Estate Sale for Legendary Dominatrix

Last week, I received the most extraordinary invitation to the "estate sale" of Eva Norvind, a movie star, dominatrix, Mexican-Russian icon, and aristocrat sexual liberationist— a woman who embodied such notions  before they were even fathomable, let alone fashionable.

Eva drowned last May in Oaxaca, while shooting a new film. Her friends and admirers miss her terribly, and a memorial is planned in New York October 10th.

But in the meantime...  came this invitation. I longed to share it with you when it was timely, but it was "private." Now that the date is passed, it's still a memorable souvenir:

The Collection Belonging to Eva Norvind, a.k.a. Ava Taurel, and The Taurel Insititute Tag Sale:

You might arrive at 57th and Broadway and think you've come to the wrong building.

You'll tread cautiously through the traditional airy lobby as the polite doorman waves you towards the marble elevator which will carry you to an antiseptic hallway.

You'll be certain you're on the wrong floor, until you open the door to the unsuspecting office and see the goods: a hallway of dildos, a lobby of smutty vintage magazines and tarty bondage gear, a desk topped with masks and gags for all persuasions, two "dungeon" rooms with rows of shiny shoes and various outfits for specific forms of humiliation.

But this is New York, after all, where a legend like Eva Norvind can smack ass and drill her stilettos into the backs of thousands of Manhattan's most powerful people— and where the properties of the recently deceased Ms. Norvind will be on sale and open by invitation only to all deviants, voyeurs, customers, sadists, masochists, and the simply and "innocently" curious.

This is your one, only, and final chance to survey the museum-quality booty of Eva Norvind, the slick-leather-clad saucy blonde whose story and film (Monika Treut's scandalous documentary Didn't Do it For Love) have captured the attention of major media outlets from Time Out to The New York Times to Vanity Fair. 

Eva, the daughter of a Russian prince, was once dubbed "Mexico's Marilyn Monroe" and after being exiled from Mexico for discussing the pill on a TV talk show in 1962, she moved to New York and by the eighties was considered New York City's most legendary dominatrix. 

She counseled Renee Russo for The Thomas Crown Affair, worked with Hilary Clinton and Mother Theresa, and even taught a class:  "Become a Dominatrix for Fun, Love or Profit!" 

At 57th and Broadway, the Taurel Institute for Pyschosexual Counseling was open and the goods remain: paddles and whips that have whacked a thousand asses, canes for snapping flesh to clean-cherry red, nipple clamps and their assorted weights, handcuffs for the especially bad boys, and a hydraulic lift to bring adventurous visitors to a higher level of carnal ecstasy.

Isn't it time you suffer for your sins?

If someone can tell me what Eva Norvind did with Hillary Clinton— and who suffered the most— I will send you a copy of my super-secret galleys for Best American Erotica 2007.

UPDATE:  Turns out this witty invitation is written by Marie Lyn Bernard, who is going to be in the next Best American Erotica in 2007!

Thanks for the tip, and the invite, from Eva's dear friend, Veronica Vera.