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Britesmile for Bungholes Friday, January 27, 2006

Filed under: Weird News — rjgore3 @ 3:46 pm

From the Village Voice

Pucker Up

Investigating the latest craze in bodily beautification: anal bleaching

by Tristan Taormino
July 11th, 2005 6:07 PM

LOS ANGELES—”Is there any way of making my anus more pink or lighter in color? Mine is dark and I hate it. Any suggestions?” I received this question from a female reader of my Anal Advisor column in Taboo, and believe it or not, she’s not the only one pining for a pinker pucker. I’ve gotten letters from dozens of people asking how to make their buttholes better looking. Until recently, I couldn’t give them much help, because based on my research, no product or procedure existed to lighten that place, which spends a lot of time in the dark. Then, this year, an episode of Dr. 90210 on E! featured porn star Tabitha Stevens visiting a salon in the San Fernando Valley to get her asshole bleached. I was flooded with e-mails alerting me to this cosmetic procedure’s television debut. One came from Crappers Quarterly (crappersquarterly.com), a website dedicated to “public toilet reviews around the world,” whose anonymous reporter investigated the treatment and interviewed someone from the salon over the phone. I was curious to see for myself just what this, the equivalent of BriteSmile for bungholes, was all about. So I made my own appointment for an anal bleaching at Pink Cheeks.

Pink Cheeks is a Sherman Oaks salon that specializes in all types of body waxing; in fact, it offers seven different pussy-waxing options, from the Brazilian bikini wax to the Playboy (bikini line, labia, and butt crack waxed with a thick or thin V of hair left on top). It is also the place that has pioneered the ass-whitening procedure and was featured in the E! segment. After waiting an hour (apparently there were a lot of parts to be defurred and/or bleached that day), I was directed to a small room with a massage table covered in a blanket and that sheet of thin paper that shields doctors’ exam tables. A hand-painted pink wooden sign hanging on the wall read, “NO WHINING.”

A few minutes later, I was greeted by Pink Cheeks owner Cindy Esser-Thorin, a cheery woman who floated into the room and peppered our discussion of backdoor beauty regimens with “honey” and “sweetheart.” “Ask me why the butthole is dark to begin with,” she suggested. I obliged, and she proceeded to tell me about genetics, pigmentation, and when a zygote splits to form an embryo. OK, so you’ve done some homework on the subject, I thought to myself.

She told me that she would wax the anus first, then apply Pink Cheeks Amazing Anal Bleaching Cream, a product the salon developed, to the area. I scanned the label: The active ingredient is hydroquinone (4 percent), a substance used to lighten dark skin, commonly found in products used by African Americans to even out skin tone. “We just tried it on some buttholes and realized it worked,” said Esser-Thorin.

After the procedure, she explained, she would send me home with the jar of cream, a brush, and instructions: Use it each night until you achieve the desired lightness. You should see results in one to two weeks. If you experience burning, tenderness, or discomfort, decrease applications to every other day or stop altogether. She handed me a sheet with “before” and “after” photos and noted, “This girl’s butthole was so white in the ‘after’ shot, the flash bounced off it!” When she looked ready to spread beeswax back there and get going, I revealed that I’m a writer and just wanted information for a column. “So we’re not going to actually do it?” she asked, looking a little disappointed. You know I’ll usually try anything once, but the truth is I really like the way my ass looks as it is.

As far as Esser-Thorin knows, there is no one else in the U.S. offering this service, which costs $75 (according to Crappers Quarterly, an Australian salon called the Bees’ Knees offers a similar procedure). She estimates that in the less than four months since Pink Cheeks has made it available, she has lightened the brown eyes of about 170 customers, including visitors to the salon and those who’ve ordered the product over the phone (818-906-8225). “We’ve gotten a lot of orders from Texas,” she says. “We’ve been bleaching lots of Texan winkers.” Notably, about one-third of requests come from men, and she said it has become very popular among gay guys. After our session, she hugged me. I’ve never been hugged before by a person I could have paid to remove the hair from my genital region. I got the feeling she hugs a lot.

We bleach our teeth and the hair on our heads and bodies, so why not lighten up wherever else we want? Well, when it comes to our privates, the personal parts are very much political. Vaginal cosmetic surgery—in which plastic surgeons trim and reshape the labia and make them symmetrical—supports the notion that there is such a thing as a normal- or typical-looking pussy. Likewise, anal bleaching is based on the idea that there is one perfect shade of ass. If you’ve seen as many cunts and rumps as I have, you know that this is false. Every person’s nether regions have their own unique look (and personality, for that matter). I’m not interested in all of us having identical coochies! Plus, the butthole has gotten a bum rap to begin with, being characterized as dirty, private, asexual, and taboo. Now it needs a makeover too?

