The End Of The Bachelor Life Fantasy In The Prime ‘Playboy Era’
By Kevin Wilkerson, PubClub.com Lifestyle Blogger
The bunnies are up for sale.
On the verge of Easter!?
That hardly seems right.
But sure enough, Playboy Enterprises has been put up for sale in a deal that could total around $500 million, according to the Wall Street Journal. For a bachelor whose early childhood ideas of the bachelor lifestyle were shaped by Playboy, it’s a “say it ain’t so, Hef!,” moment
Of course, Playboy today is not what Playboy was then; the magazine took a dive when more provocative publications started swamping the adult bookstands (Penthouse, which then became tame compared to Hustler, Swank and many others, one of which was called something like Big Boobs which captured the admiration of a friend who likes large-chested women).
To say nothing of what one can get now on the Internet.
In fact, today Playboy doesn’t even publish nude photos of girls. And the mansion is for sale.
Sometimes, I wish I had been in my singles prime back in the “Playboy era.”
I have visions of going to suave and sophisticated places like the Playboy Club where I would sit around sipping cocktails, talking to other “gentlemen” about stock prices and our golf games while being surrounded by a swarm of gorgeous girls.
Naturally, being suave and sophisticated, I would have my pick of the litter of girls, and each night I would take a different one back to my “bachelor pad” where I would hit a button and the bed would drop down out of the wall, soft music would start playing and a bar would automatically start dispensing drinks.
Of course, if there’s one thing I’ve learned in life, it’s that the reality rarely lives up to one’s fantasies. So I may be off just a “hare” on what it was truly like in the “Playboy era.”
Still, I did made it to the Playboy Mansion one time. Not in its prime for one of Hef’s parties, mind you, but for a Playboy function. Playboy has been renting the mansion out for years to promoters but this was an official event. Hef was there, escorted by a bunny under each arm.
Actually, he was really just being shuffled along and the two bunnies appeared to be holding him up more than actually escorting him. Still, what admiration I had for the man – after all, he had more beautiful women than Joe Namath in his prime.
When I saw that Playboy Enterprises went up for sale, a little of my bachelor fantasy went with it.