be the most outrageous performer of the Nineties: an exhibitionist, but not in the calculated way of her ex-gal pal Madonna; deliberately ambiguous in her sexual preferences; a woman of unconventional attitudes, unconventional appetites and unconventional beauty. In other words, a perfect subject--not, you'll note, object--for Playboy. Still, talkshow host Arsenio Hall seemed surprised when Sandra Bernhard revealed on his show that she'd posed for the magazine. The time was right, she said: "My nipples are at their prime!" To create this pictorial, Sandra and photographer Michel Comte free-associated their way to the memorable images you see on these pages. Since nobody does Sandra better than Sandra, we'll let her explain.
Mears has a dream the night after he fought the Alligator Man. The dream begins with words: "In the beginning was a dark little god with glowing red eyes. . . ." And then, there it stands, hovering in the blackness of Mears's hotel room, a twisted mandrake root of a god, evil and African, with ember eyes and limbs like twists of leaf tobacco. Even after it vanishes, waking Mears, he can feel those eyes burning inside his head, merged into a single red pain that seems as if it will go on throbbing forever. He wonders if he should tell Leon about the pain--maybe he could give Mears something to ease it-- but he figures this might be a bad idea. Leon might cut and run, not wanting to be held responsible should Mears keel over, and there Mears would be: without a trainer, without anyone to coach him for the eye exams, without an accomplice in his blindness. It's not a priority, he decides.
John Gotti may be headed for the big house, but his wiseguy style prevails on the streets. The same dark colors worn by the dapper don dominate what men will wear this fall. Gray and slate blue are the top picks in tailored suits. Add pinstripes or chalk stripes and you'll send a serious "I mean business" message--and look just as sharp as the Runyonesque strutters in Broadway's hit revival Guys and Dolls. But looking sharp is just part of fall's fashion picture. Versatility is important news, too. Since quality suits and sports coats don't come cheap, designers hit on some innovative ways to get more mileage from their collections. Clothing and accessories that cross the line between tailored and casual are being combined for work and play. A chalk-striped double-breasted suit, for example, can take on three different looks: business, when worn with a light-colored, striped dress shirt and a rep tie; relaxed, when combined with a dark shirt and solid tie; and cool, when teamed with a knitted polo shirt or pullover. The key is to pick the right clothes to broaden your wardrobe. Our eight-page guide to fashion includes some of this fall and winter's finest--everything from minichecked double-breasted suits and cashmere sports coats to handmade watches and tortoise-frame sunglasses. Remember that what you wear is important, but how you wear it is critical. Here's a roundup of what counts. Suits: We all admire the style of a Giorgio Armani suit, but this season it's the American offerings that deserve the highest accolades. Designers such as Donna Karan, Michael Kors and Calvin Klein are steering men even further away from the power looks of the Eighties with new lines of tailored clothing that incorporate features from the men's and women's sportswear collections that made them famous. Klein describes the American influence as "modern, easy, fluid and comfortable"--qualities that are evident in even the dressiest tailored suits. Six-button double-breasted models, for example, are typically the most formal look. Colors are primarily dark this season, though the earth tones of last year are still on the scene. Cuts are looser, with sloping shoulders and comfortable, drapy fabrics such as wool crepe. As a rule of thumb, avoid wearing a double-breasted suit of any style with a button-down shirt--it's too casual. However, there are a few laid-back liberties that you can take: pairing a double-breasted suit with a polo shirt or sweater, as previously noted, or with a shirt and no tie. Try the same with the latest single-breasted suits, which show up in one-, two- and three-button styles. Three-button styles are the most important and share similar colors with their double-breasted counterparts. Sports coats: Perhaps the most versatile item in any wardrobe, the sports coat can be dressed up or down to create an infinite number of looks. There is a wide array of styles, but the hottest look is the single-breasted model with three buttons. Colors are strong but not loud (electric blue, camel and black are our favorites) and plaids are subtle. As with suits, look for soft construction and fits that are relaxed and comfortable. In terms of fabric, a cashmere sports coat looks rich and will endure for years if the style is classic. Otherwise, check out lightweight wool or wool blends and minihoundstooth checks, which have a