Detroit Dirty – the big and titty gritty event of the season.

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT

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WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT

If you have continued to scroll you clearly are a tad curious and also subjecting yourself to what I had to see in person and physically walk away from, not just X out the web browser.

2019 marks the 20th annual Detroit Dirty Show at the Russell Industrial Center. I feel compelled to share there is on site parking at a small fee of 10 bucks. Below is a photo stream of pics taken from my android.

Can’t help but to crack up about the emoji art above. Today in modern culture the eggplant emoji has been sexualized and officially unofficial code for penis.

I did not know that “copperotica” was a thing, apparently people focus on making copper infused art erotic.

Anyone who attending the show was taken back by an erotic take on the Golden Girls. Most people are not thinking forward to sexy grandmas. However the most iconic of iconic “old ladies” were transformed and kink-i-fied here. One of my long term goals is to be a “G-I-L-F” !

The warehouse converted into a night of eroticism around art, community and the typically shadowed culture of sex were on full display. People dress up with not too much clothing on, perhaps a leash around the neck, or just nipple tassels. Of course, my crew and I did not dress like that. Maybe next year would wear a silly wig. Loads of neon large scale art this year and  action experiences such as walking through a vulva – a moving tunnel bridge thing. There was live action on how-to partake in Shibari aka Japanese Bondage ( obvs did not take pictures of this).

This event is always super strange but very intriguing.  There was a drop claw game machine called Mr. Grab Ass – where you could enter in a dollar bill and have a chance at retrieving a prize. All of prizes were like out of a white elephant game hosted at Lover’s Lane. The control stick was a penis, duh, and the claw had little penis toppers on them.  I coincidentally had $4 single dollar bills, one of each of us to participate. Of course, J won !! LOL we couldn’t stop laughing.   After we watched a girl on the silk’s hanging from the ceiling doing acrobatics. It’s hard work !! I’ve tried to do the silk’s in the Ann Arbor diag before, you need serious upper body strength.

We giggled our way out of the venue and ventured up to Hamtramck to Whiskey in a Jar, a dive bar where J’s friends were bar tending. It was the perfect – only- in-Detroit kind of night.

Do It For Detroit,

Linz