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Playboy, October 1959

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Following on from last night’s quick ‘pulp fiction’ cover, I’ve been searching for covers from vintage men’s magazines in order to do another replication. More care taken with this one, and model Rowena sports a 1950s ‘bob’ hairstyle (I think) as well as lingerie that recalls yesteryear.

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And the original cover looked like this : –

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Hugh

 

The Lady from L.U.S.T

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Hi.

One of the great pleasures of my life is reading pulp fiction. I go to flea markets, second-hand bookshops, boot-sales and any where else I can imagine to buy (for very little money) pulp fiction novels. My collection now runs to several thousand titles, believe it or not, although the market value might be a few hundred dollars at most.

I love them for their ‘sleazy’ plot-lines (‘she took a quick puff of his reefer and descended into hell’) and of course the ‘sexploitation’ covers. I’ll buy a book based on the cover alone.

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What’s better is that they’re ideal for updating in the context of Second Life. The original cover is above, and my (very quickly done) revision, in the context of SL, is below.

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I didn’t bother to make my model (Karen) ‘perfect’ in the the frame. I’ve not properly cut her out of her posed shot to place in the cover. It’s very imperfect. I just did this exceptionally quickly (5 minutes) to see if there’s any of you might like to see SL models ‘re-cast’ in old pulp fiction covers. Old pulp fiction, married to new SL models, would very readily work. If you want more, properly done, let me know.

 

Hugh

 

Something slightly different.

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I visit a website called ‘Arouse your passion‘. It provides links to all manner of e-books, and I occasionally download books on musical topics, jazz mostly, as I’m learning to love the music, courtesy of the RL Mr.Keng, and am trying to get some sort of framework in which to understand it. The history, the circumstances, etc.

Of course, it also provides links to other books, pulp fiction mostly, and I was amused by the following title…

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Well, I guess we were all ‘tormented virgins’, sooner or later in life, once upon a time. And, sadly, there’s many women who’ve been in positions where something cherished has been lost too early, given up too easily, often drunkenly or forced. But that’s a topic for another day.

I googled, and Amazon tells me it was published in 1963, but I’m guessing that at 75c in today’s money, it would still probably be over-priced.

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Anyway, more than the cover and the title, I was taken by a snippet of text on the website. I quote..

A man, bald-headed and paunchy, yelled for attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, I have a suggestion. We, meaning the men present, have discussed the possibility of nude bathing. We would like to invite you all to share your bare bodies with King Neptune. There’s no one to see us but ourselves and it will be like the good old days when the original bunch we had ran about with tally-wackers bobbing and bosoms flailing the wind. What do you say?”

Tally-wackers????? 🙂 Had ‘ran about with’???? The proof-reader (if not too busy fumbling with his ‘tally wacker’) should have been sacked for not being able to conjugate verbs correctly.

It goes on…

They stopped in the first bedroom. Jerry undressed the wanting female. She was ready. The sweet odor of womanhood filled the air around them. Jerry cast his trunks aside and joined his panting mate. He was eager for her body and kissed it from head to toe. She fondled him as bursts of passion spilled from her lips. Their kisses were hot and open mouthed. Her coral tips pierced his chest as he probed her crevices and squeezed her responsive flesh. Margaret pulled the lustful man to her. She became a tigress of passion as she absorbed the erupting fountain of youth.

Please! No more! I can’t take any more naturist-related ‘naked means sex’ cliche.

But, then again, a quick tour of some of SL’s ‘nudist’ sims, the ones we’re regularly critical of, suggests that, in corners of SL, it’s forever 1963 and it’s all about showing off your badly coloured, permanently erect ‘tally wacker’.

A full fifty years after publication of this sort of pulp, some cliches regarding the naturist lifestyle remain. 😦

Ella