Since the Anthony Weiner sexting scandal rocketed her to dubious fame, Sydney Leathers has done many exciting things with her time. She has posed in a bad bikini for The New York Post, she has given numerous interviews about how gross her former phone sex buddy is, and she has even made an Octomom-ishÂ masturbation porno. But she seems to have really found her calling in the area of sex blogging, or, more specifically, writing about sexting for xoJane in the site’s trademark “I am an asshole, SO WHAT?” style.
Her post, titledÂ ANTHONY WEINER’S SEXTING PARTNER SYDNEY LEATHERS REVEALS HER 10 SECRETS FOR SEDUCING A POLITICIAN, starts off with a quasi feminist disclaimer stating that doing porn or sex work doesn’t make someone a bad person (true!) and that “all is fair in love and war” (false!). And also that sexting with a married man is totes okay for her to do, because she’s not married and she’s not running for mayor, or something. I don’t know, just read what she wrote:
Why does having a sexting affair with a married man or even doing porn make someone a “bad person”? Give me a break. I’m not a war criminal. I’m a human being who has made certain choices, some of which involve my sexuality.
Yes, I’ve made thousands of dollars from sugar daddies.
I enjoy my sexuality, and it doesn’t make me anything other than what I am: a young woman who’s enjoying her life to the fullest and going on plenty of adventures with willing partners.
To Maureen Dowd and every other woman who thinks she knows anything about me — or anything about feminism for that matter — you don’t.
As far as Huma and his son, those are not my choices, and I was just one of many of Anthony’s women. I don’t believe there is some “sister’s code.” That’s a lie. Otherwise, infidelity wouldn’t exist.
All is fair in love and war. I’m not the one who is married. I’m obviously responsible for everything I’ve done, but I’m not running for mayor of New York City.
Ah, the old “he is more culpable than me, therefore I am not culpable at all” excuse. She then launches into her ten tips for sexting a married politician, and some of them are actually pretty LOL. For example:
#1: Indulge his crazy alter-ego, and whatever you do, don’t laugh at him. When in doubt, use a smiley-face and tell him you actually mean it.
It’s hard sometimes, but you have to keep a straight face. Like, Anthony would thank me every time he had an orgasm. I don’t think I ever said “You’re welcome.” Who thanks someone after an orgasm?
Anthony would also call me “baby” to the point that it was almost crazy. It was too much.
You have to be prepared to keep a straight face in awkward times. You basically have to be in campaign mode.
It’s important to pretend like you’re thinking about them 24/7 throughout the day. They want to be coddled like a baby. Basically, pretend like you’re dating the middle school version of yourself. Like the prepubescent horny teenage girl with all these emotions. Lovey dovey bullshit, basically. Little stuff like “I’m thinking about you” or “I miss you.”
This is funny because it is embarrassing to Anthony Weiner (you got played, son). But it also makes me wonder what she was getting out of it on her end. Was she just doing it for the lulz, or what? She says a few inches up that she was obsessed with him. Why?
“Do things that aren’t normal. Like I don’t care if it’s porno lashes or big heels in bed, just do it. Paint the picture.”
She knows how ridiculous this stuff is, but she does it anyway, because…well, she still has not told us why.
#8: Find a horny non-politician to finance all the expensive shoes and lingerie pics you’re sexting your politician boyfriend. Constantly, be painting a picture of yourself in your politician’s brain.
With a politician, you have to remember: You’re probably not going to get money. You’re in it for the thrill of it.
Now I am going to call bullshit on Sydney Leathers for breaking xoJane’s cardinal rule, which is to be totally honest about the things that make you an asshole in the hopes that that it will somehow innoculate you against…well, people calling you an asshole. She did not just do this “for the thrill of it.” She very clearly wants to get famous, and then use said fame to get paid lots of money to do easy things. Just admit it, Sydney Leathers. It’s okay, this is a safe space for fame-mongering.
All in all, this is a pretty decent xoJane article in that it was brassy, sassy, and fairly quotable, but if I were her editor I would not have let this fatal flaw slip through. Better luck next time.