Dipped In Cream
28Jun/108

Seattle’s Landmark “Lusty Lady” Peep Show CLOSES

The Lusty Lady's clever marquee

"Check Out Our Stimulous Package!" - Lusty Lady Marquee

It was a sad day this weekend for a Seattle institution.  The Lusty Lady, on 1st Avenue closed its doors, due to the economic decline of late.  Seems no one, sadly,  is recession-proof.

The Lusty Lady was just steps away from the Pike Place Market and the new Four Seasons Hotel, as well as the Seattle Art Museum.  I thought it was charming that the landmark was firmly settled amongst the new hotspots, as well as other Seattle landmarks just a block up from the waterfront.

via: Jack Tilt/Associated Content

"They [The Lusty Lady] also keep the cameras out, all but one, that of Photographer Erika Langley, who wanted to do a piece on the infamous strip club, one of the most famous and original peep shows in the country. The owners, women, ex-strippers, veterans of the trade, pioneers of the industry agreed, but only if she became part of their culture first. They said she had to dance with the strippers if she wants to photograph them. The owners of Lusty Lady want to modernize the industry; they want to revolutionize it. They want to raise the level of respect, and the rights of strippers. They are ex-strippers themselves.

Langley agreed to their counter offer, and eventually wrote a book about the place (called The Lusty Lady). Complete with photos and interviews, it juxtaposes the real lives of the dancers. It made the place famous. Langley chose it because it is unique. So did HBO, who did a biography special on The Lusty Lady, which aired in July of 2000. The Lusty Lady is widely respected, for its vision, its purpose, and for its ladies. Yes, it is a strip club, a peep show, but how many peep shows are across the street from an art museum, and just down the block from one of the most highly-trafficked markets in the world? Not many."

I can't believe I haven't read this book yet, although it's been on my to-do list for a long time.

I was never offended by The Lusty Lady; quite the contrary.  Yes.  I've been inside. (Yeah, no one's shocked, are they? I went three or four times back in the early 90's, so what?)

Once you are inside the establishment, it had the feeling of a county fair funhouse...totally dark with loud music.  Once your eyes adjusted, you had the choice of watching an old porno in a booth, spending some quality time ($$$$$) talking to one of the ladies or going into a booth to watch the girls behind the glass for a quarter for a couple of minutes.  There are two types of booths--one allows the girls to see you, the other keeps it all private so only the viewer can see the girls.  I chose to be seen.  What I remember most is that once the girls see that another woman is there to see them, they FLOCK to your own little window pane.  It was incredibly flattering and an ego-boost.  More than anything, I remember their genuinely friendly smiles.

I found the women at The Lusty Lady to be anything BUT the "typical" strippers that you see in the movies.  They almost had an innocence (albeit sexy) image.   The Lusty Lady was owned and operated by women.  Some were ex-strippers who gave the dancers dignity and understanding, and were provided with medical and dental benefits, gym memberships  and were paid upwards of $27.00 per hour, rather than the usual "independent contractor" scenario that the girls up the street in the big strip club have to be in order to PAY for their time onstage.  (Which is why a lot of illegal activities arise--rules are broken in order for these women to make a living at the typical strip clubs.) Most of the Lusty Ladies were very natural in appearance and had a sweet way about them.  I've also been to one of the biggest strip clubs in Las Vegas, and it was hyper-competitive.  It felt like there were hundreds of girls wanting to give  a lapdance or take me up to the VIP Room (I declined the latter offer).

I always looked forward to seeing what The Lusty Lady's marquee would have up each time I drove up 1st Avenue...now all I see is tourists jay-walking their way toward the Pike Place Market.  Sigh.

It's the end of an era.  Lusty Lady? You will be missed.

Written by: Diva Julia

25Jun/104

Michael Jackson is still gone, and I still never can say goodbye.

I saw Michael the first time when I was in 3rd grade, I think.  The Jackson 5 were performing on the Ed Sullivan Show.  I remember being stunned that someone my age (or close, anyway) could actually sing and be on TV.  It seemed strange and wonderful, and I was hooked.

I wanted to post some of our readers' emails and Facebook comments regarding Michael...

Dayna: As a little girl, The Way You Make Me FeelPretty Young Thing now.

