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An Olsen intervention

Girls, before you turn 18, read this! Expert advice about becoming a woman from Janice Dickinson, J.T. LeRoy, Annie Sprinkle, a Ying Yang twin and more.

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An Olsen intervention

Once upon a time, way back in the late ’80s, there was a baby princess. Her name was Ashley Olsen, and she had a cute little dollop of a nose and wide green eyes. But this was no ordinary baby princess. Just after she was born, a kindly old witch had put a spell on her, and according to the spell, Ashley would live a fabulous, charmed life with all the riches and jewels she could possibly imagine. So that Ashley would never be lonely, the witch made another baby princess several minutes later that looked and sounded exactly like the first. She was named Mary-Kate Olsen, and she fell under the same spell. All who laid eyes upon the princesses would become instantly smitten. Other young girls, especially, would become obsessed with them and would do anything to be just like Ashley and Mary-Kate.

The two grew up in a Full House with lots of nice, attractive fairy godparents to coddle them, to compliment them, to laugh uproariously at their bewildered recitations of lines like “That’s cool!” and “Right on!” And after the Full House emptied, they embarked on a series of deliriously fun high jinks, traveling around the world in search of adventure, excitement and wealth.

But it all had a catch: At the stroke of midnight before their 18th birthday — this Sunday — Ashley and Mary-Kate would suddenly turn into real women, and would face the same curses, difficulties and challenges that all flesh-and-blood girls are forced to confront when they become adults. They would no longer be protected from destructive rumors and evil lies. They would be publicly taunted with promises of unconditional love and endless romance. No, they wouldn’t have to worry about piddling issues like rent or food — they would now inherit their own billion-dollar merchandising empire, Dualstar Entertainment — but now that their guardians and managers would no longer be able to tell them what to do with their money, they would have to think for themselves and control their own future. Worst of all, the hordes of little girls who worshipped them would suddenly wake up and see them for what they really were: Women, subject to the same foibles and missteps as anyone else.

Will they live happily ever after? We’ve consulted with a wide range of experts to help guide the girls in their merry path to womanhood. Listen closely, girls. With the right advice you could be Doublemint Jodie Foster or Sarah Jessica Parker — or guest stars on the 2014 season of “The Surreal Life.”

Atoosa Rubenstein, editor in chief of Seventeen

Since we’re featuring the Olsen twins on special front and back covers for our July issue, I’ve actually been thinking about them a lot recently. If the Olsen twins want to mature into adult credibility, A-list cred, they’ve got to be aware of rule No. 1: they can’t continue to create cheesy projects for the express purpose of increasing revenue. They need to put quality over quantity. The fact that “New York Minute” was such a financial and critical disappointment really says something about them and the way their standard model is floundering. They have a major challenge ahead of them right now.

When the girls were here for the shoot, they were really terrific. Contrary to what many people think, the Olsens are not cheesy, in fact, they’ve very down-to-earth. They’re the kind of girls who, if you ask them about their virginity, they clam right up, like it’s none of your business. That’s a nice quality today, when so many young girls in the entertainment industry will just blab on and on in answer to whatever question is thrown their way. The Olsens have a nice maturity about them; now they just need to reflect that in their work.

The twins mentioned how much they love Cameron Diaz, and they seem to relate to her. So, I think they should follow the Cameron Diaz model. Cameron went from being a B-list model-turned-actress to being one of the highest-paid actresses in Hollywood, and she did this by taking secondary roles that she could really hit out of the ballpark. When you’re Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, you’re used to being the top dog in whatever project you’re in. It’s time for the Olsens to make the transition from the small pool to the big pool. We viewers need a few key secondary roles to whet our appetites.

Like a lot of people, I agree that the Olsen twins should split up. They already have different personalities; it’s a matter of letting the world see that. People want to see a glimpse of the real person underneath the movie star persona. It’s hard to relate to a twosome because you don’t know who they are individually.

Among our readers, I wouldn’t say their popularity is fading. However, teen girls are definitely curious to see what the Olsen twins will do next.

Simon Doonan, creative director for Barney’s New York and the author of “Wacky Chicks: Life Lessons From Fearlessly Inappropriate and Fabulously Eccentric Women.”

I have some very, very important advice for the Olsen twins: Start spending less time together. And I mean IMMEDIATELY! Because, you see, everything that is fabulous about having a twin — the nifty camaraderie, the ultimate companionship — all of that can, under certain circumstances, become a terrible, raging disadvantage. Psychologically, girls, the inertia that can result from twinness can send you straight to Barbie Twinsville. Let me explain: A twin, as your nearest and dearest confidante, can also be a validator of dreadful obsessions. Nonstop togetherness can lead to a deranged cul-de-sac where all your darkest obsessions (bulimia, big boobs, body-cutting) are validated by each other! It’s a sad fact that most celebs end up getting strange at some point, finding themselves in weird cults and whatnot, but from what I can tell, twins are worse off than most. Everything that went wrong with the Barbie twins should serve as a cautionary lesson to the Olsens.

It’s just not enough to have your stars a few feet apart on Hollywood Boulevard. What they need is a serious separation. Here’s a suggestion: Make a pact not to see each other for a six-month period. In that time, open the doors! Blow out the cobwebs! Get wildly gregarious! Start hanging out with intelligent, fun, intensely charismatic people. Intimidating people. Perhaps some of that attitude will rub off on them. Why not ring up Camille Paglia, for example, and ask her to come on holiday? Or maybe start pals-ing it up with the people at the New Yorker? Ooooh … maybe they can get Tina Brown to throw them a party!

Financially, I personally don’t have too much advice for them. It seems to me that these girls were simply born into this world to make hundreds of millions of dollars.

Style-wise, the poor things already look like they’ve had work done. (Is that a bit o’ Botox I see? A pinch of collagen?) They already seem to have that altered appearance. That’s fine, I suppose, but they need to stop right there! Again, I refer them to the Barbie twins: Please, girls, don’t start getting any weird cosmetic procedures done. Nail varnish and lipstick are fine, but the weird cosmetic procedures must cease … if the Olsens want to stay on top.

A last word of advice: Please, girls, there are many things you can do with your talents, but stay away from politics. The last thing we need is another celeb (or two) spouting half-baked policy ideas.

