Your Favorite Pinup Girl Reveals Your Personality

The sexual icon Bettie Page died at 85 today, broke but famous and upbeat as ever. She was Miss Pinup Girl in 1955, the year I was born.

Sexual self-expression is and always has been one of the fundamentals of the Women’s Movement, of which I was a card-carrying member in the early 70s. (No, really. I had a membership card from the National Organization for Women.) It was a contentious issue for libbers then as much as it is these days, but back in the 70s we thought we were really changing things. We were wrong. The dominant puritanism in this country means the death of eros.

What is porn, anyway? Porn is sex when it sells something besides sex. Porn ceases to be porn when all sex sells is itself. But don’t go by me, let your gonads speak. I ask you: Who would you really drop your pants for, this amused, saucy, knowing, kind-eyed sex goddess? Or this trying-to-be-ironic-but-actually-projecting-a-not-for-you-mother-dear-attitude underwear salesgirl?

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