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A Franklin Village parking lot mural of Humphrey Bogart. Follow me on Instagram for more of my photos.
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Rabbits, Malibu Canyon, and a dress made of books. Follow me on Instagram for more of my photographs.
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This article was originally published on Forbes.com on January 22, 2023.
Iggy Azalea is the latest celebrity to join OnlyFans. Once dominated by sex workers seeking to boost their brands and monetize their relationships to their fans, the subscription-based content service has seen a rise in mainstream stars joining its ranks, including Bella Thorne, Denise Richards, and DJ Khaled. Amber Rose, another celebrity on OnlyFans and a former stripper, has described the platform as “a digital strip club.” So it only makes sense that Azalea, an Australian rapper who has proclaimed that she is, in fact, the strip club, would sign up, too.
But Azalea’s OnlyFans isn’t just any old OnlyFans. It is a year-long, collaborative multimedia project entitled Hotter Than Hell that will feature music, photography, video, art, and, according to a press release, content from “her upcoming fourth studio album.” For $25 a month, subscribers will get a front-row seat to the project as it drops, before the rest of the world sees it. The concept was inspired by Pamela Anderson, 90s supermodels, and Madonna’s controversial book Sex and culminates with a coffee table book to be released in December 2023.
Curious to check out Azalea’s project, I signed up for OnlyFans and paid $25 to subscribe to her content stream. At the top of her feed, a small green circle appeared next to her avatar (which was an image of Azalea licking a cherry); next to her OnlyFans handle, it read: “Available now.” Was Azalea actually live on the site? Was I more proximate to her than I had been before handing over my money? It seemed possible.
The first post was the aforementioned cherry-licking photo and the words: “The sweetest angel”; below that, it noted how many likes the post had and the dollar amount of tips it had garnered from her fans. (Tips are another way OnlyFans creators can generate revenue.) At the time of this writing, that post had 2,501 likes and $233.20 in tips. There were more images to come: Azalea in green lingerie, Azalea getting her makeup done, Azalea posing seemingly nude next to a swimming pool while eating a cherry with her nipple discreetly hidden from view. One post featured a nine-second audio clip of Azalea — “Hey, babe,” she purred to me? us? her anonymous fans? — offering an enticement to be “a part of my VIP for a year by tipping $250 and receive a one-year link subscription and a free photo that’s just for my VIPS.” That post had 685 likes and a staggering $15,690 in tips. (OnlyFans takes a 20% cut of its creators’ revenues.) Maybe I should be on OnlyFans, I mused.
So it went over the days that followed. There were more images. There were more audio clips. There was a video clip of a scantily-clad Azalea that had been filmed through a window as if the viewer (me) was spying on her; the text with it read: “Working my angles [butterfly emoji, fire emoji].” When I didn’t check Azalea’s content stream, I got emails from OnlyFans telling me that I had unread messages from her, as if I had left her on read. When I logged back into OnlyFans, I discovered those messages contained locked content, another way the site’s creators can make money. With the Pay Per View feature, members must pay more to access locked content. One was $40. Another was $28. Yet another was $35. Each message had a come-hither note, but the visual content was behind an image of a padlock.
I thought about unlocking the rest of Azalea’s content, but I didn’t. By that point I had read that she had “sold her master recording and publishing catalog to Domain Capital for an eight-figure sum” late last year. She didn’t need the money, I figured.
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From left to right:
A woman at an adult convention in Rosemead, IL
Attendees at the AVN Awards in Las Vegas, NV
A porn star at an adult convention in Las Vegas, NV
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In this week's newsletter, I try to remember how I ended up on Playboy TV, share how to recognize Your 22 Minutes, and reveal the famous men you encounter on dating apps when you live in LA. Read it here. Subscribe here.
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Last week I mentioned that one of Hollywood’s most famous (and shortest) TV executive producers hit me up on Tinder. When you live in L.A., dating apps are sprinkled with folks you’ve seen on the screen. Among those I’ve spotted in Swipeland: Mike Judge, The Allstate Guy, Stuttering John, Todd Bridges, and a porn director who shall remain nameless. I’ve since quit Tinder—again.
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I’m opening a strip club 💅🏻 but all the dancers 💃🏻 are 50+. What do I call it?
— Susannah Breslin (@susannahbreslin) February 8, 2020
On Twitter, I offered up an entrepreneurial question. Hypothetically, were I to open a strip club where all the dancers were 50+, what would I call it? The contenders were COUGARS, OLD MAIDS, and THE GOLDEN BEAVER. To little surprise, the winner is: THE GOLDEN BEAVER. In theory, all dancers would keep 100% of their earnings, the house moms would also be financial advisors, and Jennifer Lopez would be the headliner. Think I’m kidding? Given that MILF is the #4 most-searched-for term on Pornhub, this model was built to scale.