Nick Chester, store manager and creator of the Twin Tracker, which cross-references the age of the Olsen twins with the age of legal consent with each of the 50 states of America. He says he had plans to update the site as the years passed and the Olsens’ birthday approached, but subsequently lost interest in it — especially after receiving a cease-and-desist order from the Olsens’ lawyer, demanding him to take the girls’ images down from the Twin Tracker site.

It’s hard to give the Olsen Twins advice on what direction they should take now that they’re turning 18. Soon they won’t be able to get away with making corny, faux hip-hop videos about the plight of high school crushes or plaster their faces all over boxes of third-rate beauty supplies, and that can be quite a problem, no?

One viable option is to astonish the world and ring in their newfound “sorta kinda adulthood” by going all out and giving the people what they want: a Hustler spread. On the other hand, and more seriously, if they ever do intend on being taken seriously as actresses, they’re going to have to do some projects independently. Because until Mary-Kate releases a solo record or Ashley lands a role in which she doesn’t have a twin sister, they’re still the Olsen twins and not individuals. Because at this point, it’s just getting creepy.

Annie Sprinkle, prostitute/porn star turned sexologist, educator, multimedia artist and utopian entrepreneur. Her new documentary, “Annie Sprinkle’s Amazing World of Orgasm,” will have its world premiere in San Francisco’s Frameline Film Festival on June 22.

My first piece of advice to these girls is to devote some time to learning about and understanding their sexuality. As I haven’t gotten the sense that they’re very sexually savvy young women, I think they would really benefit from a crash course on basic sex education. Sex ed will help them lubricate the difficulties of a such a huge, high-pressure career. In addition, these are beautiful young women. As they become increasingly aware of their sexuality, they will need to learn how to manage the power that comes with that.

These girls need to know that there is a treasure chest of wonderful possibilities for their sexuality. Aside from the obvious (sex is fun, it can improve intimacy, etc.), sex can help relieve stress! And I can’t think of anyone who would benefit more from a little sexual stress relief than Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. Living in the public eye can be terribly demanding. They need to make time for personal, private pleasure, which is something I’m sure they’re not doing right now (whether it be due to lack of time, lack of understanding, or lack of interest). At this stage in their lives and their careers, I think it would really benefit them to embrace masturbation, to practice reaching orgasm. They need to get comfortable with making themselves feel good on a daily basis, to help them feel prepared to face the challenges of their busy little lives. Personally, I’ve really come to value the orgasm experience in times of stress and strain. As they get older, the twins will probably become more and more orgasmic (while our culture values youth as sexy, women actually become much better lovers and much more sexually empowered as they age), but good masturbatory habits start now.

I am almost positive the girls are still virgins (just look at them!). And that’s great, that’s fine. Virginity is highly valued in this society. The Olsens should take their time and wait for the right time; they shouldn’t rush things. The whole world is certainly watching, especially now that they’re turning 18. While there are benefits to being a publicly sexual person and to exposing that side of yourself, there is also a real beauty to privacy. Frankly, they’ll be lucky to get rid of their virginity, but whether they are open about it or keep the secret to themselves is up to them.

Some 18th birthday gift ideas for the Olsens include “The Good Vibrations Guide to Sex”; “Sex for One: The Joy of Selfloving,” by Betty Dodson, a private sex tutor; or a nice pair of vibrators.

Jeffrey Wolf, partner and director of account planning at Deutsch New York

The Olsen Twins need an evolution, not a revolution. The worst thing these girls could do is to suddenly try to be something they’re not. A brand is enduring because it stays true to its values. As it grows it expresses itself differently, but the values it espouses must stay the same. The Olsens are about wholesomeness, good stuff, and they need to stay true to that. But here’s what they’re up against: Britney, the Hilton sisters, Jessica Simpson. Those women all care about being fabulous. They are concerned with surface over substance. In contrast, the Olsen twins are more concerned with substance. As the Olsen twins turn 18 this week, their problem (and I don’t really know the answer to this) will become: Is it possible to be a “good girl” in your 20s and still be popular? Is it possible to be a sweet, nice girl and still be relevant to our times? The other girls have found great success with the mantra of “Watch what a slut I can be on TV! Can’t believe it? It gets worse!” The Olsens are the exact opposite of that sleazy look-at-me…

They certainly have the brand equity to leverage in that area. Maybe, as they enter adulthood, their days of making money as entertainers are over. You know when those child stars grow up and you see them years later and they’re freaks? I would hate to see that happen to the Olsens. But there’s a strong chance that their persona might not translate into hot entertainment with broad appeal today. A lot of people have successfully managed to merchandise themselves, and right now might be the ideal time for the Olsens to get out of entertainment. Suzanne Somers might be a good model for them.

While they already sell so many products under their name, they might want to consider moving into the self-help realm. The Olsen twins seem to do everything right. To most little girls, Mary-Kate and Ashley are perfection personified (twice). They could team up to write a line of advice books: “How to Get the Guy, Olsen Twins Style,” “How to Get the Perfect Job, Olsen Twins Style,” “How to Achieve Inner Peace, Olsen Twins Style” (mind-body-soul is getting very mainstream now). I think they have a book publisher already, so they could work with them to develop their books. Then they could expand to a talk show, or a call-in radio program. Better yet, get on the Internet! Their target audience is all over the Web, so they should be, too.

J.T. LeRoy, novelist (“Sarah” and “The Heart Is Deceitful Above All Things”), band member and associate film producer

I gotta hand it to them: They kind of took the dirtiness and the shame out of the words “straight to video.” They made their movies, then turned around and said, “You wanna laugh at us? Well, take a look at all this money!”

But the world of the Olsen twins is definitely not X-rated. I hear what people say about Britney Spears and other young female stars betraying their image by getting all sexy once they hit 18. I don’t necessarily agree with that. Girls are always interested in what people are thinking of them. From puberty on, they know that older men are looking at them; that becomes their idea of power. I don’t think that the Olsens would turn off their young female fans by entertaining this gaze. Nooo … I think a lot of people live vicariously through them. They live the dream of what life would be like if you didn’t have any acne, if you were beautiful, if you had lots of money, if you were a beloved, cornfed kind of classical American girl. Craving male attention is an extension of that.

