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Playmate of the Month August 1979 - Dorothy Stratten

“I’m definitely a sucker for the romantic approach,” admits Vancouver-born Dorothy Stratten, a statuesque blonde who also happens to have been a finalist in our Great Playmate Hunt. “Romance is effective for me,” she continues, “because I’m a very sensitive person. I can laugh and cry over something in the same moment. Small romantic gestures - like getting flowers at an unexpected moment - really turn me on; but my main romantic daydream is to be up in the mountains with lots of snow on the ground, in some rustic old cabin with a roaring fire, a candlelight dinner for two, and later, wine on the couch by the fire and soft music. I know it sounds old-fashioned in a way, but I don’t care.” When she’s not concocting romantic scenarios, Dorothy, who recently moved south to sunny Los Angeles from British Columbia, attends an exercise class regularly (“I’m so paranoid about getting fat - it’s the most neurotic thing about me”), takes acting classes (“I’d like to be competent in all types of acting - romance, drama, comedy, even horror”), works as a Bunny at the L.A. club and writes poetry - romantic poetry, of course. “I think I express myself better in poetic form,” Dorothy muses. “I’m basically a very shy person and I often get frustrated trying to express myself verbally, so I’ll just write a poem for a friend and communicate my feelings that way. I get my inspiration at the strangest times, though - in the shower, at the dinner table, on a bus. But no matter where I am, I just have to write my thoughts down immediately.” Although Dorothy’s poetry is not intended for publication, she did consent to let us print the following verse: “The intimate feeling / of your touch / your body / against mine / embraced / and protected. Words are spared / but are not needed / because the message / is felt / mutually. In your absence / my mind is still / on our time spent / but also, / my mind / is on tomorrow / hoping it will be / as the yesterday / we were together / because / I love you.”

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