Did any decade burn as bright as the 1960s? Among the miniskirts, sitars, free love, morning glory and social upheaval, the case against it is a hard one to make. Bill Zehme takes us for a saucy visual stroll through the decade that changed everything in Why We Love the '60s. That spirit of vibrant change is still alive, of course, most noticeably in the art world. And today's most exciting art comes not from the galleries but from the streets. Art critic Dave Hickey investigates in The New Modern Art. Investigation seems to be in the air these days, especially with a new Sherlock Holmes film in theaters. To celebrate, this month's fashion, Scotland Yard Style, is dedicated to the neo-Victorian look, with firebrand photographer David Bailey doing what he does best: capturing simplicity and timelessness. Still celebrating the passage of time, we move on to Tara
As a comics historian, I can tell you the matriarch of the Simpsons posing for playboy is nothing new (The Devil in Marge Simpson, November). "Clean" cartoonists have for decades been drawing erotically charged visions, usually for private viewing. The most infamous is Joe Shuster, co-creator of Superman, who in the 1950s put a couple who closely resemble the Man of Steel and Lois Lane into a variety of creative S&M scenes. Could that be next for Marge and Homer? Craig Yoe Peekskill, New York'
It is great to see playboy reporting on the tragic drug war unfolding at and across our border in such places as El Paso, Texas and Juarez, Mexico (A Weird Calm at the Edge of the Abyss, November). Most Americans don't realize more people die each day in these border cities than in many of the battle zones of Iraq and Afghanistan. Distant wars are easier for Americans to compartmentalize morally than ones that implicate our own lifestyles, laws and consumption habits. The American media largely ignore the carnage unless the body count reaches double digits or the cocaine weighs more than a ton. And since the Mexicans and dozens of Americans who are massacred happen to be brown skinned, the U.S. government seems to feel little responsibility. Howard Campbell El Paso, Texas
I had become concerned over the past few months because the Rabbit Head hidden on the cover of each issue was becoming less of a challenge to find, at least for me. But the October cover proves you have not lost your touch. Whoever hid that bunny is an evil genius. My husband still hasn't found it, and I won't let him see the hint in the table of contents.
John H. Richardson's The Woman Who Could Think Herself Off! (November) is a fascinating read. The findings of the Rutgers University team led by Barry Komisaruk should (but probably won't) put to rest the debate over whether all female orgasms originate with the clitoris. As he and others have found, female sexual response is so complex some of us can climax without direct stimulation of any part of the genitals. However, does the highly orgasmic Traci or any of the
Kevin Cook's article on the Oakland Raiders (Bad to the Bone, October) describes how pro football is meant to be played. We had a guy here in Chicago who would have fit right in with those guys. His name was Dick Butkus. Today's game is filled with whiny wide receivers and prima donna quarterbacks.
1 just opened the November issue, and all I can say is "Wow!"—it's your best in years. Alina Puscau, the remembrance of Farrah Fawcett, innovative verse by Stephen King (The Bone Church) and a Playmate, Kelley Thompson (Lone Star), who has natural breasts and pubic hair, just like the Centerfolds in 1973, when 1 became a playboy reader.
Meet Sarah, a California girl who could make any beach boy happy. A model for the likes of Dreamgirl lingerie, Rockstar Energy Drink and Ed Hardy, she grew up in Burbank, roots for the Lakers and likes to finish sentences with "fer sure." She's also a skilled wave rider. "A guy who can surf is a huge turn-on for me," she tells us, "but he has to be better than I am." When it comes to mood music, Sarah goes for Beyonce. "She is the best performer out there. I've been practicing 'Single Ladies' in my bedroom, and I have all the moves down, fer sure." We would love to be a fly on that wall. Before the ink is dry on this issue of playboy, Sarah will be shooting for a full-on pictorial. Stay tuned for more in an upcoming issue.
The original Ocean's 11 turns 50 in 2010. We can envision the pitch meeting. Scene: a Hollywood executive conference room filled with Lucky Strike smoke, circa late 1950s.... "Okay, let's gather Sinatra, Dino and their buddies, send them to Vegas, dress 'em up cool as hell, throw in some gorgeous broads, toss in a thin scam plot along with endless booze and let the cameras roll!" Here's how to cop the look Danny Ocean (Sinatra) sports in the original movie poster, a style that's back in thanks to the success of Mad Men: Gray wool sharkskin Mad Men Edition two-button Brooks Brothers suit, S998; white cotton point-collar dress shirt by Van Heusen, 540; black solid tie by Band of Outsiders, $135; white Irish linen handkerchief by Orvis, set of three for $59; black plain-toe oxfords by Alden, $546.