Stephen: Man in the Mirror; Black and White; I'll Be There

Heather: I have memories of living in Alaska, power out in the winter time, huddled around a wood burning fire in the fireplace, listening to MJ Thriller album on the boom box. :)

Zhanna: I grew up listening to Michael Jackson. So many songs mean so much. Here are my top three and why.

"Man in the Mirror" is a timeless message that all people need to take to heart. So many people go through life complaining about how bad it is, but don't do anything about it. If we would all make the changes in our own lives, it would spread like the ripples on a still pond when a pebble is dropped in it.

"I'll be There" is the story of true friendship. To have a friend, you have to be a friend. We all need to treat each other the way we want to be treated and the world would be much better off.

"Black or White" is another life lesson type of song. It doesn't matter what color anybody is. We are all people and all want to be loved and accepted for who we are!

Thanks, Julia for doing this!

Adam: Thriller,   I Want You Back, Smooth Criminal (Inside joke: Recessa Annie are you okay?)

Lily: Say Say Say, I'll Be There, Ben

Alex: (verbatim)  "Give In To Me was Michael's attempt at grunge and it RULED.  I can remember getting Bad on cassette and riding around on my Huffy bike around the cul de sac with my red Walkman".

And here is Felix...Alex and Dayna's baby, Third Generation MJ Fan.

Felix - in his MJ onesie.

We hope you resting peacefully, Michael.

Written by: Diva Julia

25Jun/100

Remembering Michael Jackson’s Time…

MJ and Iman..."Remember the Time"

I, like everyone in my generation, grew up listening to Michael Jackson. I have to admit, my brother Armond was the bigger fan. He never dressed like him, or danced like him but he always liked his music more than I did. Looking back on things I wish that I had been a bigger fan. It's not that I didn't enjoy everything he gave us in the form of music, but I feel like some things were lost on me.

Now, I can look back and realize how funny he was, how nice he was. How dedicated he was to being a great performer.  I looked forward to seeing the Thriller video on heavy rotation on MTV and BET during Halloween. Whenever there was a Michael Jackson weekend, usually during an album release, I stay glued to the television hoping to catch a certain video. So I did love Michael the entertainer, but I wish I, and all of us, had gotten to know Michael the person more.

As popular and public as he was, he was really a private person. I think that is what added to the mystery and the weirdness of what he became as he got older. So while he was enjoying his life with his children, we were all speculating about their births and if they were really his. I think about how much this had to hurt him. He always seemed so sensitive and caring, but lonely. While he was literally changing before our eyes, not many knew that he was suffering with a serious condition. And this is what bothers me the most about all of the criticism he faced in his life.  There were some people who felt like this was all deliberate and just another strange way Michael was reinventing himself.  Black fans disowned him because of this, not really understanding what was really happening to him.  I've written about how much Jamie Foxx annoys me, but my disdain for him reached a boiling point when while hosting the BET Awards last year he said "Michael belonged to us." Us, as in black people. I always felt like Michael's biggest critics were his black fans who maybe felt that he strayed too far away from his roots? Michael belonged to everyone.  That's an odd statement to make, but I think that's also how Michael felt.  He entertained millions and gave himself to everyone. It was always so overwhelming to see people in Tokyo, Spain, even Africa crying and screaming over him. At the time I never got it, and it's so sad that it took his death to make me realize what he gave and did for so many.

Michael Jackson wasn't called the King of Pop for nothing.  He earned the title and lived up to it.  Michael Jackson was music royalty. Whenever there is talk of who is the next Michael Jackson the same names are mention, Usher, Justin Timberlake and Beyonce. T hey are all great, and obviously influenced by him, but there will never be another Michael.  There will never be that same excitement, that same electricity with another artist.  No one will ever have the effect that Michael had on people.  I can't remember the last time an entire country got together to celebrate or scream and cry over someone.  (If you say Justin Beiber, we're going to have to fight.)  Michael's  concerts were events, his videos were epic.  I remember sitting on the floor in our living room waiting on the premier for the Remember The Time video.  It was going to be shown on all the major networks at the same time. Eddie Murphy, Iman and Magic Johnson were starring in it.  There had been celebrities in videos, but this was so major.  I loved every minute of it.  The choreography still feels so fresh and that was MJ at his sexiest.  I miss that time when video premieres were that big of a deal.  Lady Gaga and Beyonce in a Tarantino-lite video being shown on E! just doesn't do it for me.  Christina Aguilera in a latex orgy at midnight on the internet, I think I'll pass.

