Olivia tweets:

–Holy… This is the strangest, most random day/night of my life. All I can say to describe it is to say: I think I’m in The Hangover.

–http://twitpic.com/11va74 – In a strip club on the outskirts of Miami… O.M.G.

–http://twitpic.com/11va7a – Midget stripper in all nude strip bar!!!! This night is unreal.

–http://twitpic.com/11vag7 – Midget Stripper Upside Down FTW. If you’re not awake, wake ur a** up and follow this Twitter!

–http://twitpic.com/11vcb2 – Midget stripper still going strong.

–http://twitpic.com/11vdtx – Midget stripper from the front!

Courtesy Zap2it.com

Great, now I have a disabled midget fetish. Thanks Naked Circus!

Nude pics of mentally retarded and handicapped women can be easily found posted on message boards and blogs, while hundreds of sites promote “granny porn” or senior citizen sex – all of which could become illegal under the proposed Massachusetts law.

In Japan, recent news reports estimated that elderly porn accounts for 20 to 30 percent of that country’s $20 billion-a-year sex trade.

There’s even a Playboy-like magazine called Chloe that bills itself as “by and about the strong and sexy disabled woman.”

One site, called Gimps Gone Wild, bills itself as the “hottest disabled site on the net” and includes XXX pics and videos of amputees, people in wheelchairs and men and women with muscular dystrophy and cystic fibrosis, among other handicaps.

One of the site’s founders, a wheelchair-bound woman nicknamed Kitten, recently told the AVN adult news network: “I want to show the world a 3-foot wheelchair vamp dwarf can be sexy. It not only helps my own self-confidence, but I get mail from adoring female fans thanking me for being a role model. This job gets people with disabilities noticed as sexual beings, and that can only be a positive thing.”

Courtesy of the Boston Herald

Lord of the Screams?

Nude pics of mentally retarded and handicapped women can be easily found posted on message boards and blogs, while hundreds of sites promote “granny porn” or senior citizen sex – all of which could become illegal under the proposed Massachusetts law.

In Japan, recent news reports estimated that elderly porn accounts for 20 to 30 percent of that country’s $20 billion-a-year sex trade.

There’s even a Playboy-like magazine called Chloe that bills itself as “by and about the strong and sexy disabled woman.”

One site, called GimpsGoneWild.com, bills itself as the “hottest disabled site on the net” and includes XXX pics and videos of amputees, people in wheelchairs and men and women with muscular dystrophy and cystic fibrosis, among other handicaps.

One of the site’s founders, a wheelchair-bound woman nicknamed Kitten, recently told the AVN adult news network: “I want to show the world a 3-foot wheelchair vamp dwarf can be sexy. It not only helps my own self-confidence, but I get mail from adoring female fans thanking me for being a role model. This job gets people with disabilities noticed as sexual beings, and that can only be a positive thing.”

Courtesy Boston Herald

DUNEDIN, NEW ZEALAND– Nude dwarfs in sexual poses have been banned from the Dunedin Public Art Gallery.

Otago Polytechnic School of Art head of sculpture Michele Beevors says the six dwarf figures – some in graphically sexual positions – have been censored from her “Debbie Does Disney” exhibition, which opens in the gallery today.

“I’ve never been censored before. It’s just bizarre,” she said yesterday.

“I’ve stood up at art school in the past against censorship of students’ works. They told me the Rita Angus curator didn’t like the dwarfs … He thought too many little old ladies going to the Rita Angus exhibition would be offended.”

The Te Papa-curated Rita Angus “Life and Vision” exhibition includes several nude self-portraits of the artist.

“I think they’re just afraid, because it’s a Te Papa exhibition,” Beevors said. “There have been tons of nudes throughout history, from Michelangelo’s David to the Venus de Milo.

“Debbie Does Disney” features more than a dozen fibreglass fantasia figures which have been installed on the first floor of the gallery.