Fretabricated homes have come a long way from the tract houses of yore. Architect Daniel Libeskind has designed a new breed of modular masterpieces with dramatic, jagged lines and eco-conscious renewable energy sources. His Villa model has solar thermal panels built into its zinc facade, a rainwater-harvesting system, a high-efficiency heat pump, a basement sauna and a wine cellar. These prefab palaces can be shipped and built anywhere, but they don't come cheap: The cost is S2.8 million to $4.2 million, so don't plan on pocketing any of the money those state-of-the-art solar panels will save you on your electric bill.
Meet Tracy Anderson, a one-woman phenom whose goal is to populate the world with excruciatingly hot female bodies. Never heard of her? Your girlfriend has. The exclusive trainer for Gwyneth and formerly for Madonna, Tracy started out as a dancer who had weight problems. She designed a computer program to help her stay in shape, and now she has fitness systems, fitness DVDs, etc. Her technique? "To strengthen the smaller muscle groups so that these muscles can pull in the larger muscles," resulting in "toned and defined bodies with smooth and firm skin." Check out tracyandersonmethod.com with your lovely. She can get started on her workout; you can look at pics of Tracy.
In a victory for analog aficionados everywhere, Polaroid instant film is making a comeback in 2010. First released in 1948, the film spawned a photographic aesthetic that many in their 30s and 40s grew up with, and it's not just for family-picnic snapshots. The film's stark exposure has long been a favorite of erotically inclined pro shooters like Terry Richardson. Polaroid halted production of the film in 2008, but the uproar by fanatics prompted the company to team with analog activists the Impossible Project to reproduce the white-bordered instant classic. Think about it: It's way more fun than taking pictures of her with your iPhone.
The best part of apres-ski is not the hot tub. It's watching your snow bunny undress. She's wearing a lot of layers, so it takes time. As her top hits the floor you utter, "Beautiful mountains." She says, "You think you've got what it takes to ski these expert slopes?" Finally she gets to the last bit, the long underwear ($20, jockey.com). A woman who feels sexy in long underwear is a woman we love. Got your lift ticket?
Lettersofnote.com is a blog that displays the fascinating missives of famous people, from Al Franken to Mark Twain—some cute, some funny, some pure vitriol. Pictured here: an expletive-filled note from Hunter S. Thompson to Holly Sorensen, a Hollywood producer who had bought the film rights to Thompson's novel The Rum Diary and then left the project on the shelf. The letter begins, "Okay, you lazy bitch...." CC'd are Johnny Depp, Benicio Del Toro and Nick Nolte. Infuriated that the producer is not making progress on the film, Hunter ends the letter, "I'm in a mood to chop your fucking hands off." The movie never got made in his lifetime. It comes out later this year, with Depp starring.
Certain drinks are mandatory in certain bars: a bellini in Harry's Bar in Venice, a bloody mary at the St. Regis bar in Manhattan. One of our favorite bars is the Sazerac Room at the Roosevelt hotel in New Orleans, which has finally been restored and reopened after Hurricane Katrina. It's a classic 1920s lounge with mahogany walls and an elegant vibe. The speciality de la maison is the Ramos gin fizz, a delectable (but deadly) concoction of gin, orange flower water and egg white (among other ingredients). Louisiana governor Huey Long drank his gin fizzes in the Sazerac Room, and so should you.
me custom vehicle as art piece can be traced to the hot rods of the 1930s, with its renaissance being Ed "Big Daddy" Roth's Rat Fink rides of the 1960s. The idea is, a work of art isn't any less a work of art just because it has an engine in Jt it. The latest: Ian Barry's Falcon Motorcycles. Barry re-creates vintage
According to a new study by Contraception magazine, men who use the pull-out method get their partners pregnant four percent of the time, which is about the same rate as men who use condoms. (Note: Accidents with condoms are almost always due to human error.) In other birth control news, scientists from the University of Sheffield in the U.K. say birth control pills suppress women's interest in "masculine" men, making "boyish" men more attractive. The theory holds that women prefer rugged he-man types during the time they ovulate each month, but when they are not fertile (as in when they're taking the pill), they prefer men who have boyish faces and "caring personalities." Damn you, Zac Efron!