"Where were you when you heard that Michael Jackson died" is the new ,"Where were you when JFK was shot?".  It's been a very long year, and I don't usually look at deaths as anniversaries, which are for celebrating, but that is what MJ's fans are doing--celebrating his life and his legacy.

However you felt about Michael Jackson when he was alive, all of that is overshadowed by the fact that he still lives on in his music.  What he gave to us is more important than baby dangling or dancing on top of cars.  All of those moments were pretty entertaining as well though.  My hope is that kids who didn't get the chance to grow up with him will discover his songs, his videos, and appreciate him the way that I wish I had when he was still with us.
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Written by: Diva Julia

25Jun/100

Michael Jackson Items Up For Auction at Julien’s in Las Vegas – Never Before Seen Photos

mage Credit: Vente aux enchères Pierre Bergé & Associés Arno Bani 2010

Photographs taken (but ultimately not used) for Michael Jackson's Invincible are up for auction at Julien's Auctions in Las Vegas, among other items that were once used by Michael onstage or worn in public.

Other Michael Jackson items included in the auction are a signed “Beat It” jacket, his sunglasses he'd given to Corey Feldman, a beaded shirt and jacket, the outfit he wore during his “Victory” tour, and handwritten and signed lyrics from Jackson’s song “Bad.”

David Bowie's Aladdin Sane

Aladdin Sane seems to have been an influence in Michael's never before seen photos...

Written by: Diva Julia

25Jun/100

June 25, 2010 is All Michael Jackson, ALL DAY on Dipped in Cream

Michael...we miss you.

Photo: AEGLIVE

Here's what I need from y'all:  I want your favorite Michael Jackson stories; you favorite songs, videos, TV appearances--concerts, if you were fortunate enough to have seem him in person.

I will absolutely post your stories.  Simply email me at divajulia@dippedincream.com.

It's so wonderful that Dipped in Cream is followed and read by folks all over the globe.  (Sometimes I am completely shocked when I see on my tracker that I have regular readers from Dubai, Hong Kong, Nashville, Sydney, Paris, London, Montreal...it warms my heart.)  I would truly love to hear how MJ affected your lives.  Each story is unique...but similar at the same time.  Michael brought the world together.

This was THE performance of the 1980's...and truly when the magic began.

I'll be waiting for your stories and lists... xoxo ~ j

Written by: Diva Julia

24Jun/101

Michael Jackson – One Year After. He’s still gone…

A year on, and I'm still not sure what to say.

Like the Princess whose firefly-bright light was squashed against concrete and steel in a Paris tunnel, it felt like a weird kind of robbery -and a surreal personal marker. Your childhood is officially dead. Let it go. You will never forget this day.

Amidst rainstorms and slick pavement, a pale-pink sky breathed a deep sigh; the world was wet but wasn't done weeping. He's gone. The man behind "Billie Jean", my original Thriller, had vanished; that boy-man who stood on tiptoe and slid across countless stages, whose light was so bright even his own skin couldn't stand it -the baby-dangler, the weirdo, the molester, That Freak. He left us.

I still don't know what to say, or think. It feels trite to say "he changed the world" -well, duh. The effect -of his life, and his death -feels weirdly more personal than that. The gentle revolutionary, the scarred Mad Hatter, the exhibitionist recluse -even now, he floats around my memory and haunts my imagination like few other figures do. Unlike the father of that dark-haired beauty he married back in the 90s, MJ had the unique power of bridging the seemingly-unconquerable racial divide that still echoes through America.

During his life, he was loved, revered, worshipped, then mistrusted, mocked, and hated -equally; there was no racial bias to public reaction. The outpouring of grief at his passing both moves and shocks me a year on, while the fetid hypocrisy of the rich-and-famous, and the vampiric actions of many of the Jackson family members, still infuriates. Labels are tiresome; name-checking feels false. That waterfall of lurrrvve ought to have come during the dark days of a life spent in cars, hotel rooms, studios, boardrooms; it seems tragically laughable that plaudits were instead handed out, in ever-dramatic style, with a golden casket glinting in the callous sterility of a cold stadium.  Please, I wanted to scream, leave him to dance forever across the wide-open, cartoon-strewn-alleyway-imagination of every kid who ever had a silver glove and bruises from too many failed Moonwalkings.

