In her book of erotic photos Wild Confessions, published in 2010, Anne-Marie Losique strips naked in every sense of the term.
On page 69 (I swear I'm not making this up), we see AML in a chip shop, breasts in the air, eating poutine gravy that has been accidentally spilled on the breasts of a pretty topless girl.
The next page, she shares a fries greedily devoured by a very pretty waitress topless.
I ask you the question, twelve years later: Could Anne-Marie Losique be a candidate for the Parti Québécois in Laval? Or would the local Liberal candidate find that it offends good morals?
TWO GOLDEN WOMEN
Since the Courrier de Laval took itself for the parish leaflet of the little priests of sex by revealing the one and only participation of the PQ candidate in a porn film, I am stunned by the prudishness of certain commentators.
Whoever has never read a magazine with one hand, whoever who has never read 50 Shades of Grey under the sheets throws the first stone.
To tell you the truth, I'm on the c…
As I said to Benoit Dutrizac this week on QUB radio, “just because you show your nipples doesn't mean you don't have more brain. This young woman has committed no crime and yet she is dragged through the mud like the adulterous women in The Scarlet Letter, a novel written… in 1850.
But where do these puritans come from?
We live in Quebec, where the smallest village has its strip club and we should be scandalized because a young and pretty woman played in a film of buttocks?
In the province where careers were propelled by films like Valerie and Two Golden Women?
In Quebec, it's been a long time that we no longer take offense at the parts of legs in the air of our neighbors. Didn't one of our most famous writers, Nelly Arcan, describe in Putain her escort experience when she was a student at UQAM?
Misère, it was in Quebec that another UQAM arts student, Hélène Boudreau, rose to fame by having her topless photograph taken in her graduation photo before finding fame with gummy candies in the shape of a 'oursons.
LA MAISON CLOSE
Right now, I'm reading Misconduct, Emma Becker's latest book. This talented French writer had created quite a stir with her book La Maison, in which she recounted her years spent working in a brothel in Berlin.
In L' Misconduct, Becker tells how much she loves “sucking b…” and shares this little happiness with all the men around her.
I admit that I find it very tiresome his endless description of blowjobs given right and left.
But when I saw the Laval scandal, I asked myself this question: “Is there one thing that bothers men more than a woman who loves sex and does what she wants with her body?»
Katrine Johns has been a reporter on the news desk since 2013. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Gal Post, Katrine Johns worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my firstname.lastname@example.org 1-800-268-7128