Results tagged “nude”

After being out of the loop for a while, we were interested to read that Washington will have a presidential primary on February 19, and that the City Council races are set (Rasmussen, you are going down).

We spent the weekend camped out at NWFF, watching the beginning of their 12-film Jacques Rivette celebration, Lighter Than Air. If you struggle with ADD, this is not the festival for you; we put in 462 minutes and only watched two films, 1970's Out 1: Spectre and 1974's Celine and Julie Go Boating. A Rivette film is brief at two hours, usually runs at least three, and hits its stride around the 4-hour mark. There's also typically a sinister cabal, a theater group rehearsing, and an extended allusion to some literary source. Next weekend there's The Gang of Four and La belle noiseuse, in which Rivette spends most of 238 minutes employing Emanuelle Béart as a nude model and making himself, in our eyes, a filmmaker to follow. Tickets are $8.50 general/$6 seniors/children/$5 NWFF members.

Suicide Girls is five years old, which makes these young starlets some of the grande dames of alt-porn. You can celebrate with them tonight, when they bring their controversial burlesque show to Neumo's.

According to the Seattle Times there's an all-male (read: gay gay gay) nude beach near Edmonds called "The Quiet Place" that Sounder train commuters catch a daily glimpse of on their way up to Everett. For four of five seconds of the trip everyone on the train puts down their sudoku and presses themselves against the glass for a taste of this fleshy paradise:

San Francisco is proud host of a new reality show called "How to Get the Guy" that's unfortunately not a descendant of Will and Grace, Queer Eye, The L Word, American Idol etc. Also a biodefence lab is coming to the East Bay and SFist teaches wine pairing.

We love this town. But we'd love it ever-so-much more if it had these things in it. (Budding entrepreneurs, take note.)

Seattlest saw a house party get senselessly attacked with a shotgun and end in seven dead. A local senator is debated and their version of the big dig is investigated. To truly get to the bottom of it they interview the writer Jonathan Raban.

As with any other Winter Olympiad, perennial favorites took most of the focus. Figure skating (at least the falls were funny), speed skating (had its moments), and the skiing events (*yawn*) received the bulk of NBC's melodramatic coverage, but this year could prove to be the breakout year for Seattlest obsession curling, just added to the Olympic roster in 1998. With the help of some nudity (and some unprecedented US success), the sport managed to break free of the late-night coverage ghetto and have some time in the spotlight.

The Mariner’s only have Felix's pitching to talk about, so in lieu of good baseball, we just got served a softball that Bea Arthur could hit out of the park blindfolded. Ladies and gentlemen (and perverts), Seattlest presents: Nudestock. The local membership-based “clothing optional” Fraternity Snoqualmie -- lurking nearby the otherwise squeaky-clean Issaquah environs -- is inviting you to their annual flesh fest. Apparently you need not be a member to join, but we predict you'll see lots of other members there.

Ahh…you know it’s summer when bicyclists in the buff make their return to Seattle. We have grown accustom to marking the summer solstice with the annual Fremont Fair and the running of the nude bicyclists. But why wait until next weekend?