BANNERS
Also as Erotica LA played out, chaos was going on at Ninn Worx_SR. There were no Ninn Contract Girls in evidence at the show, and there wasn’t a NW_SR booth. However, Spearmint Rhino provided the banners that identified the various corridors. [Just to add some perspective here, last time we checked it cost about $20,000 for the privilege of hanging those banners. And then you have to pay for the banners, of course. Also, convention appearances are very typically included in “the deal” with a company, and since the show happens in L.A. NW_SR wouldn’t have even had travel or lodging costs associated with bringing their stars in. Good thing they saved all that money by not buying the contract girls lunch, right?] About half were Ninn Worx banners with Ninn Worx Contract Girls, the others were Spearmint Rhino. [Although other than the wholly average box cover for The Four none of the pictures were actually Michael’s imagery. The more you think you understand in life … .]
It was great seeing my buddy Julia Ann on one! (Although I’m not sure how much feature dancing she’s doing nowadays.) The Daisy Marie one was interesting, also. Daisy has a huge cherub tattoo on her back, but SR must have “Photoshopped” it out. [Call me crazy, but I’m thinking the “cherub” doesn’t really fit into the “SR Philosophy” . At least they were good pictures of these two, though. Not all of them fell into that category.]
MEDICAL
I don’t know about you, but I’d ask my General Practitioner, my family, or my friends if I were searching for a doctor. I wouldn’t take the word of someone at a booth at a convention. [Really? So we shouldn’t pay attention to all the stock tips or penis enlargement options that end up in our spam folder? Hmm.]
There were an unbelievable amount of companies hawking everything from “rejuvenating” your vagina, to breast implants, to male toys that help your prostate by “stimulating” it. [Yeah, we noticed this one. You can call it whatever you want to make it sound better, but it still means somebody’s shoving something up your butt.]
My favorite booth, though, was one that purported to detoxify your body through your feet. Every time I walked by, different convention goers had their toes in tubs of water. The water bubbled around their ankles, changing from clear to brown, to downright muddy! Gross!!! [Indeed.]
According to their signs, the various colors and odors extruded meant that different toxins were escaping from the body. R-I-G-H-T….. Or it meant that the people working the booth had added chemicals to the water that when stirred or heated up turn disgusting colors. Not that I’m cynical or anything …. [So maybe we’re a bad influence, but we think DM’s correct on this one. And it doesn’t make us feel all that much better, but at least she explained this rather unsavory photograph.]
PLAYBOY
Because Christy Canyon was busy doing her Playboy Radio Show with Vanessa Blue, I didn’t get to talk with her. (Dang. Got her photo, though!) But I did get to talk with the folks from Pussywhip.com. We’d heard them on Playboy Radio while we were driving to the show, and I was excited to meet them in person! The whip is just a little toy that berates your partner using five different audio clips as you whip him. Excellent for boys that just don’t want to behave! (Hee, hee, hee!) [A contrasting point of view might consider the item a complete waste of time and planetary resources.]
