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Parent Proofing

Most people living in San Francisco are from some place else. They may move here for different reasons, but one thing remains constant: No matter where you come from, your parents will eventually make the trip out to visit you.

So this means we all have to make the proper modifications to our pads for that inevitable visit by the parental units including, but not limited to, hiding the X-rated paraphernalia, tossing that forgotten pair of undies (that aren’t yours) into the hamper, or throwing open the windows to clear the air of certain odors (not that I’ve had to do any of these things, mind you). I’ve even heard stories of people kicking out their secret live-ins when their parents come to town.

Fantasy and Fetish Party

photography by Heather Wiley for Drew Altizer

On Saturday night, we put on a 7x7SF.COM-Sex with Emily fantasy and fetish party to celebrate this blog and the syndication of the radio show. The show will be live on XM radio and on a local station here. (details coming soon!)

Guests, who were asked to dress in fantasy or fetish wear, gathered at the Porn Palace, which is owned by Kink.com, a website “delivering, genuine raw fetish since 1997.” The cavernous space is a great playground for adults: It’s a massive interactive film set including a horse stable, jail cell and bondage wall.

Bastille Day and Burlesque

Here’s another thing about San Francisco: It’s always amused me that every holiday big or small becomes another reason to dress up, drink and most likely hook up with greater abandon: Cinco de Mayo, St. Patrick’s Day, Valentine’s Day, anti-Valentine’s Day—there are always a zillion excuses around here to don a wig and fishnets.

Personally, Halloween lost its magic when I turned 12. Then I moved to San Francisco and was surprised (and slightly annoyed at first) to find it was a bigger deal than ever before.

Women Talk About Sex

Whenever I tell people what I do, I always have to deal with those awkward first few minutes in which I’m certain they’re thinking one of following: Is she a prostitute? A slut? A sex maniac? Is she insane?

Once they understand that I have a talk show not about my sex life per se, but about those of other people, they want to know who’s my favorite guest.

For the record, I don’t have a favorite (nor I do play favorites with ice cream flavors, colors or vacation spots), but I do love the shows that I have with women just sitting around and talking about sex.

San Franciscans Go Wild

Well, at least they shed some layers  (emotionally and physically) for a party at the Playboy Mansion a couple of weeks ago.

As promised, here's the video I mentioned in my first blog post:


Some snippets of conversations with sexy San Franciscans—except for the interviews with "Cousin Stevie" and the American Idol dude—the rest of these folks are your neighbors.

You can check out all my podcasts and videos here: www.sexwithemily.com

Swingers, San Franciscans and Sex

Tales from the Playboy Mansion



First, let’s get a few things out of the way: No, I didn’t swim in the grotto, and yes, I’ll bring you next time. For sure.

I’d been to the mansion once before, but this time it was work: I was asked to do a show and arrived with my crew in tow.
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