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CALLING ALL GLORIOUS BROADS

WE ARE GLORIOUS. WE ARE BROADS. WE ARE HERE. 

We are artists and actors, politicians and painters, teachers, preachers and students. We are musicians and mountain climbers, designers and Uber drivers. We wear Gucci and Gap, in galleries and with gavels; we sing, we chant, we roar.

WE ARE EVERYONE. 

We are mothers, daughters, sisters, lovers and friends; we have trust funds and work for minimum wage, we make our own living and we make a difference.

WE ARE EVERYWHERE. 

We are in Paris and Portland, Peoria and Patagonia. We live in condos and cottages, we are in the woods and hoods, in the scene and totally off-grid.

WE ARE NOW. 

Now is the time to be proud and passionate. We are here to show and tell the world how to be this wild, this free, this glorious. We are no longer silent or subtle; our monologue is becoming a dialogue and a diatribe. We are not alone.

We create common ground through an uncommon community.

The Baby Editor — Moi

The Podcast.

The inspiration. VIVA in the 70s.

My inspiration. VERVE.

OK. OK. I’m always late to the party — ‘cause it’s been out a few months. But here we go. For any broad who has NOT heard of the steamy podcast STIFFED by Jenn Romolini — you gotta tune in — it’s so damn juicy. STIFFED is about the making of VIVA, an erotic magazine FOR WOMEN. Published by Bob Guccione (I know I know.)

I finished it up this weekend lying around on hammocks, blasting Donna Summers and sipping vodka tonics. Perf.

VIVA meant ALL to me. Out in the 70s — my awakening. The podcast tells the story of the scrappy feminists who put it together — the work, the ambition — and the HOT CONCEPT: flipping the coin. WOMEN want sex — WOMEN have desires, WOMEN have power and brains — give us those radical ideas — and while we’re at it: SHOW US SOME D**KS!

It brought many raunchy memories back — along with my OWN work, power and drive.

In the late 90s I created a magazine very much based on this idea. A feminist rag that celebrated US — REAL broads — lots of humor — feminism — and sex. I called it VERVE. We never got up the money for a launch — but that prototype ROCKED. So much fun — so many ideas — working on it with baby geniuses — now grown up geniuses Stella Bugbee, Laura Eisman, Corey Root …

“VIVA meant ALL to me. Out in the 70s — my awakening.”

— MJ

Last image is our logo and first proto cover. Ummm, very much “influenced” by VIVA ey?

Now, 30 some odd years later — creating the platform Glorious Broads, I realized listening to this fucking fabulous podcast (I sound like you Jen) — we are kinda doing VERVE — kinda influenced by VIVA — with the fine art of aging a huge component — and DEFINITELY for grown ass women.

An excellent lead-in to THANK ALL OF OUR NEW GOREOUS NEW FOLLOWERS on our Instagram page I must say…

We find these Glorious unconventional Broads on the streets of NYC — having plenty to say — about sex, about life, about age — and how it might POSSIBLY the best time of their lives.

Thanks to STIFFED for stirring up these memories — just what formed the broad I am today — one with a mission — and still a fine appreciation for a bulging crotch. Do note the images.

“Who else do you know who has this — a man who’d eat your p***y all morning, make you eggs, wash your dishes and vacuum your house.” — The Drummer, 74-years-old

And he’s right …

Been thinking a lot about the advantages — and disadvantages — of loving a partner older than you — in my case —The Drummer.

I had always been with the one and only Cindi Gallop on this one. Younger. One good night. Maybe 3. No stay overs. Hot and fun. I had girlfriends for the soul talks thankyouverymuch.

The most significant partner I had before The Drummer was 15 years my junior. It was what I was used to. And demanded.

But five years ago — I took the dive into … ta dah … men my age. And double ta dah — friendships first.

Pros and cons:

PRO:

Gets my jokes and references (oh god how I have missed this!!!)

A widower — knows how to love. Cliché — but my truth.

Arty and – yea – gonna use the term – a friggin bohemian — which I love.
(except for the khakis and vests. Yikes … my own Maynard. G. Krebbs)

Doesn’t want to marry again. (yea)

Has his own place and doesn’t want to cohabitate. (double yea)

Open to explorations in the sack.

All still working. Whew.

CON:

Closer to the exit.

Closer to the inevitable changes of … aging.

Closer to the disadvantages of sex declining. Hey — does that have to be?
I think of Mick Jagger and his 44th baby — and cheer up.

“Five years ago — I took the dive into … ta dah … men my age. And double ta dah — friendships first.Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference.”

There have been many comforts of being with someone older — we may dimple together into our 80s. Maybe 90s. I’ll skip the 100’s.

Maybe I’ll stop freaking out at a new rash on his body. Instead choose to pick at each other’s bumps like a couple of Coppery Titi Monkey – the ones who bond for a lifetime.

Now – that sounds kind of appealing.

Thinkin Cindi Gallop and her point of view – I love it. But mine has shifted. Things have shifted.

I no longer want to be writing the same story – with the same ending – over and over again.

But am I ready?

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