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We don't generally care too much about fetish magazines. But when the Swedish magazine Senze wrote us asking for a review, our curiosity was piqued. We were expecting something like the Ikea catalog — but, you know, with naked chicks instead of reasonably priced ottomans.
Unfortunately, Senze is entirely devoid of funny Swedish names. It's in English, and not one of the models is named Högtid or Kilan Medaljong. (Which, for the record, would make awesome fetish names.) So what does Senze have that the Ikea catalog doesn't? Three things: a four-headed devil-woman, a preview of Britney's next tattoo, and some of the lamest fetish outfits imaginable. As opposed to Ikea, whose leather and latex ensembles aren't half bad.
In the end, Senze is a little too slick for our tastes — we're pretty sure we could read it on the subway and not get a single funny look. And if it doesn't inspire a cocked eyebrow or two, is it really a dirty magazine? The least they could do is add in a few stylish floor lamps. — Gwynne Watkins |
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