And now that the Olsens are becoming adults, they’re able to express their sexuality without any kind of wacky Christian condemnation. Magazines will be able to showcase that and capitalize off that without seeming all weird and creepy. I don’t think that by sexing things up, they’re betraying themselves, their image, their fans, at all. The Olsens are not necessarily interested in men or boys, because those aren’t the people who will buy their videos or their products. These girls understand where power comes from. No one wants to see the Olsen twins get all fat and pimply … not even the women who hate them.

They’re sort of like Macaulay Culkin. If you look back, he was pretty hated by hip, punk types of my generation — he was the antichrist. But now, yeah, I’d say he’s pretty cool. He’s trying, at least, and he’s working on developing a kind of snarky appeal. It works for me, because Culkin’s got a lot of rage, which I can understand.

See, that’s where the Olsens need to go. I know they have a sense of humor — look at that remark they made about being Howard Stern’s fantasy — and they’ve showed spunk, not prudeness, in response to the “almost legal” comments. If you can joke about yourself, that shows indie potential, a punk-rock attitude. I could totally see them in an indie film. Something would have to happen first, though. People who are into them wear “What Would Jesus Do?” T-shirts and make virgin pledges. They’re just so squeaky clean. The twins would have to endure a torrid event, a public disgrace, because our society has very set rules. In order to change perception about someone, we need to be seriously shaken, like an Etch A Sketch. Look at Brooke Shields — she had to do some big fat fucking falls on her face before she could move forward in her career. Their best bet would be to simply disappear for a while. Maybe one of them could break off from the pair and take on a lesbian role (but not with the other twin!) in an edgy foreign film, a role that would really prove some acting chops.

If they want to move into indie films, I would advise them to forge personal relationships with directors who believe in them. Here ya go, girls: Find some director whose daughter is a huge fan of yours and send them tons and tons of free shit, then convince the daddy that you are true actresses. Remind him: “Hey, who took John Travolta seriously? Whoever thought Macaulay Culkin or Brooke Shields should be taken seriously? That could be you, man. Just take a chance on us.”

D-Roc, from the Ying Yang Twins hip-hop duo

Shit, I ain’t never had that kind of money like them other twins have. I’m still trying to get that much. The first thing I be sayin’ to them: Manage your cash properly, don’t spend it all in one place.

Shit. I’m still thinkin’ ’bout all that money!

Yo, I grew up with those Olsen twins on “Full House.” I totally remember them. First off, if they wanna move forward with their career, they gotta get comfortable with their image. There be no fakin’ in, you know what I mean? Be yourself, girls, and the rest will follow. From what I can tell, they haven’t ventured out on their own. They always be chillin’ together! They gotta get their own thaaang. Ya can’t predict a person’s future, ya gotta let them show you who they are, what they wanna be. One might wanna get into a whole new look, a whole new person. How they gonna know that until they try?

I hope these twins can enjoy our music, that they can have a good time out at the club, gettin’ crazy, havin’ fun, all that. However, they may notice that some of our lyrics are a little … well, we be jokin around when we made ‘em up. We was trippin’, trash-talkin’, you know what I’m sayin’? Havin’ fun. By no means are we advocating drugs or alcohol, especially for underage teens. These girls, they’re turning 18, it’s OK to have a drink once in a while, and maybe even after they turn 21, they can get drunk every now and then. But these Olsen twins, they gotta keep their image clean. That’s what the little girls want, that’s what the boys want, that’s what’s best for them. Keep that wholesome look, and they’ll keep raking in the cash. And they should definitely stay off the drugs. Absolutely.

Peace out (times two).

Janice Dickinson, judge on the UPN program “America’s Next Top Model” and self-described “world’s first supermodel”

I’m on a hit show, I’m gorgeous, I feel good, and I’m so grateful to be me … but wait! We’re talking about the Olsen twins here. I adore the Olsen twins! I once met one of them in a pet shop. Which one was it? Hmmm … I think it was the other Olsen, although I can’t be sure. They look so much alike.

I’m the perfect person to give the Olsen twins advice. Everyone in their generation refers to me as “the Oracle.” My daughter is 10, and I am always hanging out with her and her friends at their school, so I KNOW who is hot and who is not with that crowd. Lemme tell you, The Olsen twins are HOT. The young girls love them. Children don’t care that their movie, “New York Minute,” didn’t do well at the box office, because children don’t give a rat’s ass about numbers and ticket sales. They just care about who they can identify with. Those Olsen girls are like modern-day Shirley Temples. My daughter absofuckinglutely loves these girls. In fact, the way for them to really move their careers forward is to have them send lots of free Mary-Kate and Ashley products to our house. Address them to Savvy, my daughter (get my info from the UPN people). Savvy is gorgeous and doesn’t really need any of it, to tell you the truth, but it’d make her happy to get Olsen products, and of course, that would make me happy.

Don’t the Olsen twins sell their stuff at Wal-Mart? That gets me soooooo excited, because I adore Wal-Mart. As a Vogue model and a Vogue reader, I just love that store. The first thing I do when I get in that store is grab the microphone and start yakking. Wal-Mart rocks. I hope they know that I think so. The Wal-Mart shopper understands me. They get me. I love them.

Being the world’s first supermodel, the only things that matter to me are oxygen, hair, makeup and clothes. Children, dogs and, of course, society come second. I love fashion. The Olsens need to get into fashion like me. I grew up reading Vogue, so the Olsens need to get familiar with Vogue. They need to stay up with the trends. Think like French women, girls, and get chic, chic, chic! Buy lots of expensive jewelry and wear it all the time! Have lunch with Anna Wintour (even though I have not always supported every single one of the photos that she has picked). Tell them to start wearing Zac Posen and Heidi Slimane. STAY AWAY from Puff Daddy! No Baby Phat for these babies!

They’re so adorable, I think they should forget acting. Become little mini-model icons. If they were contestants on “America’s Next Top Model,” I totally think they would win. We’d just have to stack them one on top of another, to make a whole Olsen.

When I saw the other Olsen in the pet shop, I could just tell she was a good girl. I knew she wasn’t into drugs and alcohol. And she should stay that way. Just say No, honey. I would recommend the Olsen twins to surround themselves with nice, sober friends. Always have someone very smart around that they can turn to, that they can trust.

