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Danny Brant

Posted By Danny Brant

I think when growing up, I received a lot of harassment which was beyond my control, for being androgynous. Since first grade, kids would ask me in the school yard if I was a boy or a girl. At that time I had short hair and obviously my mother dressed me in all little boys clothing. When your a child it hurts, and you don’t know why. I went through stages like the time I tried to cut my hair short or wear baggy clothing. It seemed no matter what I tried, I was still the pretty boy in baggy clothes. To me it was all dress up. When I got older, I decided that you can’t fight nature and I was happy when I reached puberty and was able to start experimenting with my look. My confidence isn’t just ego. Its mixed with vulnerability and fear. If I’m not sure who I am then the rest of the world can’t be either. I have no choice but to walk into a room and make sure all eyes are on me and make my presence known. I think confidence is the sexiest thing anyone can have. I’ve never dated a type. But I have dated many men that have had the balls to approach me. Being androgynous is difficult. The whole world wants to figure you out. If they can’t it scares them. People stare at me sometimes because they are fascinated and I love the attention. Straight men are confused that they are attracted to me, and women are envious of my poise and femininity. But I’m just me. I don’t want to live a restricted life anymore because I have no boundaries. Why should I live by the social stereotypes of either sex. Why should anyone? I let people see what they want me to be when they look at me. Everyone has both male and female qualities. I’m strong, protective of my loved ones, sensitive, sensual, aggressive, and I am Danny. Hear me Roar!

Danny Brant

I have many sides and interestingly enough it manifests itself in various types of hand writings. A male with all caps, that I use only when my hand is tired. Isn’t that funny that I let the man handwriting handle the hard stuff. I have a soft, flowery, romantic style that is feminine that I use the most. I have a bubble print which is more boyish. And I have a bubbly cursive that is more girlie, when I‘m writing notes to someone and want to be cutesy. I sometimes dot those I’s with hearts. My many sides include the man that opens doors for all my female friends. Who also enjoys buying someone a drink, and lifting heavier weights than big guys. Its my female side that gives bedroom eyes, lips that pout, tosses hair, and eats men for breakfast. I have days that I don’t want to shave. So I wear flats, with a button down, slightly open shirt so that everyone see my toned chest. On those days, I definitely feel more masculine, especially in my mannerisms. Then there are days when I get more dressed up and become more self conscious of certain things, but still have that extra something in my step. No matter what I’m me. Whether at the gym or on the treadmill, I walk with a bounce in my step, in my short shorts, so my pony tail sways from side to side. I walk into the locker room, take off my shirt, flex my abs, and feel a stern look come over my face to make sure everyone knows I’m all man.
For a long time I felt like a living doll when I was modeling, because I couldn’t be flawed. No one wanted to see the real me, they all picked a side. And I was forced to be that side with them, because that is all they wanted to see. And if they saw female, they’d ask why I hadn’t shaved my chest. If they saw male, they’d wonder why I had a purse with me. It was exhausting.

Being Danny Brant

I never knew my body until the past couple of years. I didn’t know how to fully enjoy the act of sex. I couldn’t relax and feel comfortable being in control. Sex was always about the other person being turned on. I rarely craved sex, because It was so one sided. And I was too concerned with looking sexy the whole time. It was once said, that even though Marilyn Monroe was the number 1 sex symbol, she did not know how to use her body during real sexual moments. That statement could have easily described me.
I’m learning to use my sexuality to enjoy myself rather than others. Where I once felt like a doll for the world, I’m beginning to treat men like my dolls. I’ve started to learn to take charge and that its okay to have sex, not just be sexy. I’m also overcoming the idea that casual sex is bad.