One of the most comprehensive collections of rock photography ever presented, Who Shot Rock & Roll—open now at the Brooklyn Museum-features more than 175 photos that offer a glimpse into the psyches of your favorite rock gods. The exhibit runs through January 31 and features multimedia presentations and a soundtrack by Blondie's Chris Stein. If you can't make it, pick up the companion book ($40) by exhibit curator Gail Buck-land, available through brooklynmuseum.org.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle created fictional British detective Sherlock Holmes in 1887, and the wily character and his trusty physician sidekick John Watson became legendary. After four hugely popular novels, 56 short stories and scads of big- and small-screen incarnations, the story sees director Guy Ritchie and star Robert Downey Jr. morph the brainy, complex Holmes into a sword-wielding martial arts expert. In Sherlock Holmes, Downey, Jude Law (as Watson) and Rachel McAdams (as a mysterious beauty) are up to their necks in occult murders instigated by Lord Blackwood, played by Mark Strong. Will the film please worldwide Holmes aficionados? "The movie may be unlikely to satisfy Holmes purists, but if you can reinvent Shakespeare, you can reinvent Arthur Co-nan Doyle," says Strong. "Audiences who want something different will enjoy it."
THE WOLFMAN In this period remake Benicio Del Toro is a brooding aristocrat by day, but by night he morphs into a savage beast who slaughters British villagers. Anthony Hopkins adds to the mystery as his dad.
AMBER VALLETTA has given good face to ads for Louis Vuitton, Calvin Klein and Versace. She made an impression as a ghost in What Lies Beneath and in bed with Michael Keaton in The Last Time (pictured). Next she plays a mother whose kid accidentally downloads CIA code from the web in The Spy Next Door.
FX, which put itself on the map with guy-friendly dramas such as The Shield and Sons of Anarchy, is now making a play to be known as the network for smart dudes who want tn launh Ttc; newest entrv. the animated Archer, revolves
Has any woman been photographed as often as Madonna? Maybe Mona Lisa, but she had a big head start. Madonna: Sticky and Sweet is an inside job, a set of tour photos by her manager and friend Guy Oseary. What Oseary's images lack in daring they gain in intimacy, capturing backstage views of the singer and the small village of performers who make up her stage show. The Roberto Cavalli and Dolce & Gabbana costumes dazzle, but
"Fun With Problems," the opening story in this collection of the same name, follows a small-town lawyer as he seduces a brittle young psychologist. The chase is clinched when he gives her a sudden violent slap. The morning after, she starts to cry as he's leaving. "Walking out to tears," he thinks. "So dispiriting." There isn't much to make spirits soar in the stories that follow, either; after all, few writers have trolled the dark corners of humanity as effectively as Robert Stone (Dog Soldiers, Damascus Gate). The appeal of his aging male protagonists is that despite their thick coats of bitterness they are filled with longing—secret romantics who pursue inappropriate women inappropriately. Stone has a playful way with low language: When a wife tells her antisocial husband
Shh. Bayonetta just woke up and she's all fired up. This' mysterious witch has ed to life in the modern d after hundreds of rs of slumber. And ^believe us, she's no worse for wear. Wielding titanic, magical powers, her battle against the forces of heaven continues, although the reasons for doing so are
BEST WRITING Grand Theft Auto: Liberty City Stories (360) Without the writing, the GTA games would be empty sociopathy. With it, they're some of the best interactive fiction ever made. Runners-up: Uncharted 2, Brutal Legend, House of the Dead: Overkill. BEST ACTING Brutal Legend (360, PS3) Jack Black plaso_/,<- . a roadie pulled into the mythical land of Heavy Metal. Enough said. Ru ners-up: Uncharted 2, Grand Theft Auto: Liberty City Stories, Batman Arkham Asylum. BEST ART DIRECTION Beatles Rock Band (360, PS3J Wii) Music games don't need lush, labor-of-love visuals, but they sure don't hurt. Runners-up: Flower, Brutal Legend, MadWorld. BEST ACTION Batman: Arkham Asylum (360, PC, PS3, Wii) The perfect blend of stealth, puzzle and brawl. Stunning. Runners-up: DJ Hero, Uncharted 2, Ratchet & Clank Future: A Crack in Time. BEST MULTIPLAYER Left 4 Dead 2 (360, PC) New zombies, new survivors, new modes, good times. Runners-up: Modern Warfare 2, Street Fighter 4, Beatles Rock Band. BEST INDIE GAME Flower (PS3) No guns, no bad guys, no stress. We like. Runners-up: Splosion Man, Shadow Complex, Drop 7. BEST HANDHELD GAME GTA: Chinatown Wars (DS, PSP) Hey, kids, drug dealing is both fun and lucrative! Runners-up: Rock Band Unplugged, Mario and Luigi: Bowser's Inside Story, Peggie Dual Shot.