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Celebrities I’ve seen since moving back to LA
Pete Townshend
Rachel Dratch
Tobey Maguire
Halsey
Riz Ahmed
Jodie Foster
Mick Fleetwood
John Cho
Stassi Schroeder
Michael Yo
Gerard Butler
Marilu Henner
Ken Todd
Stephanie Allynne
Domhnall Gleeson
Alexis Ren
Noah Centineo
Paula Newsome
Oliver Hudson
Celebrities I haven’t seen since moving back to LA
Brad Pitt
George Clooney
Idris Elba
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Tomorrow I’ll be on “The Quicky” on the Mamamia podcast network, where I’ll be talking about Kylie Jenner’s upcoming Playboy spread. She’s on the cover with boyfriend Travis Scott, and she’s not wearing much, it seems. The images were shot and / or creative designed by Scott. I’ve written about Playboy previously, and I was a regular on Playboy TV’s “Sexcetera” for five years. I still love the brand.
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What the fuck makes this video so hypnotic? It is 10 minutes and 31 seconds long, it has nearly 2.3M views, and I watched the whole thing without fast-forwarding. In it, Kim Kardashian puts makeup on her face. Basically, that’s it. Sure, she talks. Yes, products are plugged. In theory, one is learning something. But what exactly are we witnessing here? Surely, it must be more than that. Whatever it is, it is simultaneously shallow (she is smearing substances across her visage) and deep (watching it, one falls into a vicarious, Narcissus-esque stupor: If only we could wallow in our own superficiality so exquisitely). Or, perhaps, it’s something else. What surprised me (quietly!) about the piece was that she didn’t just directly build herself a new face—she obliterated her real face first. When we start, her face is naked. Then she turns her tableaux into a blank canvas. After that, she paints another face over the face she eliminated. What does this represent? The female desire to disappear? The culture’s interest in vanishing her? Something else altogether? Kim is droning on about something or other while she smears on another layer of spackle. Before we can get a handle on her, she’s gone already.
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I was lucky enough to have a few weeks-long gig recently working on developing a few reality TV show ideas.
Here's what I learned:
Have fun
The hard thing about writing books is that they're sometimes no fun. Reality TV? It's entertainment. You could say the bar is lowered, but maybe the bar is raised on having a good time.
Stop trying
The reason I got the gig is that the producer found me on the internet. Sometimes you have to try hard to get something. Sometimes it just falls into your lap.
You aren't perfect
I was better at some aspects of this work than others. But even the stuff I wasn't great at helped because it made me more able to get it right the next time I worked on it.
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But, wait! There's more. Can't get enough Hulk v Gawk? Here's the latest.
One of the jurors posted to Facebook:
Those of you that know me know I take the Bill of Rights pretty seriously. This was a clear case of invasion of privacy and Gawker cloaking themselves in the 1st amendment was insulting at best.
Denton remains confident that he'll prevail on appeal:
The number was eye-popping. But in an interview on Tuesday, Denton simply called it "an indication of the strength of the jury's feelings."
Hulk claims he and Denton met at the urinal.
The same firm represents Gawker and the New Yorker, so what does the latter have to say?
“Newsworthy” is not the same as high-minded, and while many publications would not choose to publish a sex tape, the term can conceivably protect one.
Gawker alum Elizabeth Spiers reports Denton will be appearing on "The View":
Gawker's Denton to Appear on 'The View' | Broadcasting & Cable: https://t.co/oIyqfUeQA6
— Elizabeth Spiers (@espiers) March 23, 2016
David Cronenberg talks about what it was like to cast the twin gynecologists in "Dead Ringers":
One of the most challenging roles to cast was that of the twin gynecologists in "Dead Ringers," a project that took 10 years to make. "I approached thirty of the most famous actors in the world. No one wanted to play twins that were so similar, or gynecologists for that matter," he revealed. "The Anglo-American actors didn’t want to play the twins, the Italian-American actors didn’t want to play gynecologists. Jeremy Irons was the first financeable actor who was willing to play the part, but then when we got financing in place he got second doubts. I had to seduce him all over again." After the film’s release, Cronenberg was interviewed by a radio journalist who stated, "If Jeremy Irons doesn’t win an Oscar for 'Dead Ringers' there is no God." Cronenberg said he has been an atheist ever since.
A celebrity nudies leaker connected to The Fappening and known as Ryan Collins has entered a guilty plea.
Gawker reports:
He faces up to five years in prison.
He’ll probably serve far less: the feds say “parties have agreed to recommend a prison term of 18 months,” although “that recommendation will not be binding on the sentencing judge.” Collins breached the celeb accounts through phishing emails that tricked famous actresses (or those close to them) into thinking they were official security dispatches from Apple and Google. The Department of Justice says Collins hijacked over 100 accounts.
[Gawker]