A timely sexblog discovery: The bunny house

Image by Mr. Theklan, via.

My recent post about sex scandals has been extremely popular, and the comments are pretty mind-blowing (hey — no puns yet; I’m saving them for my column tomorrow). So it seems like this week on the blog, which seems like a slow week, is much ado about sex scandals and the marketing of sex. Don’t fret; I’m about to go on a posting spree, accompanied by a SoCal excursion tomorrow. Today’s discovery (thanks ES!) fits right in and is extremely enjoyable, no matter how long it takes for all those images to load. The Bunny House: The Fine Art of Sex Selling Design is infrequent, but has oodles of fascinating eye candy, from vintage condom packages of the 1930s and 40s to (forbidden to take) Amsterdam Red Light District photos of girls plying their very attractive wares, and even something for the retro/burlesque crowd in a post that includes original art from Cleveland, OH fliers promoting the acts some very well known dancers circa 1960, at least.

Why does this fit in with sex scandal themes? Because my column this week is where I observe a nation watch Sptizer fall from grace while collectively, luridly singing “how much is that pussy in the window” (and how does it get priced?). ‘Tis marketing, as I’ll explain in a few hours.

Aaaand… yes indeed I has been alerted this is not a new blog. I even heard the Japanese do it, too… (thanks, spanky!)