Danny With Chains

I recently met two amazing people. They have opened my eyes to a new freedom and sexuality that I haven’t experienced before. To reference the late great Marilyn Monroe, I am reminded of the working threesome she was in with two lavish young gay actors for a brief period. They both find me sexy. And appreciate my femininity, as much as my male body. Sometimes they call me she and sometimes they call me he. And I don’t care either way. I’ve never felt more accepted or sexy to MYSELF. Its easy to be sexy to someone else. Or to act sexy onstage or in a photograph. But when I’m with them I feel completely free of restrictions and boundaries. Which is what being androgynous is all about. One is an artist and photographer, the other is an actor and writer. They are so smart, and they know so much about things I never had the chance to know, because no one ever gave me the chance. I let everyone think that all I was, was pretty. And they believed that all I was, was pretty. Some refuse to stop at the surface. They see the inner beauty, my strength, my capabilities, my talents, my creativity, and they also see my vulnerability and my weaknesses. That is why I feel so different with them. I no longer need to have different roles, just one. Me. With them, I can be unshaven in sweats and hairy or I can be glamorous and in stilettos. When I’m with them, I no longer need to consciously monitor my behavior. I feel uninhibited. After being in a horrible marriage for 3 years, and trying to control every aspect of my life into something specific and trying to cut off parts of myself, this new feeling is amazing, because they already have each other. I don’t have that, all or nothing feeling that you can get when you like someone. I know I’ll never fully have either of them, so it alleviates the pressure of trying. I also know, they expect nothing more of me, than for me to be the way I am, so I don’t feel the need to be anything else. But I know they care about me and want me to be the best I can be and do whatever I want. The best part… is that when I sleep between them, I can turn to either side and be spooned. Isn’t that heaven? I may not have found out how to be a man or a women but I’m finally learning how to be free.

Tease

Selfy

Posted By Alejandra Guerrero

I have this series I’ve been producing for a while called “Dressing Rooms.” Basically, I am trying on clothes and taking photos while doing so, in all sorts of different stores and dressing rooms, in various cities where I travel. The idea came to me in 2004, when I saw this gorgeous Valentino dress at a Filene’s Basement in Chicago. Even though it was a discount store it was still 2000 dollars!

I was carrying my first digital camera, and it occurred to me to take a photo wearing the dress. I showed the picture to a friend who lived close by, a make-up artist with Nars, and I thought about re-doing the shot but a little bit more glamorous. So he did my hair and make up and  I returned to the store and told the lady at the dressing room to let me take some photos, so that my boyfriend would see how great it looked, so he would buy it for me.

Some time later my passion for shopping and taking photos blended together as I kept doing the same type of guerrilla shots, of course not telling anyone I was doing so, trying clothes on, being seductive, provocative, funny, ironic  or whatever mood I felt and trying of course not to get caught. In my mind I thought if I couldn’t have the clothes, I can at least have a photo of me wearing them. Sometimes I have tried clothes I’d never wear or I would love to wear, ranging from lingerie, trashy, couture and ready to wear fashion.

Ingenue

…..Isabella is very good at the playing the role of the young ingenue, but underneath the youthfulness there’s a mature sexiness that emanates from her best pictures.
Whether she is wearing sunglasses or nothing at all, she models tastefully and with an air of elegance, taste and style…….

A symbol of erotica…….

The First Sitting

…….The very first sitting with Isabella took place just off Rittenhouse Square in Philadelphia. I had been searching for an appropriate location for days until I discovered the most exquisite boutique hotel in the area. The next time your in town I highly recommend Rittenhouse 1715.

Rittenhouse 1715

The atmosphere of the hotel got us in to a good mood, making it easier to make sexy pictures.
Believe it or not, I am not only inspired by the model I work with, but also the environment I work in.
I could have shot her there for days. It seemed like days anyway.
Isabella knew just how far to push my imagination and which parts of her beauty to emphasize……

She became even more at ease once all of her clothes were removed…….
To be continued……..

Julia

…..When Julia’s husband called the studio he sounded like any doting husband that gushed about how beautiful his wife was. The conversation invariably led to, “would you be interested in photographing Julia”? I gave him the customary answer, to send some pictures along via email for a quick revue. The husband is Dutch from Amsterdam where they met and live. Julia is from Bratislava, the capitol of the Slovak Republic, with a population of about 429,000, also the country’s largest city.

Julia in Bathroom, Topless

The email images were satisfactory, so I arranged to meet the couple at my apartment in Amsterdam, where we made plans to produce the shoot.

Julia At The Canal

The husband dreamed of his wife appearing in the pages of Penthouse…….

Red Light District

She was Penthouse material……….

