I came across this article recently describing the life of several Playboy Playmates in the notorious Playboy Mansion. Apparently, at least for some, it wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Izzabella St. James, a former "girlfriend" (what he calls the girls who live with him) of Hugh Hefner and resident of the mansion describes her life there as anything but glamorous. In her memoir, Bunny Tales: Behind Closed Doors at the Playboy Mansion, she opens up about living in the shabby, filthy, dog-excrement-soiled home and Hefner's methods of controlling the girlfriends' lives. Such methods included logs documenting their comings and goings, strict curfews and weekly spending allowances that could be withheld for not meeting his expectations.
She also details the sexual exploits of Hefner and the girlfriends, admitting that prescription drugs for both Hefner and the girls were a regular part of the routine. And the sex itself....not that impressive according to St. James. Her exact words: "...he just lay there like a dead fish".
For someone who goes to extremely great lengths to perpetuate an image of wealth, glamour and sexual imortality, Hefner mostly comes off looking like a stingy, dirty, old man. And life in the Playboy mansion has never sounded less appealing.
I'm not sure how much effect this book will have on tarnishing Hefner and the Playboy legacy, but at least there are some like St. James who are willing to share their side of the story.
To those who think that sex without boundaries always equals freedom from responsibility and pleasure unfettered, stories like this may just give them a reason to think twice.