Former Playmate Izabella St. James has written a memoir in which she divulges details of life inside the Playboy Mansion. You can read excerpts at The Daily Mail, but because I am a giver, I offer my favorite bit:
Every Friday morning we had to go to Hef's room, wait while he picked up all the dog poo off the carpet - and then ask for our allowance: a thousand dollars counted out in crisp hundred-dollar bills from a safe in one of his bookcases. We all hated this process. Hef would always use the occasion to bring up anything he wasn't happy about in the relationship. Most of the complaints were about the lack of harmony among the girlfriends - or your lack of sexual participation in the 'parties' he held in his bedroom.
Wow. That is a really degrading scene. What those girls need is a union. United Famewhore Prostitutes Local 69. I like it.
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