I support people modifying their bodies in whatever ways they wish in order to feel better about themselves, but I’m wary of putting chemicals into the hands of folks, especially women, who have body confidence issues that bleach cannot fix. Coming to terms with your negative feelings about your butt and learning to accept and love your body as it is could be a lot less expensive and uncomfortable. In the end, that seems like a rosier option. But who I am to judge? If it’s not dangerous and it gets you more dates or more videos (for adult performers), then it may be no different than coloring your hair or getting dental veneers. This I know for sure: The pinkest, happiest buttholes I’ve ever seen are those that have been stroked, licked, and fucked till they couldn’t help but blush with contentment (lots of blood rushing to the area helped too). And each one looked perfect to me.


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Duh!!! Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Filed under: For a Laugh, Uncategorized — rjgore3 @ 11:24 am

Jan 24, 7:57 PM EST
Alleged Motel Burglar Leaves Room Number
FORT BRAGG, Calif. (AP) — A man on a weekend getaway was arrested after allegedly burglarizing the Fort Bragg motel where he was staying, then leaving a note indicating where to find him.
Enrique Rodriguez Vasquez, 37, was arrested on suspicion of burglary and possession of methamphetamine after police confronted him at the Best Western motel room he’d described in the note.
Police found a computer hard drive, television satellite device and $200 reported missing from the motel, said Fort Bragg Police Lt. Floyd Higdon. The stolen equipment was valued at $1,500. Vasquez’s poorly spelled note berated the motel manager for being absent from the office.
“There was no one here to attend us guest in rm427. You even left the office unattended. You could have been burglurized … Your lucky I didn’t steele,” the note said in part.

Vasquez said his companion, Dana Lynn Jensen, 41, was unaware of the theft until afterward. She did however, admit owning half the methamphetamine and the stolen cash was in her suitcase, authorities said.

She was arrested on suspicion of possession of stolen property and possession of a controlled substance.

© 2006 The Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.

 

People suck #192 Friday, January 13, 2006

Filed under: Uncategorized — rjgore3 @ 9:08 pm

I pitched a new program at work. The high up bosses loved it. We had meetings about how I envisioned this program. So I became irrate when I started getting questions from people out of the blue. We didn’t have any meetings planned. I was informed that in fact there was a meeting planned. I some how wasn’t invited. My idea and I don’t get to go to the meetings about it? I found out about it around 2pm and the meeting was at 4pm. Hmmm. Do I take this? Hell no. My boss walked in after lunch at about 2:30pm. I asked if there was a meeting about my program. He said no.  I said, “Are you sure?” again, no. I asked why everyone was asking me questions all of a sudden. He said he didn’t know. I then let him know that I knew a meeting was planned and I had not been invited. Suddenly he remembered the meeting. He said, “I wasn’t sure that was going to happen.” I asked when he was going to let me know. He said I wasn’t to attend. Holding my tongue I said, “I’ll be at that meeting. The program was my idea. I don’t think you understand…I will be totally honest right now. This is something that will make me walk right out the door.” He said I was over-reacting.

“Oh,no. I’m not. Do not think I can be disrespected like that. I’m too young to hold on to a job that gives me no respect. Don’t think I don’t know what is out there. You pay me too little to put up with this. I demand respect.”

To make a long story short…I went to the meeting and it is a good thing I did because a few people in attendance were trying to shut it down. I had an answer to every problem they could come up with. This program is going to work and no one will stand in my way.

Respect.

 

I hate bus drivers!!! Tuesday, January 3, 2006

Filed under: Uncategorized — rjgore3 @ 4:52 pm

Dear MTA Bus Driver,

Fuck You!!! I didn’t bitch because you cost me $30 a day during your petty strike but today you have set me off. I know you saw me running up to your door when you pulled off. It wasn’t like I was a block away. I almost knocked the door to get your attention. Normally I wouldn’t care but it was raining, you bastard. I hope you break out with the worse case of hemmoroids and every Duane Reade in the Tri-State area runs out of preparation H. I am glad you got fucked by the MTA. If you weren’t such pricks to begin with maybe people would have been more sympathetic but you guys give less service and want more money. I say Fuck you again Mr. MTA bus driver. You couldn’t even wait a second for the man who pays you fucking salary anyways. Rot in hell.

Sincerely,

Robert

Uncle Finger