Penthouse Pet Of The Year

Danny Brant

Posted by Danny Brant

My name is currently Danny Brant. Its used to be Daniel Diluzio before I was married and it was Dustin Daniels when I modeled. Who knows what it will be next? If I’m lucky, I’ll be like Elizabeth Taylor (my boxers name as well, but I’m referring to the actress) and have many husbands and many last names. I’m a 25 year old androgynous model. I no longer depend on modeling to pay the bills, and have since found other venues of employment. I still hold on to the title, and add it along side any other job title I may use when asked about “current occupation”. Being a model is something you never give up, even after you retire. It’s in your blood, your posture, your facial expressions, the way you hold your body while waiting for a bus. You never lose the self spotlight. Even if know ones watching, you are.
Being an androgynous model is tough, because I am also very petite. Not only did I have to fight the same things every other model has to fight: like age, weight, etc. I also had to fight every time I went on a Go-see, to prove I could do the job and morph in to something else on command. But when people meet me, they see male or female. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder or should I say photographer. So It can be difficult to book me for a male job. Although my body is incredibly proportioned for art, bodywork, swimwear, etc. It is too small for most men to wear. However, In a pair of heels, I am the perfect size 35in chest (large ribcage), 24in waits, 34in hips. Size 0/2, 5’10”/6 foot bombshell. See the predicament? So what else could I do but head south to Florida and pose nude? I had always wanted to prove something to all those guys who thought I was too girly or pretty. I did. But now I’m done proving things to other people, I only care what I think now. Or at least I try.

…….To be continued…………….

……I first noticed Todd on the streets of Philadelphia as he moved through the bustling city crowds with the assistance of a motor powered wheel chair. Todd and I met socially about two years later, at a body painting fetish party held at a nightclub in Old City that Todd frequented. I was fascinated by his strong sense of character and asked him if he would enjoy being photographed for the pages of Penthouse with one of my best models, Paulette Fallon. His grin was from ear to ear……… he loved the idea and said YES!
We scheduled a couple of meetings to discuss the series of photographs. A fetish shoot made sense, whereby Todd would play the role of a character who is submissive and Paulette would act as the dominant character. We agreed that she should play the role of a nurse, as they play a significant role in Todd’s life. The spontaneity of our thoughts, trust and friendship led to a most unusual series of pictures.

The Shave

Todd and Paulette were introduced the day of the shoot and couldn’t have gotten along any better. They truly embodied their roles in an improvisational play that was cast as a result of our chance meeting in a night club.
The dominant, loves to tease……….

……..I first met Danny Linden on one of my first trips to Amsterdam, The Netherlands. Amsterdam is like a little village. There is an interconnectedness with everyone that I’ve met in the most liberal city on the planet. Danny was introduced to me by my close friends, Rene Meuessen and Jeroren Oosterhout, the producers of the Wasteland Party, a fetish extravaganza that I’ve been documenting for the past decade in the fall and spring of each year.

On one of my earliest trips, Rene introduced me to Ms. Linden at The Super Club, a marvelous dinner theater/night club in the heart of the city. Danny and I hit it off right away and became friends. She also has commissioned me to produce a number of catalogue shoots for her famous boutique, Absolute Danny, located at Oudezijds Achterburgwal 78 in the heart of the Red Light District. She is one of the sexiest women in Holland and a dear friend of the studio.
Over the past few years Danny has been busy creating rubber clothing under her own ABSOLUTE DANNY label.

Tony Ward Studio For Absolute Danny

To learn more about Danny Linden, log on to www.absolutedanny.com…………

Absolute Fetish

www.AbsoluteDanny.com

Melissa Norbeck

Posted by Melissa Norbeck

Decisions, decisions. Vanilla or chocolate? Tea or coffee? Pancakes or French toast? We are all faced with decisions in our lives, and we are forced to come up with answers to questions daily. But to wear, or not to wear, animal products is the question at hand. Deciding not to wear animal products really needs to be a conscious effort. In the picture from my last post, I wore “leather” boots, and someone asked the question that I knew would come up. Are my boots real leather? I knew the question would arise because when I was choosing my outfit, my mom also mentioned the boots. However, my boots are definitely all man-made material.
Ironically enough, I just went to see The Nutcracker Saturday at the Academy of Music, and PETA was outside handing out pamphlets about wearing fur. Years ago when people went to the Academy of Music, they got all decked out in their mink coats and diamonds. It’s not really like that anymore; still it was reassuring to see their presence. My aunt and I just had a conversation a few months back about wearing fur, and she thinks that people should not even wear fake fur. I disagree because there are now different options to choose from where people can still look just as good wearing faux fur and faux leather that they don’t have to wear the real thing.
The poor animals (cats, dogs, rabbits, fox, raccoons, etc…) whose fur is robbed from them, are skinned alive; how horrible that must be; just unimaginable. A problem is that many of the fur products are mislabeled, and people really don’t know what they’re buying. However, real is real, and it is expensive, so a person knows when he/she is buying real fur because of the cost. But many times the real fur is labeled with something like jackal when it is really cat or dog. So it is better to not buy real fur at all. I also have my list of companies who do not test on animals and try to only buy shampoo and makeup and things like that from those companies. I feel it is our duty to help animals; they have no voice and no choice – we are their voice, and we have the power of choice!

Man Made Material