My boyfriend Din came home from work and asked, “Where’s Tafv?” I told him, she was at the Playboy Mansion, again, whereupon he said, “Oh, great,” heavy on the sarcasm. I didn’t understand why he was testy; didn’t he think it was sort of wacky? He did not. Was it that he hated famous rich people? “I don’t hate rich people, come on,” he said. “I just wonder why you don’t say, she’s over at so-and-so’s house. I don’t even know the kid’s name. It’s always, ‘She’s at the Playboy Mansion,’ as though you’re very impressed. I think you think it’s cool.” Maybe I did think it was cool, I mean, the place is so iconic...
That's fun -- I remember you telling part of this story on a "Smoke 'Em" podcast months ago. I wondered who owns the mansion now -- I hadn't realized how old the house is -- Wikipedia has part of the story, of course. Google Maps satellite view shows a lot of dirt and apparent construction.
Playboy: The Next Generation
That's fun -- I remember you telling part of this story on a "Smoke 'Em" podcast months ago. I wondered who owns the mansion now -- I hadn't realized how old the house is -- Wikipedia has part of the story, of course. Google Maps satellite view shows a lot of dirt and apparent construction.