handsome textured appearance. Looking for new ways to wear a sports coat? Monochromatic combinations (shirt, jacket, trousers--all in the same color) create a striking impression. So does a sports jacket worn with a turtle-neck, jeans and a silver-buckled belt, such as the one by designer Elizabeth Rand illustrated on page 88. You can also pair a sports coat with a T-shirt, vest and trousers for an outfit that evokes the wilder frontier. The possibilities are virtually unlimited. Be creative. There are more options this season than ever before. Dress shirts: If you like variety, fall is a great time to stock up on shirts. There are both light- and dark-colored solids as well as striped models with either light or dark grounds. Go light, and you've got a look that's professional; dark, and you'll be on top of the gangster trend. Either way, fits are roomy and collars remain soft, with long points like last season. One important dress-shirt detail that has crossed over from sportswear is button-through pockets. They're more casual than the plain-front alternative yet still dressy enough for the office. Shirts with collar tabs are also a smart choice (one from Assets by Andrew Fezza is pictured at right) as are shirts with banded collars for more relaxed occasions. If that's not enough newness, get ready for the return of the spread collar. Spread refers to the distance between the two sides of the collar where it is fastened at the neck and to the spacing between the tips. Generally, spread collars have shorter points and accommodate larger tie knots. We've spotted the look on the runways in Italy and the U.S. during the fall fashion previews, so you can expect to see it on the streets soon. Dress shoes: Sorry, guys. The blue-suede models that were hot last fall have gone the way of the fat-Elvis stamp. They were exciting while they lasted; now they're mere footnotes to fashion history. Instead, designers have opted for back-to-basics black and brown. The best choices for double-breasted suits are cap-toe suede or pebble-grain leather lace-up oxfords. One less obvious combination that we like is a gray suit with brown shoes. But regardless of how you mix and match, avoid wearing loafers with a double-breasted suit, unless you're also dressing down with a polo shirt. Loafers and monk-strap shoes, particularly comfortable models with lug or rubber soles, are the right complement to a sports coat. A final tip: Don't skimp on footwear. Shoes are one of the first things people notice in any outfit. If you're wearing an expensive suit with unpolished shoes, you've wasted your money and created a negative image. What's the cost of a good pair of shoes? At least $150. At that price, you can expect quality construction and features such as leather outers, soles and linings, and cushion insoles. It all adds up to comfort and longevity--shoes that feel fantastic and last for years with proper care. Accessories: Starting from the top, it's hats off, literally, this fall. Baseball caps are the only style that's important, but wearing one with a suit would be a definite fashion foul. A baseball cap might fly with a sports coat, jeans and a T-shirt if you're out to create fun. There's a bit more latitude with ties. Neats or small repetitive patterns are the hottest style for fall, along with solid-colored silk knits and rep stripes in unusual colorings. The traditional navy-and-burgundy rep ties are still around, but new alternatives in colors, such as olive and pink, give the look a contemporary spin. Also check out the vertically striped tie, a style that proved an instant hit when it was introduced last spring. There is also an array of conversational ties. We recommend going the quieter route; the ties will spark discussion without overpowering your outfit. When it comes to jewelry, one of the most interesting items we've seen for fall is a set of collar tacks, which look especially handsome with the dark-ground, wiseguy-style shirts. (See the caption on page 83 for advice on how to wear them.) If you wear shirts with French cuffs, choose cuff links that are simple and tasteful. And don't mix metals--that is, don't wear gold cuff links with a silver watch. Speaking of watches, they are changing with the times. Less a statement of status than of good taste, the newest models feature elegant leather straps, smaller dials and practical functions. Finally, sunglasses are an accessory that you shouldn't leave home without. Frames are smaller, lightweight and look best in vintage metal or tortoiseshell. Most importantly, lenses should offer 100 percent ultraviolet protection.
By the time Mafia capo Peter Chiodo looked up from under the hood of his Cadillac, he had already been shot once in the ass. Weighing in at 547 pounds, Chiodo was an easy target. On a dear afternoon in May 1991, after he had stopped at Pellicano's gas station on Stated Island to check his engine, a car screeched into the station and two men jumped out, guns ablaze.