Oh, those awful countdown clocks! That kind of thing makes me SO MAD! You tell all those fucking pedophiles that they are going to have to deal with me, Janice Dickinson. I will kick their asses, cut off their dicks and send them off to Mississippi. They are fucking pigs. They need help. THEY are the ones who need to go to therapy. I feel bad for the Olsen twins that they have to deal with all those child molesters ogling them and staring at them and fantasizing about them.

One thing that I absolutely must put my foot down at is PLASTIC SURGERY. In response to those Web sites that say the Olsens have had surgery, I don’t buy it. NO! They’re just too damn young. Personally, I did not have plastic surgery until the end of my shelf life as a fashion model. Now, of course, I’m totally fake. The other day, a photographer told me to smile, and I said, I AM SMILING! It’s the Botox. But what’s good for the geese is not yet good for the gander. To the Olsens: DON’T DO IT GIRLS! DON’T GIVE IN TO THE PRESSURE!

My last words on the subject: Tell them to dump whoever has been managing them and give the Oracle a call (get my number from the UPN people). I will be their new manager. I’ll tell them exactly how to talk, how to walk, where to shop, what to wear, how to get invited to the best fashion shows. And I’ll send a mobster after all those fucking countdown-clock pedophiles.

Go down, young men!

Sexologist Ian Kerner talks to Salon about his new book, "She Comes First," and why the well-trained tongue is mightier than the "sword."

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Go down, young men!

In contrast to the hordes of Viagra fans who battle nightly with erectile dysfunction, sexologist and author Ian Kerner once considered himself a “sexual cripple” of a different sort. It wasn’t getting it up that troubled him — it was sustaining sexual enthusiasm long enough to please his partner (and himself). Starting in adolescence and persisting throughout his 20s and early 30s, Kerner struggled with premature ejaculation. The mere sight of a woman’s naked body could make Kerner lose control, and as he put it, “foreplay quickly led to the end of play.”

Today, a happily married Kerner is relatively free from premature-ejaculation problems; in fact, he has taken the pressure off his penis completely. Armed with a doctorate in clinical sexology, Kerner has devoted his life to the study and practice of good sex. And awkward as it may sound, Kerner credits his success at home and at work to cunnilingus. Going down helped Ian Kerner get back on top.

But Kerner isn’t keeping his sex tips to himself. In an effort to educate men and women about female sexual response, Kerner has written “She Comes First: The Thinking Man’s Guide to Pleasuring a Woman.”

You know those big illustrated charts that hang on the wall of the gynecologist’s examination room, the ones with the detailed cross-section of women’s sexual anatomy? “She Comes First” is like the audio track to those charts, as narrated by an everymanish Tom Hanks type. This straightforward guide to cunnilingus explains everything from odor to orgasms with earnest, educated wit. And while the vulva-savvy woman may already know that “the female orgasm is a complicated affair … requiring persistent stimulation, concentration, and relaxation,” there are few men that wouldn’t benefit from the female-centric philosophy and techniques that Kerner advocates.

Kerner hopes that “She Comes First” will lead to the “next sexual revolution” and pave the way for a sexual world where cunnilingus is not considered foreplay, but recognized as “coreplay” that eventually culminates in orgasm. For all its earnestness, the book lacks the fire to ignite a true revolution, but it certainly provides a blueprint for a new model of female-centric sexual play.

Salon met with Kerner at a cozy teahouse in New York, where a flash rainstorm fortunately drowned out much of our conversation — at least to the ears of the curious patrons seated nearby.

How do you think readers will react to the fact that you’re male? Have you gotten a lot of “What do you know about the female orgasm?”

There is really a lack of understanding in female sexual response in this culture, and a greater understanding of male sexual response. My perspective is that female sexuality is just as understandable, and can be navigated just as consistently, as male sexuality — if we choose to.

How would you suggest that men “get to know” women — their bodies, their sexuality?

We can learn a lot simply from learning about and practicing techniques. I’m trying to educate men about the female sexual anatomy and how to attune themselves more effectively to female sexual response. It’s amazing to me that even with all the scientific biological knowledge about female sexual anatomy that we have today, we are still having the clitoral vs. vaginal orgasm debate. That really stems back to the legacy of Freud and his interest in vanquishing the clitoris in order to promote his own theories and ideas about sexuality, which really ran counter to a lot of the biological information we had at that time. That legacy is somewhat firmly ensconced in our culture even in light of the sexual revolution, even in light of feminist sexual understanding.

Sure, but no matter how much a man educates himself or learns techniques, he can never really understand what a female orgasm actually feels like. What kind of research is the book based on?

The book is based on three dimensions: the first is my own personal experience — my own personal battles with sexual dysfunction and my own desire to understand female sexual response. So that dimension is rather subjective, because in the end I’m just one person, one man. The second dimension is based on my clinical work with couples to help them resolve sexual issues in their relationship. The third level was the research that I did, which included a lot of primary surveys, interviewing people frankly and honestly about their sexual experiences, desires and attitudes. I talked to about a hundred people.

I read that you’re happily married. Did your wife play a role in the book?

My wife is a wonderful woman, and she has been a bastion of enthusiasm and support.

OK, but not everyone has a husband who is a sexologist, especially one who has written a book about oral sex. How did your wife feel about your research for the book?

I’m a private writer. I like to get everything down on the page before showing it to anybody, even my wife. So I think there probably was some initial shock on her part, as in “Oh boy! This is going to be an interesting ride!” Now that the book is finished, my wife likes to joke that she is going on the book tour with me.

What about the sexual routines at the end? Did your wife have any input? Did you test them on her?

Sure! All of the routines at the end have been put to the test, not just by me and my wife, but by patients, friends, some of the survey participants, and people who read advance copies of the book.

Speaking of those routines, were they your own? How did you come up with them?

The routines explained in the book are based on techniques that have been proven to help a woman consistently experience an orgasm, whether it’s a result of intercourse or different forms of stimulation. Of course, I also rely on my own experience. In addition, I spoke to a lot of women about what works and what doesn’t work for them. That helped me get into the mindset of a woman, which you were asking about earlier.

Did you speak with any lesbians about cunnilingus? Girl-girl sex doesn’t really come up in the book.

