Having passed a public auction of a kosher bakery yesterday, this "erotic" assortment comes as quite a jolt. But what else would you expect from the man responsible for the orgy scene from Caligula? His not-so-divine decadence was his business. Although the 10 titted marble statue caught me off-guard.
I wouldn't blame anyone for not believing me, because I don't really believe it myself, but my elementary school's chorus sang at a Christmas party at his townhouse in like 1989. My only real memory of it is a reflecting pool with a harpist in a corner. Seriously. I think our principal was a friend of his or something, but honestly? What were our parents thinking?
@Imogen Quest: There probably is a psychosomatic reason as to why you don't recollect your visit to the Guccione's pad other than a reflecting pool. Unless you're ready to go through therapy, I think it's best we leave it alone.
that would be an odd statue of liberty version of the Ephesus Artemis - one of the originals is in the Vatican museum... the auction house didn't know that? Goddess of fornication and all that?
@chiquitabanana: Actually, there's some disagreement about the Lady of Ephesus' "breasts" Early Christians interpreted the round objects as breasts (really, are you surprised?). But in fact, they may have been symbolic of objects sacrificed/offered to the statue, namely, amber adornments or (hope nobody's eating) bull testicles.
@Our Lady of the Massacre: And when they saw these items, they were full of squick, and cried out, saying, "Disturbing is Diana of the Ephesians!" And they went forth instead to Sotheby's, to find maybe some nice Shaker chairs.
I was inside that "mansion" once. It was like everywhere you looked, there was something so wrong it was back around to right, but when you really looked close at it--the shabby craftsmanship, the just-"off"ness--it kept going and yep, it swung right back to wrong again. That toilet is a good example. It would have worked without the horrid seat cover, would have been kind of authentic and "olden," but its hopelessly bourgeois owner just had to cover up the filth of Ancient Rome, didn't he?
The whole time I was there, I was saying under my breath, "Oh my God, look at that! Oh, look at THAT!" with my pal/date. We went to an all-night diner afterward and we were like two little kids with ADHD after three screenings of Fantasia, sitting there and stuttering: "Did you..I can't believe...wow, that was bad....What about the...." for an hour.
@BookishLookish: Ha! As a treat for this nice story, here's a pic--just for you, so everyone else don't look!--of a toilet at Ted Danson's & Mary Steenburgen's house. Quite classy, no?
@snugbug: A book of coffee table book of celebrity toilets! it's the next logical step.
OK - I once rented an apartment in LA that was previously rented by Jon Voight. Every damn time I used the facilities I pictured him sitting there. Every damn time.
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Better watch your back, talking fornication about the chaste huntress. She has no use for sex and no sense of humor.
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But one powerful argument in favor of the traditional reading is that it's tits, tits, tits.
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The whole time I was there, I was saying under my breath, "Oh my God, look at that! Oh, look at THAT!" with my pal/date. We went to an all-night diner afterward and we were like two little kids with ADHD after three screenings of Fantasia, sitting there and stuttering: "Did you..I can't believe...wow, that was bad....What about the...." for an hour.
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@BookishLookish: Ha! As a treat for this nice story, here's a pic--just for you, so everyone else don't look!--of a toilet at Ted Danson's & Mary Steenburgen's house. Quite classy, no?
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OK - I once rented an apartment in LA that was previously rented by Jon Voight. Every damn time I used the facilities I pictured him sitting there. Every damn time.
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