“They’re supposed to be fun. They’re not offensive at all. They’re funny. I had some of them on the flatbed of my truck when I went into the supermarket the other day and when I got back to the truck there was a gaggle of people standing around laughing their heads off.”

The exhibition was designed to “highlight the hypocrisy which goes with the banalisation of everything”, Beevors said. However, Dunedin Public Art Gallery curator of contemporary art Aaron Kreisler dismissed Beevors’ claims when contacted yesterday.

“It was always a curated show and when we’re asked to curate things we’ve got to make a judgment call on what we consider are the strongest works,” he said. “We never even had a discussion with Te Papa about her show.”

Te Papa communications manager Jane Keig said the museum had been unaware of Beevors’ exhibition.

Beevors said she would protest against the decision outside the gallery today.

Courtesy of the New Zealand Herald

At Naked Circus we like to applaud midgets who achieve their life's goal of appearing topless in a British tabloid.

“Wow,” I gasped.

The model had dark locks and full red lips. Her cleavage was spilling out as she posed in a pair of French knickers. 

But it wasn’t a photo of Jordan, my model idol. It was me – Mini J. With my 34EE chest, being a model had always been my ambition.

But as a 4ft 1in dwarf, it hadn’t been easy.

I’d been born with achondroplasia, a dwarfism that makes my body normal size, but my limbs smaller.

When I went to sign up with modelling agencies, I was laughed at.

Luckily, Mum, Dad and my normal-size elder brothers, Craig, Bradley, Adrian and Ritchie, had all been supportive.

I didn’t give up, and managed to do a couple of photo shoots. And now, I’d finally got my break.

“I look so professional,” I thought, staring at the pictures.

I dashed home. “Well done,” Mum beamed. “You look very classy.”

When I went out to the pub, everyone looked.

“Everyone’s staring,” said my best mate, Mel.

I smiled. “It’s weird,” I replied, feeling flattered.

And on networking site Bebo, I had messages from admiring strangers. Suddenly, I saw another message in my inbox, and my skin tingled with excitement.

“I don’t know if you remember me, but I’ve seen you in that mag,” it said.

“You look amazing x,”

It was from my old flame, Dan Brown. My heart fluttered.

“Hi, glad you like my pics,” I typed.

He replied instantly. Dan, 20, is a dwarf, too.

He lived two hours away.

Over the next few weeks, we spent hours on the phone. He was so funny, I couldn’t help flirting.

“Why don’t you come to stay with me for the weekend?” he suggested one day.

I was nervous, but the following weekend, I drove to Haverhill in Suffolk.

I thought about Dan all the way there. Would he still look the same, with brown hair and kind eyes?Two hours later, I pulled into his drive.

“This is it,” I thought excitedly, reaching for the doorbell.

Heights of passion

There's nothing we like more than midgets romping in ecstasy.

At 4ft 6in he was the bloke I’d always dreamed of. I felt a surge of electricity as Dan took my hand and showed me into his house.

He had cooked me my favourite. “I love spaghetti” I said, licking my lips.

He reached for my hand. “Me, too,” he smiled.

Our fingers entwined.

“Shall we go to my room?” he said after dessert.

I nodded, my heart pounding. Suddenly, I couldn’t resist him.

“Wow,” I breathed, when we finally broke apart, panting.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” Dan beamed.

For the rest of the night, we kissed and talked.

“I don’t want to go back home,” I cried on Sunday night.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be long until I see you again,” he reassured me.

I nodded, knowing he was right.

Because of the distance between our homes, and our supermarket jobs, we could only get together every other weekend.

My family adored Dan, and my mates thought he was cool too. And he supported me in my modelling too.

“I’m proud of you,” he said.

As time went by, I knew Dan was definitely The One. And our tender kisses grew into something more intimate.

One night, as we lay in bed, he peeled off my clothes, covering me with kisses. I trembled with desire as we romped in ecstasy.

Happy surprise

“I’m falling in love with you, Kayleigh,” Dan breathed.