No, it doesn’t come up. Frankly, a lot of sex books that are written from a bisexual or lesbian or alternative perspective face the danger that they may alienate the average heterosexual guy or the average heterosexual couple. I was really conscious of bringing my message to mainstream America. There are already books out there, written by women, that deal with cunnilingus: “The Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus: How to Go Down on a Woman and Give Her Exquisite Pleasure,” by Violet Blue; “Box Lunch: The Layperson’s Guide to Cunnilingus,” by Diana Cage, coming out later this summer. I am a straight man and I deal clinically with straight couples. I think if this book were written from an alternative viewpoint, it might give men an excuse not to read it or not to take it seriously.

Where do you think men go to get useful information and instruction about sex today?

A lot of men like to read women’s magazines like Cosmopolitan and Jane for sex advice because they feel that many of the men’s magazines are too glib, too lad-oriented. With Maxim, for example, you often get five or 10 tips that are more funny than practical and truly useful.

Many men get their advice — unfortunately, in my opinion– from porn, which just reinforces a lot of false conceptions about female sexuality. And a lot of information comes from the locker room, which has more to do with myth making and tall tales than reality. From the research I’ve done in this area, women are much more likely to talk to other women about sexuality and sexual techniques — siblings and other family members — whereas men are not.

The Playboy Advisor does have a lot of great sex advice and is written by sex journalists and sexologists.

Sure, but not many people are reading Playboy — much less the Playboy Advisor — anymore.

True.

So what’s filling that “Advisor” role now?

Well, a couple of things. In the spirit of “Sex and the City,” there is in general a spirit of female sexual entitlement, and that is leading to a new generation of female-centric porn, magazines like Sweet Action, organizations like Cake that sponsor female-oriented pleasure parties, the Suicide Girls, so I think there is more of those sorts of things going on that are starting to fill the gap.

For women, sure. But for men?

I think there’s a real void in the market in terms of books. Men often get inhibited and even a little defensive when it comes to sexuality and sex instruction. I’ve had any number of male friends tell me, “I don’t need your book.” But what’s funny is that when I give it to the girlfriends or the wives, all the guys end up stealing it.

I’m in my late 20s, and I’ve got to be honest with you: Guys in my generation are not squeamish about oral sex. In fact, my girlfriends and I have noticed that many men use their willingness to perform cunnilingus almost as a badge of honor, as a virtue.

I think men are much more receptive to giving now than they ever have been. That might have a lot to do with that spirit of female entitlement, and the fact that there’s no shame today in being a feminized guy, a sensitive guy. In general, I think that men really do enjoy pleasuring women — they find it intensely gratifying. They crave feedback and instruction but are often reluctant to ask their partners for it. So I think what you get is a bunch of guys with a whole lot of enthusiasm and energy, which is genuine, but a lack of experience and, especially, a lack of technique. I think if this book were published five or six years ago, there would be even fewer men who would be receptive to it. Today, I’m sure there are a lot of guys who say, Of course she comes first, and of course I want to give and provide pleasure, and of course I’m looking to become a better and more proficient lover. But they don’t really know what they’re doing, and they’re not really comfortable talking about it.

There was one part in the book where you mentioned how people get a lot of false notions of sexuality from porn.

Often in porn movies, when you see a man going down on a woman, his tongue is flicking like a cobra. The characters are obsessed with changes and are constantly morphing into new positions. As a result, there are a lot of men, and couples, who get caught up in the theatricality of positions that are not very conducive to stimulating sexual response. To me, part of the beautiful thing about oral sex is that it is an intensely intimate act where a man can really focus on the process of giving — he can enhance his own arousal while allowing his partner to focus on the act of receiving. Many sexual positions that you see in porn miss the simple elegance of giving and receiving.

Men tend to think that when it comes to cunnilingus, they need to do all the work. I think they would really benefit from allowing women to take the lead, let the woman apply the resistance, the friction and pace that works for her — to adopt a real “less is more” strategy.

Why should the woman come first? Why should that be the primary objective of partner intimacy?

The No. 1 question that the editors of Cosmopolitan magazine receive, year after year, from their female readers is, “What can I do to have an orgasm during intercourse?” I would challenge you to find a man who would ask that same question. Clearly, our model of sexual contentment, which is based on intercourse and enshrines the simultaneous orgasm as the apogee of sexual pleasure, does not vouchsafe female pleasure. That has largely to do with the differences in male and female sexual response. Men heat up quickly and cool down quickly, and women tend to heat up more slowly and cool down more slowly. The average man does not maintain penetrative thrusting for more than two and a half to three minutes and is able to achieve an orgasm, whereas women often require 15 to 17 minutes of persistent clitoral stimulation in order to reach an orgasm. We’re looking at a gap, and that gap unfortunately often becomes a raging abyss.

I think it makes a lot of sense for men to focus on pleasuring the woman first. Also, all women have the innate capacity to experience multiple orgasms, so just because she’s had her first orgasm, potentially via cunnilingus, that doesn’t mean that there isn’t a chance for them both to experience the intimacy of intercourse. She comes first, but she can also come again and again.

So basically what you’re saying is that if the man comes first, the likelihood of pleasing the woman is diminished?

I think there are very few men, who, upon having reached their orgasm, will continue to pleasure their woman to her orgasm. And you also have a lot of women who will fake their own orgasms in order to a) not continue with an activity that is not necessarily enjoyable, b) avoid bruising the male ego, and c) understand that criticism can often be destructive to a relationship if not approached and framed properly.

What about women who are able (and prefer) to come through standard intercourse?

I may have written the Cunnilingus Manifesto, but that doesn’t mean I’m proposing a Stalinist purge of the penis! I love my penis as much as the next guy. I’m not anti-intercourse. I’m pro-outercourse. I’m in favor of embracing a model of sexuality that might be less male-centric and more female-centric. I am perfectly comfortable advising men to use their tongues, their hands, sex toys, whatever, to bring women closer to the point of orgasmic inevitability and then potentially transitioning into intercourse. What I am simply against is an uneven playing field in which men are consistently pleasured and women are not.

How did you get to be so vocally female-centric? Have you always felt this way?

