Stoya Is 'Over' Talking About Feminist Porn
LatestWhen people talk about porn and objectification, it’s often to argue that the industry reduces women to their bodies. Stoya, a porn performer and writer, could certainly tell you stories about strangers at public appearances who, as she writes, “refer to my orifices as ‘that’ instead of ‘your’”—stories that fit the typical objectification narrative. But Stoya is concerned with a different kind of objectification.
“People frequently see me as a two-dimensional representation, and twist my timeline to suit the narrative they have in their heads,” she writes in the opening essay of her new book, Philosophy, Pussycats, and Porn. “They project their shame or their need for inspiration onto me.” These people look at her with “a disconcerting amount” of hatred or worship—and, in both cases, they see her in ways that she doesn’t recognize. “It’s dehumanizing,” she writes.
When she was 19, Stoya shot some nude photos for her roommate. In 2007, at 21, she signed a coveted contract with Digital Playground—much to her own surprise, it seems. “I wasn’t a voluptuous sex symbol or exotic glamazon,” she wrote in a New York Times op-ed a few years back. “How big could the market be for pasty young women with wacky sartorial tastes and wiry limbs?” But Stoya’s star quickly rose, thanks in part to her unbridled, giddy enthusiasm on-camera. As Amanda Hess wrote in a 2013 Village Voice profile, “She giggles so exuberantly throughout her sex scenes that an early partner, Mick Blue, initially thought she was mocking him.”
“People frequently see me as a two-dimensional representation, and twist my timeline to suit the narrative they have in their heads”
Alongside porn, Stoya developed a reputation as a sexual intellectual. She penned a column for Vice on things like “the pitfalls of heteronormativity and monogamy” and “the metaphysics of cocksucking.” She also co-founded the porn site TRENCHCOATx—which comes with the tagline “curated smut,” and which she has since left—and the podcast Aural Spaces, which tackled everything from relationships to politics. This year, she stars in Ederlezi Rising, a Serbian sci-fi feature film in which she plays an android. But for the past few years, she has been conspicuously absent from porn, causing some fans to wonder whether she has retired.
The theme of how people see her, or fail to see her, in what she calls her “micro-celebrity,” is one that takes different shapes throughout her new book. There’s the frightening guy at a coffee shop who will not leave her alone—and then the cop called to address the situation, who promptly asks her out. There’s Measure B, a law mandating the usage of condoms in porn—against the protestations of people like her who actually perform in porn. And there are the journalists who seem intent on digging up disturbing anecdotes from her life “in a way that feels uncomfortably close to that voiceless-porn-star trope that just refuses to die,” she writes.
Speaking of journalists, Stoya makes clear that she has felt dehumanized by the insistence of reporters—feminist ones in particular—on asking her about sexual assault and #MeToo (she requested that I avoid these topics in our interview). In 2015, she tweeted an accusation that made international headlines and sparked an enduring conversation around sexual assault within the porn industry, but she wants to move on. “I have been turned—numerous times— into a story,” she writes. “Sometimes I participate. Sometimes it happens without my input or permission.”
This book—a collection of previously published blog posts, essays, and op-eds—is Stoya telling her own story. It’s one dotted by casual discussions of philosophers and intellectuals, from Nietzsche to Georges Bataille, and asides on Yugoslavian political history. There are musings on gangbangs (she wonders why “we call them gangbangs instead of fuck puddles or cock buffets”) and poetic comparisons of ejaculate to her favorite scotch (“the peaty one I describe as tasting like good testicles in the summer”). She details romps—69-ing in a car in a deserted field, a blow job on a windowsill at Soho House—with the same enthusiasm she portrays onscreen. She gets dark, writing about how her “emotional meltdowns tend to be spectacularly melty” and the solace she takes after a breakup in being bruised through consensual power exchange (“these particular marks, they’re a reminder that wounds and scrapes do heal”).
I finished the book feeling that I knew her, while remembering that I very much did not. We spoke by phone about capitalism, sex worker rights, and—much to her exasperation—feminist porn. Our conversation has been edited for length and clarity.
JEZEBEL: You write that people “twist my timeline to suit the narrative they have in their heads.” What narrative do you find that people have in their heads about you?
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