A beautiful bright spot came with the viewing of MJ's lovely, lively daughter rapping in a Youtube video. Charming, beguiling, sweet. Just another adorable, smart kid. Something about it was fortifying, the same way the bassline of "Billie Jean" is; there's a heartbeat there that's quiet, insistent, majestic and magical.  It beats in all of us.

It's Human Nature, baby.

Written by: Catherine

31May/100

Lady Gaga on Larry King LIVE, June 1, 2010 – VIDEOS

Lady Gaga on Larry King LIVE - Photo:CNN

Lady Gaga will debut her new video for "Alejandro" on Larry King LIVE tomorrow night, as well as discuss her diagnosis with what's being referred to as "Borderline Positive" Lupus.

via www.Lupus.org:

The screening test for lupus is called the ANA (antinuclear antibody). All lab tests have normal values. If a test result comes back and the value is at the upper limit of normal, this is often referred to as being on the border or borderline. These results are often very difficult to interpret; and the assessment of its importance is dependent on meeting other criterion. It is likely that a borderline positive ANA assumes more importance if other criteria are also present.

Gaga also discusses the repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell with Larry...but seriously, how great does she look in her homage to Larry's  suspenders? (Known as braces if you're reeeeeally into men's clothing. Guilty as charged.)  Gaga's rolled-up sleeves and a tie with trousers? Gaga wears menswear WELL.

We will forever wonder how Michael Jackson and Lady Gaga would have sounded, looked and danced together.  Sigh.

Written by: Diva Julia

29May/104

Dennis Hopper Dead at 74

Dennis Hopper in the 1969 classic, "Easy Rider"

Iconic American film actor, Dennis Hopper has passed away, after a long struggle with prostate cancer.

No matter what age we are, everyone has their favorite Dennis Hopper film.  Mine was not Easy Rider, nor was it David Lynch's "masterpiece" Blue Velvet.  (It was his role in True Romance as Clifford Worley that was heartbreaking and funny at the same time.)  I found Hopper's portrayal of nutcase, Frank Booth to be so horrifying that he gave me a stomachache for days.  (I know, with all my talk about The Human Centipede, Silence of the Lambs and the like, you'd think I could handle it...but NO.)  As Frank, we were given a sadistic, nitrous oxide huffing, sexual deviant kidnapper who could probably live next door to us and we'd never think twice about him.  THAT is what Dennis Hopper was...an actor who would completely inhabit the role he was given.

The beyond creepy, Frank Booth in "Blue Velvet"

We'll all probably have nightmares about Frank Booth tonight....and Dennis Hopper will smile that smirky smile he always gave...with a glint in his pale blue eyes.

Rest peacefully, Dennis Hopper.  You will be missed.

Written by: Diva Julia

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28May/100

Gary Coleman has died.

Gary Coleman, as Arnold in "Different Strokes"

Gary Coleman has passed away at the age of 42.

via TMZ:

"Gary Coleman has died as the result of injuries he suffered earlier this week, the hospital tells TMZ.

We've learned Gary's wife, Shannon, made the decision to pull life support early this AM.

We're told Coleman died at 12:05 PM MST.  He died of a intracranial hemorrhage.

Family members and close friends were at Coleman's side when life support was pulled.

He was 42.

As TMZ first reported, Coleman was rushed to a hospital in Utah after he fell and hurt his head. He was on life support since Thursday."

Gary will be forever known by his catch-phrase, "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" from the 1980's sitcom, Different Strokes.

Written by: Diva Julia

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24May/104

Simon Monjack has died?

Brittany Murphy's husband, Simon Monjack

What the hell is going ON here?

The husband of Brittany Murphy, who died last December has also died on what was his 40th birthday last night.  Brittany's mother, Sharon found him unconscious around 9:30 and called 911.  Monjack was pronounced dead at 9:40 p.m.

via NYDT.com

"We concluded there no signs of foul play or any criminal activity involved," said Sgt. Alex Ortiz, a police spokesman.

Firefighters rushed to Monjack's Rising Glen Road mansion on Sunday night after an emergency call came in from a female that sources said was likely Murphy's mother, Sharon. Emergency workers tried to resuscitate Monjack about 9:40 p.m., but he was pronounced dead soon after.

The Los Angeles coroner's office is now taking over the investigation since criminal activity had been ruled out, Ortiz said."

There a few questions I've got about this news.  My first one involves Brittany's mom Sharon finding Simon.

Odd.  Ummm...RIP, Simon.

Written by: Diva Julia

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