Back when I relaunched Sexerati, I asked you where I ought to visit in Europe as a sex correspondant while I was overseas already for the Nordic Exceptional Trendshop (masterfully covered by we-make-money-not-art).
Berlin won out, not in small part due to the chance to visit the Helmut Newton Foundation, photographed from inside & secretly above. [...]
I’m back from Europe, and still making sense of hours of footage and hundreds of photos. Apologies for the outage over the last few days — the internet cafes in Berlin were like peep shows, except with smoking and no naked ladies. Needless to say, even at a half a Euro an hour, [...]
An unexpected rendez-vous had me checking in late, late, late to the W recently, utterly lubeless. A quick ring to their unique concierge service, “whatever, whenever” revealed that though they’d be happy to retrieve some for us, and at 1am, in fact, the room was already smartly equipped with an ‘Intimacy Kit.’ Go, [...]