Isn’t it true?
What man wouldn’t really just love to live in a mansion with hundreds of beautiful, sexy babes 24/7!
Of course he may be damned when he dies for having all that fun, don’t know. But he sure is The Man in this world, no?
I’d like to be perceived as more suave and laid more often by beautiful women, the way Heff is, but to be honest - and this is leaving aside the “objectifiction of women” issue, which is not a small one - his whole lifestyle seems like a self-parody. I’m sure he’s got his hobbies and what have you, but it’s hard to imagine living that way while having any real depth.
And “depth” is probably not a word I should use in this discussion.
Having three “girlfriends” makes me wonder whether or not Hefner just keeps them around for show. I know they’ve got viagra these days but he is getting up there in age.
Marc
One of his recent “girlfriends” revealed not long ago that Hefner pretty much had his harem service each other, while he masturbated to gay porn.
To each his own, I suppose. But I have no interest in this lifestyle, myself.
Who cares? “Depth” is just something to impress women.
Ixnay, ixnay!
Seriously- not true. I don’t mean “seeming “deep.”” I mean having depth in your life. If it’s actually true that all Heff needs is a bathrobe, a pipe, some jazz and a couple of bottle blondes, good for him. But I’d need more out of life than that.
I guess I wouldn’t mind living in a mansion, but even one functionally retarded silicone-enhanced “beauty” would be more than I could bear.
While I have never envied Mr. Hefner his lifestyle, (well, maybe a little bit while he was purportedly semi-monogamous with Ms. Benton in my youth), I do not see much of a debate, here, more a sharing of opinions.
Off to IMHO.
Ditto what woodstockbirdybird said. Also, I do wonder if it would take the shine off of life - to be able to have everything, in abundance, all the time means that nothing can be special anymore and that the pleasure of eager anticipation is gone. I’m not saying this out of sour grapes; I think it’s a genuine flaw in the ‘paradise’ concept.
Hue Hefner? A bit of a dark horse, that one, but not as black as he’s been painted.
Quote:
Uh…Cite?
Why he can he not put clothes on? Even just once?
Lose the dressing gown Hugh!
I don’t give a shit who he fucks or how often I just want him to get dressed.
Hue Hefner has more wiomen than there are adams in the universe.
I recall a couple of documentaries a few years ago on Hefner and life at the Playboy Mansion. I think they were on A&E.
Hefner acknowledged that he has led a life that most men only dream of, and expressed a palpable sense of gratitude for this. He said he has had the opportunity to have sex with some of the most beautiful women in the world throughout most of his adult life. I suppose that if one’s idea of bliss were to explore and expand upon the principles of quantum physics, and having the means to do so, that is what they would do. Hefner wanted sex, went for it, and got it. He also worked his ass off (pun very much intended) to build his Playboy empire, with all of its attendant privileges.
As for the “depth“ of such a goal, Hefner is a VERY rich man, and has been for a long time. The very rich have a life such as Hefner’s (or some approximation of it) available to them, except that most of them would choose to have it behind the scenes. Hefner has done it relatively in the public eye, and has been unapologetic for it. I don’t think Hefner’s achievements have any more or less depth than those of a middle class guy who has amassed a huge collection of bottle caps, the envy of bottle cap collectors all over the world. This is not equate sex, or women, with bottle caps, but only to acknowledge the ultimate realization of a particular goal. It’s “depth” is relative to the individual, and ultimately only relevant to others.
Hefner also said that he does take Viagra, and does so to ensure that he can get “the good wood.” Whether or not he holds that wood in his hand and masturbates to gay porn (male or female, by the way?) or uses it on his many girlfriends, I don’t know. I would also appreciate a cite for this. Hefner acknowleged in a Playboy interview in the 90’s that there was a period in the 70’s when he experimented with bisexual sex. I believe it was David Bowie who said that he wasn’t a bisexual, but a “try-sexual,” as in try anything. Another opportunity available more easily to the very rich. They can pretty much do whatever the fuck they want, relative to those who aren’t very rich. In the words of Chief Dan George in the movie Little Big Man, “This is the way things are.”
I have been amazed at the paucity of negative information from the thousands of women Hefner has had relations with over the years. Most of them seem to recall him quite fondly, and he appears to have maintained ongoing communication with many of them. Of course, he is very rich. But so are Michael Jackson and Roman Polanski, and there is considerably less positive regard for them.
Finally, and I guess to be the first to say it outright in this thread, yeah, I would love Hefner’s life. Yep, I would really love it. Whether or not it would be a “deep“ or profoundly “meaningful“ life on earth I would have to decide for myself. But, damn, I’m sure I would enjoy it.
And a new SDMB secret handshake begins…
Per OP:
Sex, money, sex, friends, sex, cool home, sex, power, sex, influence, sex, strong family (his daughter is the CEO, right?), sex, security, etc…
Yeah, he is living uber-man’s dream. Damn straight I would like to be able to have his choices in life. I might make different choices, but he has the option to make pretty much whatever decision he wants on pretty much whatever he wants.
He is free to do what he pleases, and that is what is probably keeping him so spry at 72(?). I only hope to be able to do the same.
He da man!
-Tcat
The hell with Hef. I would care more about Christie’s sex life.
I always thought of her as the only woman in the world who will never ever EVER appear in a Playboy “pictorial.”
I like to think of Hue as Hugh’s more colorful side.
He seems to be happy enough. I suppose it could be a facade and he’s really weeping alone in a corner and lamenting the shallowness of his own life, but if so he’s putting on a good front. In any event he’s not hurting me, and, as a teen in the pre-internet seventies, playboy was the most accessable source of nudie pics. And a lot of the women he was involved with seem to look back on their association with Playboy fondly. You probably won’t see that with a lot of other branches of adult entertainment.
As for whether I would like that lifestyle: No, for a number of reasons. I need depth in my companions. I would like the cash, but I’d probably spend it on other things, and I’d be way more private and probably monogamous. But it seems to be working out for Hef.
The black sheep, then?
{We’s jest joshin’, Graham. Don’t ever use Spellcheck, mate}
Beware –
That’s a GREAT pic! Yeah, I’ve always thought she was a babe, too.