“I love you, too,” I whispered.

As we grew closer, we made love constantly. Then, just before our three-month anniversary, I realised I’d missed a period.

I’d always been regular before, and we hadn’t always been careful.

“I think I’m pregnant,” I blurted out as soon as I got to Dan’s.

He stared at me, stunned.

“What should we do?” he asked.

“We should do a test,” I said.

And off we went to the chemists.

Baby makes three

As I did the test, my fingers trembled with anxiety. Is this what I wanted?

“Dan,” I called.

“We’re having a baby,”

“That’s amazing,” he said, choked.

But we both knew there was a chance our baby would be a dwarf. I squeezed Dan’s hand tightly. “I’m going to love this baby, no matter,”

Dan nodded, “Me, too,”

Dan and I told our families the news. They were delighted.

I went to my GP to get my pregnancy confirmed, and he referred me to a midwife.

“I’ve been doing this job for 38 years,” she said.

“And I’ve never had a mini-mum to be to look after.”

I looked up at her. “Will we be OK?” I asked.

She nodded kindly. “You’ll need more scans,” she said. “And you won’t be able to carry full-term because of your smaller pelvis. But you should have a healthy baby.”

As my tiny belly bulged, I read lots of baby books, and started eating plenty of fresh fruit and vegetables.

Me and Dan saw each other as much as we could, and started looking for a flat. Both our mums splashed out on cute snuggle suits. They were so excited about having a grandchild.

Made with love

Mum and Dan came with me for my first scan.

“Wow,” we all gasped when a shape flickered on the screen in front of us.

Our baby looked perfect inside my tummy. “It’s amazing,” I wept.

“It’s a lively one,” the sonographer said.

But it was too early to say whether our baby was a dwarf or not. The chances are about 75 per cent, which is high. But now I’m just over four months pregnant, all I care about is whether our baby is healthy.

Dan is going to be a brilliant dad, and neither of us will let our height get in the way.

Courtesy of The Sun UK

“Where the naked midget girls at?”

Outskirts Bar and Grill lost their license for two months after the city said they violated an ordinance.

In August the bar hosted what they call “midget wrestling”.

Bar owner Kim Scott said one of the performers took off her top during the event.

Scott said she did not know about it, and quickly stopped everything once she found out.

“The main thing is that I have bar tenders that support their children,” Scott said. “This is their only job, and now they have lost that job for 60 days.”

Scott said she is in the process of appealing the city’s ruling.

Courtesy of WHOI News

“I'm plumpy now!”

Porn king Blue Blake lets it all hang out in his Confessions

In literature’s roster of wonderful opening lines, Blue Blake may not be as pithy as Melville (“Call me Ishmael.“) as evocative as du Maurier (“Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.” or as quotable as Dickens (“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” But for sheer memorability, it’s hard to beat Blake’s “Can somebody stop that bloody Doberman licking Caesar’s balls?”

Thus begins Out of the Blue: Confessions of an Unlikely Porn Star, Blake’s hilarious memoir of his experience in the sex industry. Having been a dancer (legit and erotic,) a prostitute, an actor (legit and erotic) and producer, the beefy Brit has quite a tale to tell. The porn star and producer spoke to Bay Windows, while on holiday in London, about letting it all hang out for all the world to see.

Q: Are you shooting on location right now?
A: Oh, this is a terrible story. I came over here to shoot a movie called Blue Blake’s British Beefcake. And I only found half the models I needed. And then I thought, screw this, I’ll take the summer off. I’m such a lazy pig. So I’ve been traveling. Did you like the book?

Q: Yes. I was skeptical, but it’s a good read. It’s very funny.
A: Everyone says that! They say: I thought it was going to be a bitter autobiography, but it was hilarious.