Uncharted 2: Among Thieves (PS3) A classic example of why sequel is not a dirty word in the game industry, this one simply gets everything right and fixes the few missteps made in the excellent original. In the wrong hands, the addition of co-op and versus multiplayer could have felt tacked on, and the ping-ponging between gameplay styles could have been confusing or awkward. Instead it feels natural, thrilling and like a big step toward video games as mass-market entertainment. Runners-up: Batman: Arkham Asylum, Beatles Rock Band, Modern Warfare 2.
Sometimes you want to cocoon with yourtunes; othertimes you want to share them. iHome's iHMP5 headphones ($70, ihomeaudio .com) let you do both without lugging two sets of gear. Swivel the ear cups, then click them together and they turn into a rudimentary set of speakers.
Modern-day gin evolved from the 17th century Dutch spirit genever. Lucas Bols started making genever in 1664, and by the 1800s taverns across the globe were lousy with the stuff— until gin's rampant popularity eclipsed it. These days genever is a rarity. Or it was until Bols recently reissued its original recipe ($40), which at 84 proof is rounded and friendly and mixes well with citrus.
We've been fans of Sonos's intuitive and easy-to-set-up multiroom digital music system since we first saw it in 2005. With two additions to the product line, now it's even better. First, a smart touch-screen remote ($350) that controls music from anywhere in the house. Second, the ZonePlayer S5 ($400, sonos.com), the first Sonos music receiver ^^^ with built-in speakers (previous models hooked into
The stock market. Your mortgage. The goddamn Redskins. Earthquakes. Impotence. Politicians. Baldness. Rejection. Computer problems. Commutes. Pollution. Baby seals. Morons. The IRS. Make the indignities of life
On May 24, 1962 Scott Carpenter put on a specially designed Breitling with a 24-hour dial. Later that day it became the first watch to travel into outer space. Since then the Cosmonaute has been a mainstay of Breitling's luxury-timepiece line. In honor of the company's 125th anniversary, it is doing a limited run of gorgeously redesigned Cosmonautes like the one pictured at left ($6,575, breitling.com).
Laptops are shrinking every year, but anyone who wants to travel even lighter (and is comfortable with the vagaries of free-range computing) can scoot along with next to nothing and still keep key files on hand. PortableApps (portableapps.com) is a free open-source Windows-based system that allows you to pack any USB flash drive full of useful applications and personal data. Once your drive is loaded you can walk up to the most stripped-down, ass-backward PC anywhere in the world, pop in your flash drive and gain instant access to
I've come up with a way couples can have sexy fun using Twitter. Let's say you need to be punished. Send a text message to a person you are following on Twitter and ask him or her to spank you. If the recipient is willing to honor your request, set your phone to vibrate and stick it in your back pocket or under a butt cheek. The spanker should then send this tweet: "@twitteruser has spanked :)" Your phone will vibrate, which is your "tweetspanking." I even got the word added to urbandictionary.com.—P.M., Columbus, Ohio
Anile of thumb: It's cool for guys to go for a spa getaway but only if there's a bar. Which the new Spa of the Rockies has. Just west of Vail and Aspen, in tiny Glen-wood Springs, it also boasts the largest mineral hot-springs pool in the world. A far cry from John Denver's earnest warbles, the spa is coed but has taken steps to ensure that mountain men will be content. The rooms in the newly renovated circa-1888 sandstone bathhouse have been kitted out with flat-screen TVs, and it offers special massage treatments designed for fellows in need of R&R. Couples treatments are also available, or men can unwind solo with a mineral soak in the wood-paneled locker room. Grab a "cab" at the poolside grill or get a workout in the athletic club. The hot-springs pool spans the length of two city blocks and stays at 90 degrees year-round, so it's well worth a ski-trip detour. Is anything better than watching a snowstorm steam up your hot tub of love, along with a bottle of red? ($139 to $309 a night, hotspringspool.com) —J.P.S.