Oh, where do I begin… Like a lot of adolescent boys, I wanted to get through all the heavy petting and make the mad rush to experience intercourse, adult sex, “real” sex. Well, I eventually got there, and after a while, I realized that I had a sexual problem and I wasn’t satisfying women. My struggles with premature ejaculation really bruised me and damaged me and led me to feel like a sexual cripple. That led me to want to pleasure women and open myself up to other models of sexual contentment beyond just intercourse. That’s not to say that I didn’t enjoy going down on women, but I think I thought of it as something that’s optional — not necessarily a must-have, must-do. Through analyzing my own experience, and also through reading and studying human sexuality, I was able to come up with an approach that led me down the path to sexual health and contentment. My own personal shortcomings (pun intended) really led me to become sensitive to female pleasure.

I want men to understand, respect and appreciate female sexuality, which I find awesome and inspiring. The female clitoris has twice as many nerve endings as the male penis, the innate capacity to produce multiple orgasms with no known purpose other than to provide pleasure — you can’t say that about the penis. But I don’t think most men approach female sexuality with that level of understanding or appreciation.

There’s a lot of hype around female ejaculation, but in the book you appear to be pretty annoyed with that discussion. What’s your gripe?

For a lot of people, from a cultural or feminist perspective, what female ejaculation says is that a woman can come like a man. To some extent, we all come from the same embryonic tissue — there are lots of similarities in our sexual anatomy and in the way men and women deal with sexual response. But female ejaculation has never been conclusively linked to physiological pleasure. Research has shown that most women don’t even know whether they’re ejaculating or not. There are female ejaculation sites that enthuse about women spouting a bucket of water across the room. Often, that is just simply a result of bearing down on the pelvis and — well, peeing. Now I want to be clear here: technically, female ejaculation is not urine. It is more similar to a male prostatic fluid. However research has shown that if a woman is consciously trying to ejaculate, that ejaculate is more likely to contain elements of urine than when it’s just happening spontaneously and involuntarily.

In my opinion, one of the beautiful aspects of sexual response is that it allows us to just sort of let go and slip into an involuntary state. When you tell women to focus intensely on ejaculation at the point of orgasm, you’re really introducing a voluntary element to an involuntary process. It can end up diminishing pleasure rather than enhancing it. That’s why I prefer not to dwell on female ejaculation and I urge my readers not to get too hung up on it, either.

Why did you decide to take such a neutral, clinical tone and not spice things or use sexier language that might increase the book’s appeal to men?

The No. 2 reason for divorce in this country is sexual dissatisfaction, and I take that intensely seriously. The philosophy I put forth in the book has true value to me. I’m not trying to turn it into entertainment. The voice in the book is my voice. I use terms like “cunnilingus,” “vulva,” “sexual response.” I had a lot of women say to me, “Why didn’t you just use the word ‘pussy’? It’s a cool, hip, female-centric term.” My response to that is, to you. But I guarantee that to someone else, it’s not.

These aren’t the terms I use in the bedroom, trust me. Then again, the terms I use in the bedroom are probably different from the terms used by your boyfriend or your husband. Everyone experiences sex differently, everyone talks about it differently and everyone gets turned on by different things. Turning people on wasn’t my focus.

I wasn’t setting out to write the great American novel. In the end I was writing a guide that was part philosophical and part practical. I want to change behavior. I want to improve people’s sex lives.

Did your own sex life change with the book or afterward?

I don’t think it did, but my wife says it has. Sometimes she’s like, “Is that in your book? That’s different!” Or, “You’ve got this down better!”

In the book you suggest that men should be willing to go down on their partner as long as it takes to bring her to orgasm, which can be anywhere from 15 minutes to 45 minutes. And that’s even before getting to intercourse.

If you’re enjoying yourself and you’re stimulated, I think you should postpone that enjoyment as long as possible. If a guy says it’s too long or it’s boring, either he’s not doing something right or he’s with the wrong person.

We tend to talk a lot about sex ruts and what happens when people are together for too long and the sex becomes boring. But what we don’t focus on is that familiarity also leads to knowing and understanding each other’s sexuality. Clinical studies have shown that women who are married are often able to achieve orgasms much more easily than women who are single or dating. The more committed you are to knowing someone sexually, the more familiar you are and the less time it potentially takes.

I think a lot of people are going to approach the book as the definitive guide to oral sex or the definitive guide to cunnilingus. While I do believe that the tongue is mightier than the sword, it’s not a means unto itself. It’s a means unto an end. A study of female sexuality shows us that women require persistent clitoral stimulation in order to reach orgasm and very often don’t get that stimulation. That’s why so many women are able to achieve orgasm via masturbation and tell themselves, “Well, when I’m with my guy, it’s not about the orgasm. Orgasms are for me and my vibrator.” I’m trying to get people to move outside of the intercourse discourse and embrace a new model of female sexuality that does not exclude male gratification but ensures mutual gratification. That’s why the book is called “She Comes First” and not “Tongue Tips.”

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Who you callin’ fat?

After a lifetime of obsessing over her weight, the author of "The Fat Girl's Guide to Life" embarked on a mission to free women from their fear of fat.

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Don’t be turned off by the title: Wendy Shanker’s self-help memoir, “The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life,” isn’t just for overweight women. Shanker’s frank and funny look at living large in America will resonate with any woman who has obsessed over her body image (and who hasn’t?). Sounding off on everything from diets to drugs, models to magazines, food to finances, “The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life” recounts the strategies that Shanker, a TV and magazine writer and stand-up comedian, has used to “come to terms with the skin I’m in.” She’s unapologetically Fat with a capital F — “fat is a state of body,” she writes, “but Fat is a state of mind” — and wants to demystify and reclaim the word.

She didn’t always feel this way. Shanker begins “The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life” with some of the most significant moments of her “fifteen-year odyssey of self-loathing and self-doubt.” She recounts her dieting debacles (including a fluke armed robbery at a Weight Watchers meeting), embarrassing setbacks (like getting caught devouring the last piece of her college roommate’s birthday cake), and her efforts to figure out the psychological factors that influence her relationship with food. She’s incredibly candid and doesn’t shy away from sex or between-the-sheets body-image worries: “I’d live in fear that the guy lurking down below would suddenly lift his head and scream, ‘Ewww! You’re fat and disgusting! What the hell did I just touch? Is that even a body part that other people have?’”