Q: Maybe it helps that you tell people to have a drink while reading it. But yeah, I thought it was witty.
A: Oh, thank you. It took forever to write! I think it took six years. That’s really bad, isn’t it? But at least I wrote it myself. I did my A levels in English literature, but that was the last time I wrote something. Obviously I wrote all these porn movies, but that doesn’t take much. I enjoyed the experience of writing the book. I got some writing advice from Jackie Collins! She said you write from nine in the morning till noon. Then you go to Spago for lunch. You come back at two and write until six. Then you go to the Ivy for dinner. [laughs]

Q: Why write your autobiography now?
A: Because I was in such a good place in my life, and I wanted to write it before I got any bloody older and forgot the details. It’s very strange. I don’t know if you’ve written your autobiography…

Q: I’ve written several.
A: [laughs] Well then you know! It’s exhausting to do. You actually relive all those moments in your life, and they’re weird moments. My life has been all over the place. I would never do it again.

Q: Really? I thought you left room for a sequel.
A: Perseus Press wants me to write a sequel and I will do that. That will be less grueling. Because I had to remember growing up poor and being a kid and all those guys who fucked me over. You know when you’re sixteen and you let people fuck you over? Whereas now, I’d go round and burn his house down.

Q: Did I mention I’m recording this?
A: That’s okay, there’s no secrets anymore!

Q: No kidding! I hate to think what you left out of the book.
A: The most important thing to me was to not sound bitter. Because I had a great time in porn. I still do. I didn’t want to say that porn screwed me over, and I don’t like all these people. …I know that there’s a lot of people who do feel that way about porn, but I don’t feel that way at all.

Q: Did you ever wonder if you were going too far in the other direction?
A: When I read it, I think it doesn’t look rosy at all. When I didn’t get paid, and midgets were trying to have sex with me! I think it was very truthful, and I attained a middle ground. Parts of it are sad … actually one thing that I am a little sad about now is that when I was writing it, I was angry at the producers of Making Porn.

Q: I didn’t really get that reading it. I did pick up some anger at Ryan Idol.
A: And actually, I really adore Ryan. But I was trained to be an actor, and when you’re on stage with someone who isn’t trained, you can’t help but feel aggravated.

Q: Plus he was difficult.
A: Well, yeah. [laughs]. But he was actually a sweet person. He wasn’t bad. I think that what happened with him was just too much fame. You can either not care about that, or let it go to your head.

Q: It doesn’t seem to have gone to your head.
A: I just realized it was what it was. I was a porn star, I wasn’t rewriting history! And I was old when I got into it. I did my first film when I was 30. I’d had an interesting life already. And I wasn’t in love with my looks. I hung out with Ryan and Jeff Stryker and Ken Ryker and I knew I wasn’t a scratch on them. But I knew I was sexy, and that was more important.

Q: But you started sex work when you were pretty young.
A: Yes, I needed the cash. I stopped to go to drama school, but then I fell back into the trap of being a hooker. The problem with being a hooker is that you make so much money that it’s hard to stop. And I liked the sex industry.

Q: What do you think people in the industry will think about the book?
A: I think that everybody that reads the book will know that it’s true, and I was very fair. So they’ll be sweating, and then when they read it they’ll be relieved, because there’s a lot of stuff I left out!

Q: Sounds like another reason for a sequel! Or extra fodder for a play.
A: One of my friends is a producer, and he wants to turn it into a one man show. But my idea is more like The Drowsy Chaperone. I would read from the book and my life would go by on the stage behind me. I’m about big drama. And I don’t want to play myself at 18. Baby, I’m 45. I’m plumpy now!

Courtesy of Bay Windows

A year ago we started selling a line of army, airforce and navy themed gay sex toys which went by the name of Domestic Partner. The range has since been relaunched as Target Practice, but one product in the original range achieved near mythical status in the LoveHoney office because even though we put it on every single order, it never arrived. We began to think that it simply didn’t exist, or it was a wind-up to see if we could be fooled into ordering any product, no matter how crazy (we can). So it was a joy to meet the Ass Midget in person at Venus. I’ve bought one for the front garden.

Courtesy of Sex Toy Insider