Morena Corwin, in Chicago to finish her Playmate shoot, was wearing faded blue jeans and a black leather motorcycle jacket over a skintight black ribbed sweater when we met her for coffee. As we strolled along Chicago's Magnificent Mile, a window display at the upscale Henri Bendel's department store caught her eye. "Can we stop in for just a quick look?" Morena asked. Yes, we promised--but later, after some conversation. Over cappuccino at the Third Coast, an artsy café, we learned that she'd been born in Seoul to a Korean mother and an American serviceman father. When she was just a year old, her family moved to tiny Fowlerville, Michigan. As the only Asian in grammar school there, she felt ostracized for looking so different. Her parents divorced and, when Morena was 12, her mother decamped with her four children to Orlando, Florida. Morena had to grow up quickly. "It was a pretty hard life when we first got to Florida," Morena recalled. "Mom worked, so I'd come home from school and make dinner for my younger brother and sister and then read Pippi Longstocking out loud to put them to sleep." Orlando did have its advantages. "Being around other Asians--and members of other cultures in general--made me feel less like an outsider. I even started to think, Hey, maybe I'm not so goofy-looking." Coffee finished, Morena steered us straight back to Bendel's--and its lingerie department. Prompted by a display of silk lace teddies, we inquired what Miss September slept in. "Well, I certainly wouldn't wear that to bed," she answered, laughing. "Not if I wanted to get any sleep." Morena then offered up the information that, as undergarments go, she prefers garters and stockings to pantyhose. "It's something that an old boyfriend suggested," she said, "and now I think they just feel better." She met the boyfriend while working as a hostess in a restaurant in Jacksonville, Florida--her current home town. "But he was too bossy," she reported. "He's ancient history." We moved on to haute couture. As Morena turned this way and that, studying her reflection in the mirror, we asked what she thought was most attractive about herself. "Being Asian with full lips, definitely," Morena said. "I'm really proud of my heritage now. My great-great-grandfather was an emperor in Korea--there's even a statue of him in the province of Kangang-won-do. That's where my mother grew up." We moved on to Oak Street's boutiques. At Ultimo, as she flipped through racks of pricey clothes, Morena insisted that she's not interested in a wealthy celebrity as her boyfriend. "I wouldn't want somebody like Jack Nicholson, who went through girls like dominoes." Meeting Jack Nicholson may not be so farfetched. We learned over dinner--we'd worked up an appetite after five hours of shopping, zero purchases--that Morena had just finished her first acting job: a small part in Weekend at Bernie's II. We asked where she saw herself in, say, three years. "Living in California, driving a convertible and making movies." And, we'd hasten to bet, shopping on Rodeo Drive.
You are at the top of a mountain. It's just after dawn and the sky is a pale orange. The road ahead looks like a lake frozen in mid-squall, its surface dappled with rocks. There are no tracks to make your passage easier. You lock your feet into the pedals and head down. The terrain blurs and your eyes water. This is mountain biking, and you are the new breed of mountain man. Eighteen years ago, a group of road-racing cyclists created the sport of mountain biking by riding what they called "clunkers"--40-plus-pound bikes with a single gear--down fire trails in California's Marin County. The new sport required lots of bravado but relatively little effort--until it came time for the cyclists to ride their bikes back up. Necessity, as usual, mothered invention, and the tinkerers who take their play seriously got in on the action. Between 1974 and 1981, mountain biking's gestation period, designs improved and gears were added, though only about 3000 bikes were sold. Then it dawned on some unknown cyclist that the fat-tired, tough-spirited mountain bike had another venue: the potholes, broken glass and high curbs of the urban wilderness. It was far more suited to city riding than the fast yet fragile ten-speed road bike. With that vision in mind, two companies, Specialized and Univega, began to mass-produce mountain bikes. In the next six years, every bicycle manufacturer came out with its own version--many had entire lines--and most were ridden on city streets. The industry mushroomed; millions of mountain bikes were sold each year. And with popularity came demand for more sophistication. Despite the sturdy construction of the newer bikes, they did not always provide the most comfortable ride--especially for city pedalers used to urban comforts. So, in 1989, a number of companies began manufacturing bikes with shock-absorbing suspension systems, some patterned after motocross motorcycle designs. Overnight, weekday bicycle commuters became weekend mountain (text concluded on page 136)Wild Bunch(continued from page 108) men, maneuvering the eight-inch curbs of the city and the double diamond runs of ski areas with equal finesse. Today, the shopper looking for a mountain bike faces a multitude of options. There are front-suspended bikes and front-and-rear-suspended bikes, 21-pound carbon-fiber-framed bikes, 23-pound aluminum bikes and 18-pound titanium bikes. Each design and frame material has its individual style of ride and feel. When choosing one for yourself, here are some basic criteria to, consider: First, even the most accomplished rider would have a hard time finding a good bike for under $500. (Those pictured in this feature are ranked among the best and range from $1060 to $6500 as shown.) The type of terrain you'll be riding on most often is an important consideration: A nonsuspension bike is fine for rolling hills and well-maintained city streets, but a bike with at least a front-suspension fork is needed for extremely rocky trails and their urban equivalent. Furthermore, the best mountain bikes have 21 to 24 gears, enabling riders to cover just about any terrain. They also come equipped with gruppos, or packages of components, including derailleurs, gear shifters, brakes and hubs. In the lower prices, say under $1000, look for a proven equipment group such as Shimano's Deore DX. Above $1000, bikes come with three component groups that shed weight while adding durability. These are Suntour's Micro Drive and Shimano's XT and XTR groups. Two of the manufacturers here, Bridgestone and Fisher, take pride in mixing and matching different components and groups. Frames also grow lighter in this price category because of higher-quality double- and triple-butted steel tubing and the use of space-age materials such as carbon fiber, titanium or aluminum alloys. The higher-priced bikes usually come with clipless pedals as standard equipment; however, toe clips work fine for beginning riders--they are easier to get in and out of. While suspension systems add more weight and bulk, they also add an easier ride.
