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The REAL sexiest man alive
Salon readers make their choice: Is it Russell Crowe, Benicio Del Toro ... or Salma Hayek? Plus: The Salon editors' pick.
People magazine started it all by anointing Ben Affleck the sexiest man alive. Salon’s own Sheerly Avni begged to differ both with People and with J.Lo, calling Affleck a “bland everyman” and worse.
Then you deluged us with your comments, and we asked you to pick your own sexiest man alive. The results of this informal Salon reader poll are now in, with more than 200 people having made 76 nominations. The winner? No contest: Russell Crowe, the reader’s choice by a mile, got 85 votes; the No. 2 vote-getter was Michael Vartan, with 18 votes.
Not only did you vote for the smoldering gladiator, but you also told us why he turns you on. Here are some sample quotes from reader e-mails:
“He has a voice that rumbles like a volcano before it erupts, that coats you like maple syrup over pancakes, and eyes that bore into your soul …”
“He is not pretty but, boy oh boy, is he ever a man!!!!!!!”
“His love of children makes him ‘sexy’ to real women.”
“He has the body of a blacksmith and the soul of a poet.”
“The thinking woman’s bastard.”
Other respectable showings were made by Kiefer Sutherland (about whom one woman wrote a poem with the line “Whereas, he can make the words ‘fluffy poodle’ sound so simultaneously scary and sexy that they make Craig Kilborn blush”), Benicio Del Toro and Hugh Jackman. And yes, the usual suspects: George Clooney, Johnny Depp, Vin Diesel and Viggo Mortensen all got more than a couple of votes.
And as one would expect, the eclectic Salon readership came up with some interesting choices. One person picked Salma Hayek,explaining, ” As the cross-dressing Frida Kahlo in the movie ‘Frida,’ she had way more masculine sex appeal throughout that whole movie than Ben Affleck has had in his whole life.”
Another voted for Orlando Bloom: “It’s somewhat amusing that a young actor portraying a 2,931-year-old elf had more sensuality in his bow hand than a whole stable of Teflon movie stars.”
And there was this note accompanying a vote for Paul Newman: ” Would anybody buy salad dressing with a picture of Ben Affleck?”
When we surveyed our own staff to compare Salon’s choices with those of our readers, there was no clear winner, but the nominations were, uh, intriguing.
“Richard Feynman. Everyone knows that winning the Nobel Prize for physics is the definition of the word Sexy!” (We couldn’t bear to inform this smitten co-worker that Feynman has shaken off this mortal coil and is therefore not technically qualified to be the sexiest man alive.)
“Former Secretary of the Treasury Robert Rubin. He’s one of those dark, world-weary exotic men along the lines of Paul Auster, but he was a cabinet secretary! And a lot better at it than Paul O’Neill, to boot.”
One vote went to Eric “Butterbean” Esch and one to Paul Krugman (no explanation given), and we had some salivating for Taye Diggs, Denzel Washington, Chow Yun-Fat and Benicio Del Toro. One staffer jumped on the reader bandwagon and voted for Crowe, fixating on one aspect of the actor’s many charms: “Russell Crowe’s armpit when he leans up against the prison to talk to young Lucius in ‘Gladiator.’”
Though the Salon staff could not reach a consensus, we felt it necessary to make a judgment because, as Crowe’s Maximus intones in “Gladiator,” our actions on this earth will echo in eternity. So we herewith place the Salon staff laurel on the handsome brow of the only man who got more than one vote in our office poll: Bono.
As one of the voters enthused: “With his purposeful profile — strong Irish nose and chin — his meaty thighs, and his hymn-like devotion to love (‘Love is the temple, love the higher law/ I seek to enter, and you make me crawl’), U2′s lead singer and passionate advocate for global causes is the type of man who can take you higher (‘El-e-va-tion!’). He obviously relishes the carnal as much as the celestial.”
And for that we love him.
Karen Croft is the editor of Salon Sex. More Karen Croft.
