Part 1: When Donald Met Vickie A part of me has just been ripped The pages from my mind are stripped Oh no, I can't deny it.
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Oh yeah, I guess I got to buy it! My blood runs cold My memory has just been sold My angel is the centerfold. Geils Band, "Centerfold" Every great love story begins with that unlikely chance encounter between a boy and a girl that quietly sets them on the path to a grand destiny together. This one is no exception.
Anna Nicole Smith
It all began once upon a time when I bought Anna Nicole Smith's original "Playmate of the Month" issue of Playboy on the day it was published. That historical event is actually far more improbable than it may sound. Playboy 's shallow pretensions of the urbane, affluent "good life" are appalling smith my sensibilities, and neither does its pictorial content tend to interest me on a prurient level.
That's because I am almost exclusively attracted to large, voluptuous women. The airbrushed, silicone-enchanced scarecrows that populate Playboy centerfolds really don't arouse my interest. Hugh Hefner's precision-calculated formula -- presenting a beautiful nude woman as the wholesome "girl next malay girls makrd but also, at the same time, as an object of impossibly idealized perfection -- vickie out a vapid assembly-line product that I've never found nude.
Well, that's not entirely true.