In early 2002, Shanker hit rock bottom and checked herself into the Duke Diet and Fitness Center, a renowned research center and weight loss treatment clinic in Durham, N.C. For one long, frustrating month, she ate like a monk, exercised like a Olympian, spent almost $10,000 on programs, therapy and travel — yet still only lost two pounds. It was this experience that shaped her current attitude toward fat — and her vow never to diet again. “If we can’t take it off, ” she writes, “then we might as well just take it on.”

Salon met with Shanker at a local bakery (yes, the cappuccinos were full fat) to discuss America’s obsession with obesity and her quest to empower Fat Girls.

Titling the book “The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life” is a pretty bold move. Did you have any fear of people being put off by the title?

From the first minute I thought about writing this book, I knew I was going to call it “The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life.” I was shocked that title wasn’t already taken by somebody! Part of what I’m trying to do is demystify “fat,” to make it a word about size and not a word about personality. My publisher and I talked about softening it up, putting a subtitle, something like “Your Body’s Great!: The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life,” but we could never decide on the right phrase, and I didn’t really want to go there anyway.

One of the questions I keep getting is: “I’d really like to buy this book for a friend of mine, but I’m afraid I’m going to offend them.” But if that’s the case, then tell them that this is the story of a fat girl named Wendy Shanker, and then they can pretend that they’re reading about me and secretly they can be thinking about themselves.

You open the book by saying, “This book is for you, whether you feel fat or look fat or act fat or none of the above.” Do you think those “none of the above” people will really pick up the book and read it?

OK, 68 percent of the adult female population is wearing a size 12 or larger, so even if I just spoke to women whose doctors would say, “You’re fat and you need to lose weight,” that would be two-thirds of the population. That’d be great, but part of what I think is crazy about body-image dynamics right now is that there are so many skinny girls and average girls who think they’re fat and are looking for answers to some of their fat problems. If you think that you’re physically fat, you’re gonna read this book and say, All right, fine, so I’m fat, big deal. That’s me and I’m happy. And if you’re not, then I hope that you can plug in to it.

Going into the book, did you know exactly what you wanted to do? Did you have a finished product in mind?

I’ve been a columnist for Grace, I’ve written for Mode and other magazines, so I thought I’d string together a bunch of essays and laugh my way to the bank — or not. What I found while I was writing was that I had a lot more to say than I thought I did. It’s really about covering the evolution I’ve made in terms of thinking about my body, particularly over the past couple of years. After I went to the Duke Diet and Fitness Center (which I talk about in the book), I sort of had this epiphany. It felt like that material I’d written before and the way I thought about body image before that just seemed irrelevant. I’ve come to terms with, “OK, here’s my body. It’s fat.” I don’t have to be in love with it, but I certainly have to appreciate it and stop fighting what it wants to be and what it wants to look like.

I checked out the fat-acceptance Web site Big Fat Blog that you mention in your book. Responses to “The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life” were mixed: Some from the Big Fat Bloggers felt that you were ambivalent about “true fat acceptance,” that you sounded “deeply conflicted in [your] own journey to self acceptance,” and that you gave “seemingly contradictory recommendations.”

I think that the fat-acceptance crowd is going to be a lot more critical of this book than the mainstream reading audience. To the regular girl who’s reading Glamour or Marie Claire, the idea that your body can look however it wants to look is a pretty radical notion. To the Big Fat Blog audience, it’s offensive that you would think any other way. This book might be a little too gentle for a group that already feels empowered and already feels politicized about size issues. So I’m not surprised that they’re going to be tough on me. I anticipated it and am very interested in hearing it.

As you were writing the book, did you ever reach a point when you were like, who is my target audience here? Am I talking to the kind of woman who is willing to wear the control-top pantyhose and the girdle, or am I talking to the ones, like those at BFB, who want to just let it all hang out?

At first I was really torn, I wanted to be everything to everybody. I remember sitting in my living room with little index cards that said things like “Fat and Happy,” “Fat and Concerned,” “Fat and Fit,” “Fat and Wondering,” and thinking, Who am I writing for? At some point I realized that this really does have to come from my experience. People will either agree or disagree. The trickiest part of writing this book was to talk about that ambivalence and to talk about that complexity. I really did not want to write, “I’m fat and happy and I love my body!” because the truth is, I don’t. Some days I do, and other days I’m like ugh! I’m like anybody. That’s really what I’m trying to get at here.

Having worked in TV and magazines, do you feel conflicted that the same system that perpetuates unrealistic images of women (or children, or men, or homes, or lifestyles, for that matter) is the same system from which you derive professional fulfillment? The same system that helps you pay the rent?

Yes, definitely. But my goal has always been, well what can I do from inside the system to get that alternative voice out there. How can I be subtly subversive? One of the delightful things about working at TRL on MTV was that my underlying ambition was to get girls on TV that didn’t all look stick figures. If we’re going to show girls dancing at the MTV Beach House, let’s also show girls who aren’t wearing bikinis, who are wearing T-shirts and shorts. Let’s show girls in the audience of different ethnicities; let’s show girls speaking in a humorous voice instead of just “Ohhh, I love Justin!”

Entertainment is so intense. It’s really hard to knock on the outside and say, “Put a fat girl in a movie!” It’s a lot easier to do that from the inside.

How do you feel about America’s newly declared “war on obesity”?

I think it’s terrible. The U.S. Surgeon General recently said that the threat of obesity in the United States is worse than the threat of terrorism. I guess that makes me Osama bin Larden. That’s ridiculous! What I put in my mouth will not destroy lives in America. I was supposed to be on CNN last week, and they bumped me because hostages were taken in Iraq. I was like, Well, CNN doesn’t think that my fat ass is more important than terrorism, so why does the U.S. Surgeon General think so?

What would be the ultimate reward for writing this book?

Let’s see … I guess one of the greatest outcomes would be Brad Pitt hooking up with a fat girl in a movie in the steamiest sex scene ever and everybody saying, “Wow, that was hottest thing I’ve ever seen!” That would be symptomatic of this book having an effect.

