So far, Robin Givens has had a TV career starring in Head of the Class, a movie career that includes a role in Eddie Murphy's Boomerang and a tabloid career fueled by a divorce from sparring partner Mike Tyson--a split decision that still affects her image. In this issue, Givens goes public about her life and shows off her newfound confidence--not to mention her knockout body. The photographs are by Greg Gorman.
Playboy, (ISSN 0032-1478), September 1994, Volume 41, Number 9, Published Monthly by Playboy, 680 North Lake Shore Drive, Chicago, Illinois 60611. Subscriptions: $29.97 for 12 Issues, U.S. Canada, $43.97 for 12 Issues. All other Foreign, $45 U.S. Currency only, for New and Renewal orders and Change of Address, send to Playboy Subscriptions, P.O. Box 2007, Harlan, Iowa 51537-4007. Please allow 6-8 Weeks for processing, for change of Address, send New and Old Addresses and allow 45 days for change. Postmaster: Send form 3579 to Playboy, P.O. Box 2007, Harlan, Iowa 51537-4007. Advertising: New York: 730 Fifth Avenue, New York 10019; Chicago: 680 North Lake Shore drive, Chicago 60611; West coast: 9242 Beverly Boulevard, Beverly Hills, Ca 90210; Metropolitan Publishers Representatives, Inc.; Atlanta: 3017 Piedmont Road NE, Suite 100, Atlanta, GA 30305; Miami: 2500 South Dixie Highway, Miami, FL 33133; Tampa: 3016 Mason Place, Tampa, FL 33629.
Velvet Sells Department: We're not kidding: The curator of the Elvis museums is Jimmy Velvet, and last summer he auctioned off more than 1000 items from the Presley museums in Memphis, Nashville, Orlando and Honolulu at the Las Vegas Hilton. So it's still one for the money, two for the show.
During the opening credits of Pulp Fiction (Miramax), the screen displays a dictionary definition of the title as "lurid" material. Let that be a warning. Writer-director Quentin Tarantino's previous film, Reservoir Dogs, made faint hearts flutter. But Dogs and even Scorsese's violent Goodfellas look tame next to Tarantino's gory, bleakly comic slice of life about the Los Angeles underworld. Written with bite and brilliantly acted throughout, this anthology of overlapping stories about various crimes-in-progress took the Cannes Film Festival's top prize this past spring and thrusts Tarantino into eminence as a major director.
If you've never heard of Cameron Diaz, wait--you will. Not quite 22, she is Jim Carrey's leading lady in his current movie, The Mask. Hers is one of those Hollywood overnight-success stories: Beautiful model casually goes to read for small role, winds up as moviedom's new rising star. Easy? Not really, Diaz recalls. "It's a $20 million movie, and the studio wanted a woman with a name that would sell overseas. I went back to read with Carrey every day for 12 days. I was getting an ulcer and I couldn't sleep."
Columbia TriStar has begun rolling out its Award Winners collection--classic best picture films remastered for wide-screen posterity. Headlining the new releases are two from director David Lean: the 1957 World War Two epic, The Bridge on the River Kwai, now with juiced-up colors and letterboxing, and the 238-minute Lawrence of Arabia (1962), which includes the featurette Wind, Sand and Star: The Making of a Classic. Both films feature stereo sound and closed-captioning.... Speaking of flashbacks, David Bowie: The Video Collection (Pioneer Artists) reinforces the argument that Bowie's appeal is timeless. The 25-cut disc includes many of the pre-MTV videos that gave Bowie his peculiar cachet. Beware, though: The program may leave you with art school OD.
Lovable redhead weds Cuban bongo-beater, longs to be in showbiz but lacks talent. That's the frothy formula for I Love Lucy: The Very First Show (CBS), the priceless pilot episode lost some 40 years ago and finally found by the widow of Desi's pal Pepito the Clown. Only bummer: no Fred and Ethel.... Thanks to Steven Spielberg, Oskar Schindler is posthumously enjoying his spotlight. Schindler, HBO's illuminating documentary portrait, includes archival footage and present-day interviews with those who knew the list-maker best, among them his widow, Emilie. In color and black-and-white.... Two of the big screen's classiest actors are together again for the first time, thanks to simultaneous releases from MPI: Michael Caine: Breaking the Mold is the story of a cockney turned star, narrated by the bloke himself; and Audrey Hepburn Remembered eulogizes moviedom's most enchanting princess. Ten percent of profits from the latter go to Unicef.
