A Socialite’s Library: Playground
Imagine you are six. You have no bedtime, all the gumballs you can eat, and never have to worry about doing your homework. Your life is lived based on the whims of your father, who is very cool and very connected. As you get older, you are the “It” girl at Beverly Hills High. You have all the best clothes, and have all the best toys. You are invited to the best parties and have access to all the best drugs…Then one day, you realize that your fabulously privileged life is really a not-so-fabulous prison. You want out but realize you are trapped, shackled by the drugs and paranoia that have become synonymous with living. You are tormented by the memories of your childhood. You lack basic social skills and find it hard to get along with others…so what do you do? Well, if you are Jennifer Saginor, daughter of Hugh Hefner’s personal physician “Dr. Feelgood,” you write a tell-all.
Jennifer’s book Playground is not a new publication, but I dusted it off and reread it because I believe that you, my friends, will greatly enjoy this read. It’s easy to get through, mainly because the stories of drugs, sex, and moral depravity are on repeat and get more shocking as the story goes on. In an interview with HILARY Magazine, Jennifer actually claims that Harper Collins would not publish her memoir without sworn testimonials of her story being truthful, and without her promise to water down the absurdity of some of the incidents.
Jennifer Saginor has quite possibly the creepiest father on earth. He (and eventually Jennifer and her sister) have their own rooms at the Playboy Mansion. It’s normal for him to walk around the house naked, and he is not at all upset when his child catches him in the act with Playmates. In fact, he encourages Jennifer to be his sidekick, and they become inseparable pals, showing up at all the parties at the mansion together. Their relationship is based on scoping out girls, and the more chauvinistic and demeaning Jennifer can be, the prouder her father is of her. Jennifer learned to regard her own gender as objects by listening to her pops pick up centerfolds and random wanna be’s with clever one-liner’s such as “I bet you could fit a lot of cocks inside that mouth.”
Jennifer eventually begins a sapphic relationship with one of Hef’s girlfriends, “Kendall.” At 15 years old, Jennifer is a minor, and her relationship with Kendall is, at best, disturbing. They meet in park bathrooms and at after hours parties for quick flings. (After the publication of the book in 2005, Carrie Leigh filed a huge libel suit against Jennifer and Harper Collins, claiming that she was, in fact, Kendall. Nice job outing yourself, pervert!)
Well, I’m not going to tell you everything about the book, but it’s worth the read. It becomes a bit redundant; however, the dirt of real life celebs is shocking. Not shockingly, Jennifer no longer talks to her parents or sister because of all she revealed. I can’t say I blame them! Definitely buy Playground (in paperback) if you are in the mood for some real life drama.