Along with the milkman, the socla jerk, the shoe shiner and the newspajwr Ijov. the neighborhood barber seemed to have vanished. In these economically addled times, however, with men looking for ways to cut back, hot towels, straight-razor shaves and classic cuts (with a complimentary Guinness or scotch) are increasingly in demand. Think of the barbershop as an affordable way to pass some time and get
"If Petrosino had died a president or an emperor, no deeper or truer show of feeling could have been manifested than was shown by the 200,000 citizens who lined the sidewalks." —The New York Times, April 13, 1909
<p>Growing up in Running Springs, California, a tiny mountain community overlooking the San Bernardino National Forest, Heather Rae Young spent an idyllic childhood "learning good small-town values and a strong work ethic from my parents," as she puts it. She took dance lessons, skied, built snowmen and hiked with her dogs. There was just one problem: Heather always dreamed of becoming a model, and to make that happen she had to come down off her mountaintop. "One day I went online and found out about the 55th Anniversary Casting Call at the Playboy Mansion in 2008," she says. "I freaked because I think it's every girl's dream to go to the Mansion and see what it's like. So I did!" Smart move, Heather. She landed a callback, shot a couple of times for PlayboyGirls.com, and voila, her career took flight. "It happened so fast that I'm stunned," admits the quickly rising bikini-and-lingerie model (whom keen playboy aficionados will also recognize from last September's feature Lounge Acts). She's beginning to call her own shots. Nothing can top the thrill of showing off her skills for a full-on Centerfold, however, especially as Miss February—our valentine Playmate. "I'm so thrilled to be representing the love month because I have tons of love in my life," says the 22-year-old, a gorgeous smile blossoming across her face. "I loved playboy when I was growing up in those mountains, and now look at me: I'm Miss February! Unbelievable."</p>
Despite the industry gloom and doom, extraordinary things are happening in the car business. Ford is leading an American comeback. Fiat, of all automakers, is saving Chrysler. The VW Group, now number three in the world, bought Porsche. Mighty Toyota has been blindsided by quality issues, including a wayward floor mat. And Korean carmakers are surging. We're witnessing tremendous progress in safety innovation, affordable horsepower and, most of all, fuel-efficient technology. With such heated competition among brands, there's tremendous value available to the consumer, playboy will always look for style and high performance. We've traveled the globe, driving everything on wheels. Here are our picks for 2010.
What's better than having a Centerfold shake her stuff? Having seven Centerfolds shake their stuff. The hottest act on stage is our new Playmate Dancers. The squad recently rolled out its first live performance in front of 300 delighted guests at the Key Club in Los Angeles, with a routine that paired the Playmates' sexy moves with chart hits and jazzy theatrical numbers. Want to see the sultry seven trip the light fantastic? They can be booked to perform by contacting Playmate Promotions.
Dr. Frank Luntz, author and political pollster, writes about his adventures running a Playmate focus group in his new book, What Americans Really Want... Really. In the passage "What Playboy Playmates Really Want in Men (and Why I'm Still Single)" he offers tips from his shapely subjects, such as "Women
Five years ago this month Amber Campisi came out of her father's Italian restaurant (Campisi's in Dallas) and into our lives. We'll never forget her pictorial, in which she poured olive oil all over her body. These days she's determined to learn the family recipes and cook at Campisi's. Amber already eats most of her meals there. "It doesn't hurt that it's free and I don't have to do the dishes," she says. Is the food good? On more than one occasion Hef has requested her to freeze and ship pizzas to the Mansion.
We enjoy a good visual pun. Kven more so when it involves Miss February 1990 Pamela Anderson. PETA's new commercial, "Cruelty Doesn't Fly," stars Pam as a sexy airport security guard who strips passengers of their clothes made from leather, fur or animal skin. Also appearing arc Steve-O and Andy Dick. The commercials were meant to run in 48 airports on the CNN Airport Network, but they were pulled. See why at playboy.com/pmblog.
