Five Questions for Destiny Davis, a Weekly Cover Model Turned Playboy's Miss January |
I think its great! December and January are the best-selling months, so I was very honored that Playboy chose me for January. Known to some as the greatest pin-up of all time, Bettie Page was Miss January 1955, 50 years ago exactly. Although I am not a fan of cold weather, January is my new favorite month for sure :)
Hopefully, like so many other Playmates, this opportunity that I have been given will jump-start my modeling career and open many other doors.
My family has been very supportive and very excited, so I was not worried about that, and I definitely was not hesitant about posing for Playboy because this is something I have always wanted to do. Posing nude for the first time is a little uncomfortable, however that feeling only lasts a short time because Playboy is so professional and they treat you like such a princess that you completely feel at home, it was a great experience.
There is a photo that takes up the two pages (114-115), I am laying down and covered in confetti. That one is my favorite.
Yes, I got to meet Hef, many times actually. He is such a wonderful person! No, unfortunately he did not mention LV Weekly, but maybe next time I go to the mansion I will take him a copy of the magazine and show him this article. |
Last week's Weekly cover story on local violence contained a smattering of newspaper and television headlines about crime in 2004. It didn't take long for 2005 to get off to a violent start, as these headlines attest: Family shocked by murder, suicide (January 3). Smoke shop clerk shot to death (January 3). Motorist knocks man off bike (January 3). Two sought in sexual assault (January 3).
A customer is grousing with the female attendant over insuring a rather large, unwieldy package when the conversation takes a turn for the weird.
Lady: "What's in there?"
Man: "Armor."
Lady: "Armor? Sending it to our troops, heh?
Man: "Naw, to some guy who bought it over the Internet. Says he's been looking for armor to put in his living room."
Lady: "Put in his living room?"
Man: "It's body armor."
Lady: "Yeah, I know. Is he going to send it to the troops?"
Man: "The only troops that'd wear this are knights ... it's a suit of armor."
Lady: "A suit of armor ... I've been looking for a cheap suit (of armor). I used to live in Maine and had armor and swords in my living room."
The national media never tire of proclaiming with profound sarcasm (not that we have a problem with sarcasm, profound or otherwise) that Vegas has forsaken its family-friendly feel and reinstated its back-to-basics-debauchery—even though it's a news tidbit with enough mold on it to win a science fair prize. The latest "discovery" was posted in a recent article on America Online's travel section. After an opening paragraph detailing the writer's discomfort at the erotically charged Zumanity, followed by the obligatory palaver about how what happens here stays here, comes the kicker we'd never—make that EVER—see coming: "The desert resort that reinvents itself as regularly as Whitney Houston reconciles with her abusive husband has decided to play down its family-friendly roller-coasters, video arcades, and juggling acts—the relics of a failed push toward tame good fun that was meant to help the Strip compete with Disney World—in favor of the lustier amusements that built the city in the first place. Having finally awakened to the fact that no one wants to throw a wild bachelor party, blow a month's pay, or vomit out the moon-roof of a powder-blue stretch limousine while under the observation of giggling 10-year-olds, Las Vegas is back to doing what it does best: getting restless grown-ups into trouble and sending them home to their spouses, neighbors, and bankers babbling flimsy, incoherent cover stories."
We patiently await the next media "discovery." Has Reader's Digest been through here yet?
In addition to wreaking inestimable havoc on southeast Asia, the deadly December 26 tsunami has also caused a shortage of the newspaper bags.
"A perfect storm of bad weather and slack bag production means that your home-delivered Review-Journal could arrive in an irregular bag today or might not come in a rain-proof bag later this week," reads and un-bylined story on the front page of Tuesday's R-J "The bag shortage stems from wet winter across the country that has spurred bag demand; shrunken domestic production; and the tsunami that hit Sri Lanka, a big producer of such bags."
R-J circulation manager Edwin Parker assured readers: "We've called everybody we could possibly call. I'm using every bag that I've got."
Thank goodness there was no actual news to clog up that front-page slot, lest R-J readers have to comb the pages for the late-breaking bag update.
As the 109th Congress gets busy with the business of legislating, it'll be interesting to watch how Democratic Sen. Harry Reid, emboldened by his post as Senate minority leader, and Republican lawmakers John Ensign, Jim Gibbons and Jon Porter, emboldened by the GOP's death grip on Capitol Hill, wage war against the Yucca Mountain nuclear waste repository. Can Reid use his newfound power to further delay or possibly doom the project? Can Ensign, Gibbons and Porter convince Bush (they helped him win Nevada during the election) to rethink his support? Stay tuned.
McCarran International Airport announced free Wi-Fi access all over the airport, making it the first airport in the nation to do so.