Jerry Seinfeld's video picks go right for the funny bone--sort of. "If I really want to laugh," he says, "I watch The In-Laws for Peter Falk's interpretation of José Greco's De Muertos speech. Or Raging Bull. That's the funniest movie I've ever seen. The most hilarious part is when Cathy Moriarty walks over to the car and says, 'Nice car.' That just cracks me up." Between his NBC series and cross-country touring, Seinfeld finds little time for video viewing. "Still, if I did rent something," admits the observationalist, "it would probably be porn. Because even if it's bad, you're not disappointed."
After A Dozen well-written earlier mysteries, James Lee Burke nails down a breakthrough sizzler with Dixie City Jam (Hyperion). This book is based on the little known historical fact that during World War Two, Nazi submarines would wait at the mouth of the Mississippi River for oil tankers coming from Baton Rouge. In the Nineties, Dave Robicheaux, formerly with the New Orleans Police Department, is offered $10,000 to locate one of the sunken subs for a local Jewish businessman. This assignment plunges Robicheaux into the bizarre and horrifying underworld of neo-Nazi thugs, skinheads and other racists in New Orleans.
To the vitamin-gobbling faithful it was as if the Pope had been revealed as an atheist: On April 14, a front page New York Times headline read Vitamin Supplements are seen as no Guard Against Diseases: Study Upsets View Concerning Heart and Cancer.
It is almost autumn and, whether you are 15 or 50, you can sense that the summer of 1994 is nearly over. School will soon be back in session, and that prospect brings a certain chill to the average male's psyche. Don't worry, gentlemen, it's genetic. Guys of all ages get nervous as September approaches. What boy of summer ever wants to be imprisoned for the upcoming fall, winter and spring?
Four of my close friends are pregnant. All of them are having girls. Extrapolating, this clearly means that 30 percent of women of childbearing age are at this very moment pregnant with girls. And the burning question is: Will these innocent, tiny fetuses grow up to be young women every bit as confused and fucked up as my friends and I are?
In a recent Advisor answer, you told a woman who is bisexual to tell her husband about her girlfriend before springing a ménage à trois. Some time ago, I had something similar happen. I went to the local tavern to drown my sorrows after my fiancée told me that she had been sleeping with women. As I sat there drinking, a tall, voluptuous lady sat next to me and started talking. I was shocked that she was so supportive. Things got deep and we decided to continue our conversation at her place. Once there, as we sat on the couch, I recall accidentally touching her breasts with my arm. That's all it took to set her off. She smothered me with kisses and began to give me head. Wow, could she lick and suck. We found our way to the bedroom, and there, sitting on the bed naked, was my fiancée. She said, "Come and get me." Her friend jumped right in. Needless to say, so did I. Our engagement is still on and we experiment a lot. It's fun, but is it healthy?--H. C., Jackson, Wyoming.
Dr. Judith Reisman, a former songwriter for Captain Kangaroo, got a grant to hunt for kid-porn images in Playboy. Failing at that, she has now come up with a new charge, which she delivered to a crowd of 300 American Family Association of Michigan members:
Of the 2400 firefighters in the Los Angeles County Fire Department, 11 are women. To protect their frail sensibilities, the city came up with a broad sexual harassment policy that banned sexual material--specifically Playboy--from all work locations, including dormitories, rest rooms and lockers.
We thought it was time you explored the computer sex phenomenon for yourselves. To help you on your way, we culled this list of sexually oriented computer bulletin boards from Joy of Cybersex, Online Access and Eidos, a journal of free expression. Most of these boards have pictures (GIFS), stories and online chat areas, and all require credit cards. Users must be at least 18 years old and, of course, must have a computer with a modem. Call us if you find any Playboy images; they're unauthorized. Don't call us to find out how to connect. For that, ask a buddy, call your local computer store or buy a book. Enjoy.
Why is everyone so squeamish about killing criminals? The death penalty for habitual offenders is preferable to the "three strikes and you're out" fad that is now federal policy and is about to become the law in almost every state.
