
Playmate of the Month articles are usually written by magazine staffers. But once in a great while, a foldout model with a knack for writing pens it herself. Juliette Fretté writes very well—although the phrase “dying my hair” should have been “dyeing my hair.” Am I a hopeless nerd for being distracted even for a moment from a beautiful woman by a misspelling?Now more than ever, I can explain why a feminist would appear in Playboy: because it’s fun. It’s creative. And I feel like it. And that adds to my joy and empowers me as a human being.But the biggest cultural watershed in a very watershed Playmate spread has to be an item in her list of turnoffs: “being a pussy.” This is not contempt for the female anatomy but a qualified appreciation of, um, cockiness as an androgynous virtue. Camille Paglia has fairly criticized the feminist movement for its grim obsession with words. But in Fretté, womankind shows itself to be the co-creator of language rather than its victim.
What’s more, it freshens my perspective on my book. Ah, yes, my book—the climax to this entire journey!
Yeah, I had to end with a bang. I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.
Posted by Brian Sorgatz at 11:34 AM
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