Haresh Shah
Why Even Go As Far As The Next Door?
‘So how’s your search for Playmates coming along?’ Asks Freddy as we run into each other in the hallway of the executive floor. Freddy is wearing his characteristic grin which gives his natural dimples a couple of extra wrinkles.
‘Its coming along. I may soon have a couple of candidates to show you.’
Still grinning, he goes; ‘come on, don’t kill yourself. Just because you had to open your big fucking mouth in front of your big American bosses!’
I grin back.
‘I tell you what! If you do find some, just have fun, fuck them and forget this Playmate business. You know, Chicago would never approve a German chick.’
At that, we both flash our cryptic smirks and go on to wherever we were headed. Me thinking that perhaps Freddy is still hoping that I was just trying to show off, trying to earn a few brownie points, and nothing of substance would come out of it. Soon that conversation at Neuer Simpl will be forgotten and he won’t have to worry about what must have seemed to him an enormous burden on his budget, let alone having to undertake such an iconic photo shoot and then fail.
But little did he know, not only was I fired up but so was Rainer. This wunderkind had extra wheels turning into his already hyper creative head. He had immediately briefed his photo editor Susi Pletz that we were looking for Playmate candidates. All it took for them and for me, was to put out the word.
In Munich I had cultivated a sizeable circle of friends in a short span of months. Among them, Britt Walker. The only one who frequented the night spots more than I did. This was also because he lived in the very heart of the trendy Schwabing in the newly built and the most “in” dwelling complex, Fuchsbau.
Britt was an incredible magnet to women. I don’t know what his secret was, but he always showed up with a pretty young thing at least half his age, hanging on his arms, clinging and seemed to have madly fallen in love with him. Someone he would have introduced to us as Cersti, Gabriella, Karen, Amy, Marion and others — ones he had met the night before at Domicile, Tangente, Why Not or Yellow Submarine. Most of the girls he brought to my apartment were either already photo models,
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Going 2 b sensational stuff…
Ohhh no!
Slowly the blog is getting interesting. keeps guessing what next. The challenges, ups, downs. The spread of your life. Hope you have courage to come out clean. I know you have……
Moin, moin, Haresh,
das sind großartige Erinnerungen aus den 70gern. Es hat unglaublichen Spaß gemacht, zu so einem erfolgreichen kleinen Team gehört zu haben.
Die Arbeit mit einer phantastischen PLAYBOY-Redaktion – wir sind in relativ kurzer Zeit von 220.000 Druckauflage auf über eine halbe Mio
gewachsen – war einfach traumhaft. Noch heute sehe ich die Sammelbände gern an – es gibt so manche Geschichte zu erzählen. Da hat auch mal ein Bischof aus Süddeutschland eine geradezu unglaublich anmutende Nebenrolle gespielt. Soll ich die mal zum besten geben?
Liebe Grüße aus Essen
Heinz Nellissen
Dear Haresh,
hope to read very soon more from Your beautiful reports.
So did Chicago approve of the German Playmates?
I am afraid you will just have to wait and see:).
Ha, ha Haresh.. forces of nature were against you; but I am pretty sure your superhero attributes will help you to deliver the “girl next door playmate” of your choice to the proper page in the magazine :))))
I love hearing about your life … really enjoy reading this …I keep looking forward to the next week!