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Sting and Trudie like tawdry sex. PICTURES from Harper’s Bazaar by Uncle Terry Richardson

Sting and Trudie in Uncle Terry's nasty studio

Photos: Pervy Uncle Terry Richardson for Harper’s BAZAAR

I admit it.  I think Sting is hot.  Always have (oh, except for his Raggedy Beard period), and always will.  In fact, the day I met my husband Stephen,  I was so immediately smitten–and the fact that he had a “Sting-ish  quality about him” didn’t hurt. (I actually did say that to him, by the way…)  I’ll get into that story another day.

ANYsteamy.  Sting, 59, and his wife Trudie Styler, 56, have given an interview and discuss their sex-life in rather interesting terms:

via: HarpersBazaar.com

“While Sting and Styler have been together a record amount of time in celebrity years–they were married in 1992–weeks can go by when they don’t see each other. “It’s important to have frank discussions about what the other wants,” Styler says. “To be in a relationship that is like a little lifetime, that’s a challenge.”

Sting has spent his storied career touring the world, currently on the last leg of his Symphonicity tour, in which he performs his hits with a full orchestra. Styler has produced a number of films and documentaries but is now returning to her first love, acting. She says, “It’s exciting. I’ve said, ‘Okay, producing: back burner. Actor and director: front.”

So, when they do reunite, it’s quite something. “We don’t get bored,” Styler says. “Being apart juices the relationship,” Sting explains. “When we see each other, it’s romance. I don’t think pedestrian sex is very interesting. There’s a playfulness we have; I like the theater of sex. I like to look good. I like her to dress up. I like to dress her up.” What’s the most romantic thing they’ve ever done for each other? “Romantic? We like tawdry.”

I see nothing wrong with Sting and Trudie’s interview at all.  I see a lot of RIGHT with it, in fact.  So there.

So there’s this book, “SEX, A Book for Teens”…

An Uncensored Guide to Your Body, Sex, and Safety

Wow.   Ummmm….where to begin on THIS one.  I’m too old for this!!!  I had no idea I’d be so shocked/surprised by a book about sex.  I guess I just didn’t expect to read such questions as, “do I spit or swallow?” in a book aimed at teens.  It’s a whole new world…and I’m not singing the song from Aladdin, y’all.

First and foremost, I’m glad I’m NOT dealing with this sitch right now.   It was bad enough 5 years ago when my youngest son was 15–but, damn.   This book is graphic, but breezy in tone, assumably to keep our teens from feeling shame or embarrassment with regard to ess eee exx.  I suppose that’s “a good thing”, right, Martha?

“Teens are all talking about sex, and some of them are doing it.  But it’s still a major cause of confusion for teens—not to mention a major cause of stress for their parents. The challenge has always been how to communicate accurate information to teens while imparting valuable safety skills and keeping it all interesting. That’s where SEX: A BOOK FOR TEENS ($16.95, paperback, 176 pages, June 2010) comes in.  It provides clinical facts,and common sense tips with engaging and relatable honesty and hilarity.

With humorous illustrations by San Francisco Chronicle cartoon artist Michael Capozzola, SEX teaches teens the practical ins and outs of being sexually active and, above all, how to stay safe.  Topics include foreplay, masturbation, sexual orientation and gender identity, body issues, relationships, virginity, birth control, and protection against disease.”

Even former U.S. Surgeon General, Jocelyn (Pro-Masturbation!) Elders, M.D. wrote a review:

“What a clever, well-written and creatively illustrated book that speaks to teens and their parents and teenage sexuality! This book should be on all school library shelves and makes an excellent birthday present from parents to adolescents. Both the content and form are superb.”

– M. Joycelyn Elders, MD, former Surgeon General of the United States, Professor Emeritus at the University of Arkansas Medical Sciences

Here’s what I’d probably do if I had a teenager right now.  I’d buy this book.  Knock on their door.  Then, THROW IT AT THEM and run like hell.

Then, I’d talk when they were ready.  Sigh.   We can’t truly run away from this topic as parents, can we?

Sex and the City 2 – Now is the time where I back-pedal

SJP really wore this dress in the movie...

Oh dear.  Where to begin?  I know, how ’bout if I hop on my Huffy bike and start back-pedaling?

I don’t want to give away any big details from the movie, because I know it’s going into wide release today and a lot of y’all are probably going to see it this weekend.

I will say this:  I didn’t hate Sex and the City 2.  I didn’t adore it, either.  The film is rather like looking through a lovely, glossy vacation magazine, but with clothing and food featured as well as the stunning accommodations and landscape of your destination, and who doesn’t enjoy that once in awhile?  I think the majority of reviewers (Rex Reed? I’m talking to YOU!) are not taking SATC2 for what it is: Nice, fluffy cotton candy, with issues that a lot of women understand, but just on a lower income level.  (See Celebrity Smack’s very on-point piece calling out “Miss” Reed.  Spicypants NAILED it, and Rex’s review was just showing his jealous “True Colors”. It’s a great read.)

I do admit, though, bits and pieces of each of “the girls’ ”  story-lines were relatable (to me, anyway).  Of course, in order to fully relate, I would need to be sporting a vintage Valentino skirt, 5″ Louboutins, have a book review in The New Yorker, a breathtaking 12th floor apartment in Manhattan, a body that  a bevy of international soccer players could love, and a law degree.  But still.

Our girls in an 80's flashback
The tremendous shot of the girls walking in the 119 degree heat. As IF.

The cinematography of the desert (where Abu Dhabi is played by Morocco) is gorgeous. The clothing is gorgeous. The food is gorgeous.  The men are gorgeous. My problem is with the one-liner zinger dialogue.  I don’t enjoy the cornballiness, if you will, of  the script.  As I mentioned previously, the “I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore”-line about did me in, and there were other bits of dialogue that caused me to do my infamous Full Body Eyeroll, but all in all, it was a watchable escape.  And sometimes, that’s all a movie should be…just think of your popcorn as created by Christian Dior and your MilkDuds designed lovingly by Manolo Blahnik–then mix it all together.

Prior to our VIP screening at the awesome Pacific Place Theaters in Seattle, provided by Phil Smart Mercedes, Patrick and I had to have the obligatory Cosmopolitans…and I only had one.  For REALS.

The Gay and his Hag...BFF's for life.

All in all, it was a fun, fluffy time.