His office on Sunset Boulevard in West Hollywood is tastefully furnished with white couches, a vase filled with tulips and, appropriately, many telephones. Using one, David Geffen tells a secretary to hold his calls, "except," he says, "anybody calling back about tomorrow night."
The sun was burning the dew off the lawn in front of John Stanfa's Medford, New Jersey home as the 53-year-old Mob boss left his house. He and his son, Joseph, 23, were on their way to work. It was early morning and their driver had just pulled his slightly beat-up 1976 Cadillac Seville up the driveway. Stanfa, balding, with thick, sloping shoulders and a broad chest, eased into the front passenger seat. Joe sat in the back. This was how they went to work every morning. They left the house at the same time, took the same route to work, rode in the same car. On August 31, 1993, the routine nearly killed them.
Say what you will about bisexuality," said Woody Allen. "You have a 50 percent better chance of finding a date on Saturday night." Indeed, as Basic Instinct showed us, the possibilities are endless. From curious college undergrads to gender-benders to icons such as Madonna and k.d. lang, it's a whole new ball game out there--with or without the balls--as women experiment with the changing rules and roles of sex play. At the front of the pack is the bisexual woman--a pleasure-seeker who shuns labels in pursuit of carnal attraction in all its forms. She is the ultimate rule breaker. There have always been bisexual women, of course. But until recently, they never quite fit in: Lesbians were wary of them because they like to sleep with men. Yet because they also slip between the sheets with women, many straight guys didn't know what to make of them. The media and gay activists, meanwhile, charged them with sitting on the fence. We say bisexual women enjoy the best of both worlds--and why not? Both have so much to offer. "If I handn't had sex with women, my sex life wouldn't have improved with men," explains Angeline Straatman, a bisexual New York fashion model and safe-sex advocate. "Many of the things that excite women also excite men. Why choose between them when I can have both?" Hugh Hefner, an emblem of the heterosexual lifestyle, has this to say about the bi bunch: "If you are sexually adventurous, then I don't think heterosexuality should preclude you from trying whatever is out there."
The first time he'd heard it he didn't know what it was. He thought back to that time, those years ago. Was it a cannon? He had never heard a cannon, but he sensed that that was not what he'd heard, and it was not a gunshot, though it could have been, he thought, to someone who had never heard a gunshot, it was that sharp. Like a whip, he thought, the world's biggest bullwhip. And he remembered how he'd stopped, deep in the woods, and waited and heard it again.
IN Matters of fashion, women like change while guys take comfort in consistency. That's why modifications in men's clothes are evolutionary, not revolutionary. Attention to detail is what separates the well dressed from the wannabes who are trying to get by with last year's looks. Keep these fashion fine points in mind as you check what's coming in the months ahead. Suits and sports jackets: According to designer Joseph Abboud, the three-button single-breasted is the top seller, and it accounts for about 35 percent of all of his company's suit and sports jacket sales. Consider a slimmed-down, slightly fitted style called nuova forma that Armani initiated in his line last spring. Also think comfort and try one of the new textured-tweed jackets that are lightweight enough to be worn over a sweater. The six-button, two-to-button double-breasted will replace the one-to-button look. The new "convertible" sports jacket that goes from a three-button to a five-button look with a banded-collar neckline is a style that works best on a trim man and when worn as an overjacket with sportswear. Colors for both tailored and casualwear will be earth tones (especially brown and rust shades), while midnight blues and speckled grays are mainly for suits. Fabrics will be more textured. Even your basic sincere suit--a conservative pinstripe--will have a textured weave rather than a flat surface. Shirts and ties: Moderate-spread collars are making a comeback, and for a good reason: The latest ties are being made of heavier fabrics, and the resulting thick knots fit a spread-collar shirt better. White is still right, but also pick up some plaids or checks in grays and tans to alleviate that Frosty the Snowman winter pallor. Sportswear: Bulky sweaters that hang straight at the waist are the hot look, especially when worn with no-pleat corduroys or jeans-cut pants. Outerwear: The classic peacoat has resurfaced in a variety of styles from bold plaids to distressed leather. Our favorite is the shearling model by Victor Victoria shown in this feature. Since the price is $2250, make sure that it fits.
