“I am a really big ham when I have an audience,” she admits. A closet anthropologist, she is endlessly fascinated by (and disarmingly perceptive about) human behavior. She’s quick, funny, frank, and utterly unshockable. Six feet tall with straight blond hair that falls nearly to her waist, Hanson, sixty-three, is like a laid-back Cali-girl Amazon. She studies her chosen field as diligently as a stockbroker follows the Nikkei. For Hanson, filth is no mere job it is a vocation. One of the preeminent American editors of dirty magazines, she ran such anatomically site-specific publications as Juggs, Leg Show, Tight, and Big Butt, where she directed photo shoots, oversaw layouts, and wrote “girl copy” (those panting, first-person accounts of the models’ deepest desires). For more than three decades she has cultivated a one-of-a-kind career. Like her good friend Vanessa del Rio, she was “born to porn”-not in front of the lens but behind it. It was banned shortly thereafter,” Hanson says. The editors of an adult-book company took the dry, long report and illustrated it with every kind of sex act possible. “I bought The Illustrated Presidential Report of the Commission on Obscenity and Pornography. In 1970, a nineteen-year-old Dian Hanson couldn’t wait to spend her birthday money on porn.
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