Massage therapists rubbed wrong by sex talk
A Jennifer Love Hewitt show and the Travolta allegations have masseuses tired of being confused for sex workers
(Credit: iStockphoto/sybanto) Joe, a licensed massage therapist, knows what it’s like having a famous client who expects something extra. He had an Academy Award-winning actor begin gyrating on his massage table before raising his hips in the air to show off his erection. “He was hoping that I would play with him in some shape or form,” he says.
Needless to say, Joe isn’t surprised by allegations by two masseurs that John Travolta got handsy during massages. (Travolta’s attorney has denied all the allegations, and called them “ridiculous.”) “It happens all the time,” he says, and not just with celebrity clients. He frequently encounters men who try to fondle him, usually while he’s working on their glutes or lower back and their hand happens to be level with his crotch. “They think they’re so original, but they’re all so much the same,” Joe says, his voice rising. “They all use the same tactics, the same body movements, the same gyrations and grinding my table, the [heavy] breathing.”
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A night at the vibrator museum
Early vibrators were hand-cranked, two-person jobs -- and prescribed by doctors. How far we've come since then
(Credit: Antique Vibrator Museum) I can now say that I’ve used a turn-of-the-century vibrator — on my hand, but still.
The silver, hand-cranked contraption is usually kept behind glass at Good Vibrations’ Antique Vibrator Museum in San Francisco — but staff sexologist Carol Queen made a rare exception. “This is very special,” she whispered, unlocking the case and carefully pulling out Dr. Johansen’s Auto Vibrator, a relic from 1904. The “auto” part is not so much: It was a two-person job, with her having to crank the device’s handle to get it thrumming. Pressing my finger tips to its inch-wide circular platform of pleasure, I was pleasantly surprised by its power.
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Maggie Gyllenhaal on sexual liberation
The beloved indie star tells Salon about her "vibrator movie" and why she loves playing transgressive women
Maggie Gyllenhaal (Credit: Reuters/Mark Blinch) When I met Maggie Gyllenhaal about six weeks ago, she was enormously and gloriously pregnant, stretching out on a sofa with her shoes off and feet up in a Manhattan office building. (Since that time, Gyllenhaal and husband Peter Sarsgaard have welcomed their second daughter, Gloria Ray, to the world.) We were there to talk about “Hysteria,” the charming, lightweight feminist farce from director Tanya Wexler that explores a key event in the history of female sexuality: the invention of the vibrator by Mortimer Granville, a Victorian doctor who was seeking to cure the mysterious “female malady” that lends the movie its title.
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Susie Bright and her daughter, Aretha, make parental talks about sex look easy -- and fun
Most parents loathe talking to their kids about the birds and the bees, let alone pubic hair grooming, faked orgasms and “water sports” — but most parents are not legendary “sexpert” Susie Bright.
Better than talking about these things, she penned an advice column in 2009 with her daughter, Aretha, then 19, for the ladyblog Jezebel. Their answers to questions about everything from porn to Paxil were unflinching but playful, and at times controversial. Now the pair have collected those columns into a new e-book, “Mother/Daughter Sex Advice.” Together, they read as an irreverent version of “Our Bodies, Ourselves” for the Internet age. The mother-daughter team also reflect on what the experience of writing the column was like, and it turns out it wasn’t as weird as many would think: For the most part, it was just a continuation of conversations they had been having throughout Aretha’s life.
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On the rack: A cultural history of breasts
Did breasts evolve for lactation or to enhance sex appeal? A new book explores why they matter
(Credit: iStockphoto/NadyaPhoto) It’s hard to be boobs. Sure, breasts are cherished as givers of milk and the pinnacle of sex appeal, but the modern world hasn’t been good to mammaries.
As Florence Williams writes in “Breasts: A Natural and Unnatural History,” they’re the most tumor-prone organ in the human body. They “soak up pollution like a pair of soft sponges,” and transmit environmental toxins to babies through breast milk. “Breasts are bellwethers for the changing health of people,” she says. While we’ve “genetically modified our crops to be able to protect them from the ill effects of pesticides,” Williams writes, “we haven’t yet figured out how to modify our breasts.” Aside from using saline and silicone, of course.
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Tracy Clark-Flory is a staff writer at Salon. Follow @tracyclarkflory on Twitter. More Tracy Clark-Flory.
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