Thrice married, in love once, overly romantic, and hypersexual.
Ethan and I were refugees when we first met in his father's apartment in New York City. He was 19 and I was 32. He was feeling banished from a mother and stepfather who could not make time for him because they were to busy raising the three young children they had together. For me, I felt banished from my home in Connecticut where I could no longer communicate with my husband of six years.
Vintage Sex Advertisements
How do you sell sex? The golden age of Mad Men-esque advertising gets all the credit for the "sex sells" mantra. Riddled with sexual undertones, those mainstream advertisements sold the American dream, both outside and inside the bedroom. The often overlooked stacks of magazines stuffed in your father’s sock drawer are treasure chests of vintage copy and satirical subliminal messages. The classic magazines from the golden age of erotica mastered the art of selling sex directly in a way that mainstream agencies today could never dare attempt. The advent of the internet and instant access to adult material, devalued the mystique of over 100 years of developing copy, typesetting and printing. All that, was reduced to a pop up advertisement that tells you there is someone who wants to have sex with you in a five square mile radius.