It was 1962, and Hugh Hefner was thinking of a new feature for his eight-year-old Playboy magazine. Sifting through unpublished material, editors obliged with a partial manuscript in which a fledgling journalist named Alex Haley had interviewed jazz trumpeter Miles Davis. The musician spoke less of blue notes than of discord between blacks and whites, and Hef found his words compelling. Haley was dispatched to question Davis further, and when the completed interview appeared in September 1962, it launched what would become an institution: the Playboy Interview. In the ensuing three decades, we have published "candid conversations" with more than 300 notable personalities--box office stars and batting champs, heads of state and assassins, scholars and scoundrels. Eminent journalists who have conducted them include Nat Hentoff, Kenneth Tynan, Tom Wicker, Alvin Toffler and Mike Wallace, In honor of this 30th anniversary, we've culled quotes from our archives--odd zingers, revelations and, on occasion, pretty lousy predictions.
Last January's Super Bowl seemed to have only one dramatic moment: the excruciating pause while the instant-replay refs decided whether Art Monk's right toes were in or out of bounds on an apparent touchdown reception from Mark Rypien. On the field, officials ruled it a good catch, but the video betrayed Monk's misstep. As the Redskins wrote a brilliant ending to their dominant year, piling up points and throttling the Bills, it began to look as if that call would be the only significant play of the game: Monk's diving catch was thought to have saved the instant replay.
She drapes a blanket over you. You begin to nod off. You hear, through that special fog of travel fatigue, "Place it over your nose and mouth and breathe normally." You start to dream, with that voice seductively leading you off, because you know you are in good hands. The flight attendant, after all, has inspired more male fantasies than any other post-industrial worker. Part of this is because of her position: She is in front of 250 people, all facing in the same direction. This does not often happen in nature. Flight attendants are well dressed, highly competent, often extremely attractive women who also seem to be in really good moods. They are never, never, never afraid of flying. This is a winning combination. This is a sexy combination. When a flight attendant walks into a roomful of men who are prone to fell in love, you hear a lot of hearts hit the floor. Flight attendants also live lives that are much more interesting than the rest of ours. They can drink café au lait in Paris in the morning, walk their way across the Atlantic at 35,000 feet and still catch a Bulls home game that evening. They also have the flight-hardened social skills to make all that competence seem, well, less daunting. Trouble is, when you find a flight attendant who captures your heart, chances are you'll never see her again. It was with that in mind that we thought to give you these second looks. An entire new generation of flight attendants has earned wings since the last time we featured them in a Playboy pictorial (Perfect Attendants, May 1980). Figuring it was time to catch up, we dispatched Associate Photographer Steve Conway and Contributing Photographers David Chan and David Mecey to see if our nation's skies were as friendly as ever. Good news, as you'll see here: They are.
After a six-year sit as the sardonic saboteur of current events and of all things political on "Saturday Night Live's" Weekend Update, Dennis Miller has settled into a hotter seat on the front lines of the late-night talk-show wars. And so far, "The Dennis Miller Show," which airs on 134 stations, has claimed a healthy slice of the insomniac set. If Arsenio is "fun, folks and treacle," Miller offers a late-night hour of cultural wisecracking and lethal wit.
Until recently, miniature television sets have primarily been a way to catch instant-replay action at the ballpark or to relieve boredom at the beach. But now that the home-video market is booming, electronics manufacturers have come up with interesting new angles. In addition to having screen sizes of less than five inches, the latest color models incorporate liquid crystal display technology for improved picture quality. Some feature special sensors that adjust screen illumination to meet light conditions, and optional automobile adapters on others make them perfect road-trip companions. The best tiny TVs even have input/output jacks that enable you to connect a camcorder to instantly view your home-video footage--in color.