Last spring the NFL owners decided that real men don't kick field goals. Point totals were down again in 1993. Everybody blamed those skinny Euro-style booters who split the uprights, put three on the board and high-five in the wrong language. NFL placekickers converted a record-setting 673 field goals last season, nearly a quarter of all points scored. Maybe they should do the World Cup every year, and keep those guys off the gridiron.
Her roommate calls her Dishevelina because she sometimes seems frazzled by life. OK, Kelly Gallagher may spend a half hour searching her apartment for keys she left in the door, but don't interpret that as a sign that she is losing it. Miss September knows precisely where she is headed. "My mother is a designer and she has her own business. That's my ultimate goal, to have my very own store."
After trying unsuccessfully for months to collect an overdue bill, the town grocer sent an emotional letter to the deadbeat along with a picture of his young daughter. Underneath he had written, "Here's the reason I need the money."
We Were probably the only rock-and-roll band the ever caught itself watching MacNeil/Lehrer in the bus before a show. I don't recall any nudity, though I suppose I took some showers. As for drugs--although Al would occasionally hark back to an earlier time by saying something cool like, "When (continued on page 134)Remainders/Blount(continued from page 109) does this effect take stuff?"--it was predominantly a natural-high tour, except for beer, occasional beta blockers and the inevitable natural lows.
In the summer of 1971, when I was 23 and had been married less than a year, something unpleasant happened to me in Sebec Lake. I won't say I almost drowned, because I don't know that I did. What I do know is that I gave myself a hell of a scare, one I still remember vividly half a lifetime later.
David Caruso is a master of eye contact. Whether playing Detective John Kelly on TV's "NYPD Blue" or just being himself, Caruso tilts his carrot-topped Irish mug downward, then slowly looks up and--boom--you're in his headlights. This gaze of serene menace coupled with infinite empathy explains why legions of female fans (and a majority of the media) have anointed Caruso the sex symbol of the season. That, fine scripts and exceptional acting--plus the fact that Caruso bared his butt in the first episode--have helped make the latest Steven Bochco cop show a hit. Caruso came by his role after playing another stand-up cop to perfection in "Mad Dog and Glory." Before that Caruso was in films such as "An Officer and a Gentleman" and the male-bonding classic "King of New York." At Caruso's last-minute invitation, Contributing Editor David Rensin met with the actor for dinner at a hilltop restaurant on a foggy Los Angeles night. Says Rensin, "Caruso ordered mineral water but didn't like the taste. He asked for a salad but ate only two bites of it. By the time the pasta was served he had lost his appetite. As with everything else, Caruso worries over his food."
The videocassette recorder has just turned 18, and brother, has it grown. The latest models incorporate functions never dreamed of back in 1976, including the ability to both diagnose ills (Zenith offers this on several models) and automatically set the clock (it's Sony that has finally eliminated the blinking 12:00). Pressing a button on VCRs by Mitsubishi, Toshiba and JVC not only starts the tape, but also turns on the TV and sets it to the channel you want to record. And if you've lost your remote control and owner's manual, the new RCA models walk you through basic programming operations with a graphics display. Technology doesn't get more user-friendly than this. Furthermore, fierce competition for the replacement/second VCR market is forcing prices of full-featured models way down. Here's a look at what your bucks can buy today--and it's a lot.
Once I Moved through life as if I were on a European highway. I traveled fast, feeling secure that my lane was designed and built just for me. It enticed me, engaged me, excited me. There were no bumps or obstacles, no wrecks or detours. I knew where I was headed. I had no reason to think that would change.
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Hesitant to try in-line skating for fear of kissing concrete? Well, breathe easy, blade runner. New braking systems on skates by Rollerblade and Oxygen feature mechanisms that automatically bring you to a halt when you perform a simple foot movement (described below). Oxygen has introduced another innovative feature called Autorock, which lets you easily adjust your wheels for greater speed and maneuverability. Wayne Gretzky's signature skate, the Great One by Ultra Wheels, is specially ventilated to keep your socks dry. And K2's ultracool line of skates includes racing models with soft sneaker-style uppers that can be warmed in an oven to conform perfectly to your feet. Once shaped, they will retain that form permanently.
Buckeye the Elder--When buckeye the pantyhose salesman comes by to court simone, he promptly breaks her little brother's collarbone. Then the entire family falls in love. Winner of Playboy's college fiction contest