Lords spoke with Salon on the phone from her hotel room in Austin, Texas, and in person at her book party in New York. A crazy laugh escaped my mouth as I glanced toward the galloping pony people nearby and wondered exactly what they had in store for me. A hooded man, well over six feet tall, stood in the center of the ring, whipping their muscular asses and ordering them to 'mush, mush' as they trotted by. They wore tall black leather boots, black studded leather G-strings, and black bras with the nipple area cut out. "I stood gaping at these 'pony women' trotting around in circle. Finally, she has written "Underneath It All," a hard-boiled memoir of Los Angeles that does for the porno industry what Joan Didion did for migraines. She also counsels young teenagers recently escaped from porn and prostitution, now seeking refuge at Children of the Night, a Los Angeles-based nonprofit organization. With dozens of B-movies under her belt, Lords has her own series, "First Wave," on the Sci-Fi network. Since her Meese redemption, Traci Lords has become a combination June Lockhart, Mother Teresa and Joan Didion. "I have to thank Ed Meese for saving my life," she says, speaking with both sincerity and irony. You see, the Traci Lords oeuvre - which climaxes with the nymph being dressed in a red devil suit going down on some dude's firepole - had been filmed when she was just 15, 16, 17 years old. One night the feds busted into Lords' Hollywood pad and carried the screaming girl off to redemption. Some of her fans turned out to be FBI agents. Guys had to slink into creepy movie houses, sit on sperm-stained seats with their raincoats bunched in their laps. You couldn't watch Traci in your living room with a Bud and a bag of chips.
She'd let herself be filmed performing every form of sexual act except - as she assures us - anal sex.
She's too beautiful to care about her notorious past.īack in the Reagan era she would sprawl naked, legs akimbo, before some unshaved schlub clutching a Nikon. In publicity photos Traci Lords always appears as a radiant woman. Traci teases the shutterbugs by holding her new memoir, "Underneath It All," over her mouth and peering at her attackers with impish eyes. Maybe a young silent movie star - Mary Pickford crossed with Lillian Gish. She was born Norma Louise Kuzma and took her last name from Jack Lord, star of "Hawaii Five-O." Lords was never a choir girl, but she now holds herself like a woman from a more innocent time. Men and women are shouting, "Traci, look at me! Traci, smile! This way, Traci, this way!" Their prey is Traci Lords, former porn star and now author. Press photographers - freelance, wire service, Weegee wannabes - corner her in the back of a railroad car-narrow bar in New York. The book party mob rushes the small woman and begins smacking her with light.
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