One of the busiest gals in Playmate-land is Miss April 2009 Hope Dworaczyk. She has parlayed her experience as a Centerfold and as host of E!'s Inside Fashion into roles on CSI: Miami and Ugly Betty. What's next? She just started filming a big role in a hush-hush Hollywood flick. The only hint we can give is this: Think Jessica Alba in Sin City.
Bill McKibben's bogus theory of man-made global warming ("Big Boom Theory," October) is more dangerous to our planet than natural climate change. Mass hysteria sells books. See Time or Newsweek circa 1974 for reports on the dangers of man-made global cooling. Richard Deresz San Antonio, Texas
I'm pleased to see your report on New Bethel Church in Louisville, which allows its parishioners to carry firearms ("Piece Be With You," Newsfront, October). However, those who argue the policy is anti-Christian are mistaken. In fact, Christianity, Islam and Judaism
In September you write, in response to a reader's letter about the Employee Free Choice Act, "The act allows workers to vote for a union by secret ballot or by 'card check' (an open election). It places the decision in the hands of workers rather than management." If the National Labor Relations Board verifies that at least 50 percent of employees have signed authorization cards, the secret ballot election is bypassed and a union is automatically formed. I have been a playboy reader for 30 years and
In "Why Are We Unhappy?" (September), Curtis White suggests Arthur Schopenhauer as a moral guide. But Schopenhauer was a pessimist. Instead, we should look to Baruch Spinoza, the philosopher of joy. He instructs us to accept and enjoy. A good example is reading piayboy. A follower of Schopenhauer would be frustrated because he can't have the women in the magazine. A follower of Spinoza admires the
The Pirate Party, a political manifestation of anger over anti-file-sharing efforts, announced it would field candidates in the next British elections. The party started four years ago in Sweden as a reaction to police raids on Pirate Bay and other peer-to-peer services. The party wants to
An internal NYPD memo reveals a new department policy that appears to violate Fourth Amendment rights. The memo outlines a plan intended to create a database of cell phones. But the way the data are collected has civil liberties groups up in arms: Any time a cop makes an arrest, he or she is to take apart the suspect's phone, remove the battery and log the International Mobile Equipment Identity number, a serial number that can be used to track call histories and other data—the type of information that normally requires a warrant to obtain. "It looks like they're doing this to circumvent the warrant process," says Christopher Dunn of the local civil liberties union.
Two minor recent events highlight the disturbing extent to which the law increasingly works for the Man—or at least for powerful media entities. In September, anticorporate provocateurs the Yes Men created a parody of the New York Post
Last fall the Obama administration sent a memo directing the Department of Justice to stop hassling medical marijuana users and providers. Going forward, prosecutors "should not focus federal resources in your states on individuals whose actions are in clear and unambiguous compliance with existing state laws providing for the medical use of marijuana. Prosecution of individuals with serious illnesses who use marijuana as part of a treatment regimen, or those caregivers in clear compliance with existing state law who provide such individuals with marijuana, is unlikely to be an efficient use of limited resources."
Send someone to 31 Spooner Street to make sure Peter Griffin hasn't had a heart attack. He who made the phrase side boob popular is used to a peek of the outside of a breast. To top it off. SOPHIE MONK slips a nip. Wicked.
What a sexy, classic name. The only other Lucinda we can think of is singer Lucinda Williams. According to the Social Security Administration, the name doesn't rank in the top 1.000 of this decade, and we got zero hits for Lucinda in the Cyber Club, so we'll say it—Ms. Farrell is the sexiest Lucinda in the world. We'll be happy if you can prove us wrong.
Here's KATY PERRY on the set of her new video "Starstrukk." And no, this is not an homage to the scene in Dirty Dancing in which Johnny Castle and Baby practice lifts in the water. Doesn't ring a bell? Congratulations, you're a straight male.
That's what we assume EVE is wearing on her chest—along with the paw prints— on her way to the Toronto Film Festival's premiere of Whip It. Guess which of the following was her roller derby name in the movie: (a) Smashley Simpson, (b) Jaba the Slut, (c) Eva Destruction, (d) Rosa Sparks or (e) Juana Beat'n. Answer: (d).