Liz on SeXis: Lo I have been to the Mansion...and it was awesome.
My apologies if lately this blog has been as spotty as a splatter-painted cheetah; it's been one of those seasons...the ones where someone has pulled the tracks out from under you and you have to lay them back down while the train is coming at full speed? You've been there. We've all been there. So I haven't been posting as much and missed sharing this piece, which came out a while back when some unkind things were said in the press about one of my main-role-model squeezes, Hugh Hefner. Say what you want about Hef, but I can't look at the pipe-fondling publishing genius with the Mona Lisa smile (except we all know why Hef grins) without feeling comforted and inspired. He always makes me feel like it's possible to be one of the great ones...and one of the good ones...at the same time. Anyway, I recently wrote this piece for SeXis about who Hugh Hefner is in our culture, what it's like to age as a symbol of sexuality and the time I got to meet the man hi