{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "Molly Lambert: She Was A Fun Bar Slut", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/174216002303/", "html": "

kontextmaschine:

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So I just had an uncanny moment reading This Recording, an essayistic review site from Molly Lambert, last seen appearing in this link. Specifically, reading the most recent entry, this one on 1990\u2019s The Hot Spot. It starts off with a bunch of pictures and paragraphs about gender in nonspecific terms then when it gets concrete:

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I got called a slut\u00a0by three different dudes, none of whom I knew well at all.

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All three of whom took it upon themselves to tell me and my female roommate (unprompted, naturally) what kind of girls we are. More specifically in one case that she is a \u201csexy uptight librarian\u201d and I am a \u201cfun bar slut.\u201d

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And I\u2019m like \u201chaha, I remember getting absolutely wasted and telling a girl she looked like a librarian at the Gold Room patio not too long ago\u201d. And then it continued:

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But it did have an effect on me, and the effect was \u201cWAIT WHAT?\u201d Because my roommate wears glasses and I am a ginger?

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And I\u2019m like \u201chuh, that\u2019s exactly what her friend sa\u2026\u201d and then I remember all those taglines including \u201cMolly Lambert lives in Echo Park, California\u201d and I\u2019m like OH SHIIIIIIT.

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Now I didn\u2019t remember the \u201cfun bar slut\u201d line, which she returns to a few times, but it\u2019s perfectly in character, seeing as:

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On thinking it over, I think I told the other girl about the librarian thing and the fun bar slut bit was a quick response to \u201cthen what am I?\u201d, but that\u2019s a weak memory.

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After I got over the shock of the essay becoming bizarrely personal, I decided to chalk this one up as a major win for my recent Meeting People strategy of drinking up my asshole charisma, going to bars, and making wild guesses at people\u2019s names, ethnicity, and personalities. I\u2019m either randomly right and I\u2019ve captured their attention, or more often I\u2019m wrong and they use it as an opportunity to correctly introduce themselves and we go from there, made a lot of one-night or longer pals that way.

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Or sometimes they\u2019ll get peevish, but really, this is the worst case scenario? Someone walks away with my words ringing in her ears for days, uses them as a framework for analyzing her life and organizing her thoughts, and then dedicates her considerable talents and audience draw to enlarging my legend?

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one of my favorite stories, back before any of you knew me.

I absolutely will use \u201cit haunted me, because nothing is funnier \u2013 Molly Lambert\u201d as a testimonial

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