The other best thing has already happened. I got a letter from a woman who said, “I’ve felt weird and freakish my whole life. I just read your book, and I want to thank you for being you, and for being a Fat Girl.” I thought: OK, I’m done. I’m going to cancel on Salon, I’m going to cancel on CNN, I’m going to stop selling the book, because this one woman in Brooklyn said this, and that just totally does it for me.

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Blue teeth: A gallery

When white goes wrong (Attention: Regis, Demi and Hannity!)

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Blue teeth: A gallery

Salon’s clinical research into the victims of blue teeth (what David Amsden describes as extreme cases where bleached teeth “have surpassed the whole spectrum of white — from nimbus to bone, pearl to opal — and have turned a shade off…blue“) was complicated not by lack of specimens. In fact, because of cable news ( Laurie Dhue, Brian Kilmeade, Brenda Buttner: You’re lucky we decided on just one Fox correspondent) and reality TV shows (Brian H. of “Boy Meets Boy”: we just couldn’t find a good enough photo) there was a veritable epidemic of cases to choose from.

So we focused on the most prominent casualties and, for them, a prescription: Five black cups of coffee, a pack of Marlboro Reds and a new team of stylists to keep this from ever happening again.


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Reality TV’s intern from hell

Drew, the fired intern from "The Restaurant," wants to make one thing clear: "I might seem a little cocky at times, but under no circumstances am I a monster."

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When Drew Abruzzese first arrived on NBC’s reality show “The Restaurant,” he looked liked a potential replacement for “Apprentice” schemer Omarosa Manigault-Stallworth.

The 20-year-old intern turned up at Rocco’s 22nd Street this season as part of a team brought in by financier Jeffrey Chodorow to help rescue the money-losing restaurant run by Rocco DiSpirito. We quickly learned — as the camera cut frequently to Abruzzese’s smirking face whenever Chodorow bemoaned the restaurant’s financial screw-ups — that there would be mischief to come. And as soon as Abruzzese, who looks as though he may have just had his first shave, bragged that he had 15 years of experience in the business and that his specialty was solving problems, a reality-show star was born.

Cut to Monday night’s episode of “The Restaurant”: Abruzzese was caught arguing with Chef Tony, giving away free margaritas while working (underage, illegally) behind the bar, and generally annoying everyone around him. Even Rocco’s good-natured mama cautioned Abruzzese to stay out of her son’s way. Finally, after Rocco overheard Abruzzese refer to him as “Captain Douchebag” on the phone, Drew the Intern was sent packing.

Salon caught up with the University of Delaware junior on his cellphone this weekend as he drove through his hometown of New Hope, Pa. He had just returned from doing a little shopping in preparation for an appearance on “Access Hollywood” later this week.

How exactly do you know Jeffrey Chodorow?

Jeffrey is a neighbor of ours. His main house in Pennsylvania is about a mile away from my parents. Jeffrey is a regular at my dad’s restaurant, the Pineville Tavern [in Pineville, Pa.]. They became friends, although not incredibly close.

How did you manage to turn that into such a high-profile internship?

NBC needed another person to be on the show who didn’t mind the cameras. All the people who work for Jeffrey are corporate chefs, corporate consultants; they were there to do a job and were not concerned with entertainment. Jeffrey came into the restaurant for dinner one night with his family. He said, if I can ever do anything for you, if you want to get involved with the TV show, just let me know, because producers are breathing down my neck to bring someone in who doesn’t mind the camera situation. He asked me right then and there [to be on the show]. I dismissed it initially: I’m in school. I’m busy. But when I went home and told my dad, he said, “You call Jeffrey right away and say, ‘Absolutely!’” Once my father gave me the OK to pursue it, I was pretty proactive. My school felt comfortable calling it an internship because it was very connected to my major, hotel-restaurant institutional management.

You’re only 20 years old. Can you explain what you meant when you said, “I’ve worked in the business for 15 years”?

A lot of people take that out of context. Does that mean that in those 15 years I’ve gained as much experience as someone like Georges Perrier [of Le Bec-Fin in Philadelphia]? No. When I say I’ve been in the business for 15 years, I don’t mean I’ve been sweating over a hot stove, but I really have spent the last 15 years of my life trying to get as much restaurant experience as I can. I’ve worked at my parents’ restaurants [the Pineville Tavern and the Moonlight Restaurant in New Hope, Pa.], doing whatever I could to help out, since I was 5 years old, as well as at a lot of charity events and catering.

What made you decide to be so aggressive?

I was there to sit around and learn, and to give feedback at the same time. If I saw somebody doing something wrong, I wondered, should I say something? Should I do something? I was very unclear on what I was supposed to be doing. Unfortunately, I tried to get more involved than everyone wanted me to be.

Did you have any idea of how you would be portrayed on the show?

From what I understand, they make me look really, really bad. Whatever. I’m really not that bad. I might seem a little cocky at times, but under no circumstances am I a monster.

Were you ever told how to behave?

There was no coaching involved, no scripting. I’m not an actor. I was doing this because it was a chance for me to get my name out there and to hang with the top people in the business. You can’t regret an experience, positive or negative, when you’ve learned something from it.

And what did you learn from this experience?

Don’t insult the boss. Don’t call the boss names. I shouldn’t have ever said what I said. I would apologize to Rocco if I could.

Yeah, what were you thinking when you called Rocco “Captain Douchebag”?

What was I thinking? I was thinking he was a douchebag!

I had a lot of problems with Rocco. I could tell when I first shook his hand that he didn’t like me. He insulted me and called me names over the phone, so instead of making a scene in the restaurant, I just simply called him a name. Maybe it wasn’t the right time, the right place, the right person or the right name, but it turned the entire show around.

Is it a little weird to become a TV reality show character, to go from being Drew Abruzzese to being “Drew, the intern from hell”?

Oh god. The first day I was reading all that stuff, I was freaking out. I was like, what are they doing? They’re making me out to be a jerk-off! But now my name is in every major newspaper in the U.S. I’m like, I’ll be as bad as you want me to be. If I knew all I had to do was be a dick, I would’ve done that five years ago, because now I’m getting all this publicity.

Jeffrey called me yesterday and was a little upset. He feels bad about how they were making me look. I was like, who cares? Let’s just have fun. A year from now, who’s really going to remember this anyway?

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