This Maxim Halloween Seems Different

By Lex October 26, 2015 @ 8:02 AM

Maxim magazine can stamp its Halloween party as crazy sexy, but when you feature E.J. Johnson in negligee, the first question has to be ‘sexy to whom?’. Granted, Johnson has lost a ton of weight and deserves to roll out in satin and lace. Dropping a hundred without the benefit of The AIDS like the old man that takes will power. Maxim isn’t what it used to be. You bend over in a nightie at their evening events and you might find a festive for Fall cock in your shitter. Playboy’s canning tits and Maxim is highlighting the gender ambiguous lifestyle. These are your men’s magazines. In what year does the asexual reproduction replace us again?

Maxim Finally Gets It Right

By Lex June 11, 2014 @ 12:10 PM

Candice Swanepoel Shows Her Midriff At Maxim's Hot 100 Women Of 2014 Celebration
Under new ownership, Maxim magazine continues its on-again off-again tradition of inviting really good looking foreign models to its Maxim Hot 100 celebration. Last year saw the Miley Cyrus incident that cost the waning periodical its nut sack in pride. They seem to have righted their ship this year by bringing out girls who have a better understanding of how to put on lipstick. These are the girls who were told as far back as they can remember how pretty they were, because they were, not because they had a kids TV show that was paying for all the Range Rovers in the family.

Photo Credit: Getty

Maxim Named Miley Cyrus No. 1 On The Hot 100

By Travis May 06, 2013 @ 9:00 AM

Erin Heatherton. Jessica Gomes. Bar Refaeli. Kate Upton. Charlize Theron. Olivia Wilde. Miranda Kerr. Mila Kunis. Rosie Huntington-Whitely. Malin Akerman. Ashley Benson. Emma Stone. Zoë Saldana. Chrissy Teigen. Brooklyn Decker. Chanel Iman. Marisa Miller. Behati Prinsloo. Eva Mendes. Rashida Jones. Irina Shayk. Beyonce. Adriana Lima. Blake Lively. Freida Pinto. Rosie Jones. Kelly Brook. Angelina Jolie. Natalie Portman. Emilia Clarke. Keira Knightley. Vanessa Hudgens. Amber Heard. Selena Gomez. Katy Perry. Scarlett Johansson. Victoria Beckham. Jennifer Lawrence. Emma Watson. Ashley Greene. Alana Blanchard. Alessandra Ambrosio. Julianne Hough…

Those are all just names that I thought of off the top of my head in the split second after Miley Cyrus revealed on Twitter that Maxim named her No. 1 on this year’s Hot 100 list. After those and probably a few dozen more, and after I walked down the street and pointed to random women and objects, I’d then possibly mention Miley.

(Photo Credit: Getty)

Bar Refaeli is tweeting bikini pictures again

By brendon December 03, 2012 @ 5:31 PM


Bar Refaeli went on twitter today to post another picture of herself in a bikini (which she’s been doing a lot lately; the other ones are from last month). Guess I missed the memo that says to be popular on twitter you have to post a bunch of smut and raunchy pictures. #saynotoporn

(image source = bars twitter, maxim india)

Maxim is run by queers

By brendon October 13, 2011 @ 4:47 PM


I would have kept my geriatric fantasies to myself if I had them, but Maxim magazine says that fat grandma Paula Dean is the “hottest female TV chef”, beating out international supermodel Padma Lakshmi (pictured).

I will concede that filling out a list like this sounds difficult, but this shit was their idea, not mine, so you’d think they’d at least have a reasonable answer to their own made-up question.

(source = CNN)


By brendon April 03, 2008 @ 9:08 AM

Today is boring, so in keeping with that theme here’s a story about the excruciatingly boring Maxim magazine.  The magazine may suck (hint – it does) but at least its founder Felix Dennis is interesting.  He has a long interview with the Times Of London today, where he covers everything, and I mean everything, even his crack addiction in the 90’s and the time he killed someone, possibly the pimp of a prostitute he had feelings for.   An excerpt:

He (Felix) looks so intense that I ask him whether he's ever fought with a man over a woman. “I've killed a man,” he says. What? “I've killed a man.” What do you mean, you've killed a man? “I killed him.” Does everyone know you've killed a man? “No, and they'll never find out, either.” Are you kidding me? Are you winding me up? Where? In what country? “I killed him. That's all you need to know. I killed him.”
Oh Felix, you're having me on. “No.” Promise me. Swear to God… “He hurt her and I told him to stop and he kept on.” What did it feel like, then? “He hurt her.” What did you do? “Pushed him over the edge of a cliff.” In the Caribbean? “Don't matter where it was. He wouldn't let her alone. She told him to stop. I told him to stop. Many people told him to stop. Wouldn't stop. Kept on and on and on. Made her life a living misery: beat her up, beat up her kids, wouldn't let her alone, kept on, kept on – weren't even his kids, so in the end, I had a little meeting with him, pushed him over the edge of a cliff. Weren't 'ard.”
Are you sure you want to be telling me this? “Don't care. Anybody harms one of mine… if they harm one of mine, they'd better know what they're doing. And they'd always be warned. I wouldn't attack anybody without reason. I'll attack nobody without reason. Without trying again and again to bring this thing to a much more satisfactory and sensible, more rational conclusion. But if they keep harming one of mine, then I have no option.”

I like to think I would kill the pimp of a prostitute too if it really came down to it.  And by "if it really came down to it", I mean, "if he wouldn't recognize my Tyler Dollars as legal, whore-purchasing currency".