 Las Vegas Weekly -- She went from a Lutheran school in a small Texas town to director of a sex-based museum in Las Vegas, but Dr. Laura Henkel has no regrets. A nun is walking staccato-like through a parking lot on Industrial Road, habit blowing in the breeze, zip in her stride, obviously unsure of where to go. Her face is painted as white as a Hollywood smile, and a slit in her shiny black vinyl skirt bares occasional peeps at her hairy legs. The sister walks up the stairs on the east side of the building and gazes curiously at a door. She smiles serenely through her goatee. “The entrance is over here!” a woman in a black dress and heels calls up from street level, walking in the same direction she points. “Thank you,” says the nun, hopping down the stairs. “You look lovely,” says the woman. “I was going to say the same to you,” says the nun. “Love the black.” Rounding the corner of the building, they arrive at the entrance to Las Vegas’ newest museum, Harry Mohney’s Erotic Heritage Museum (formerly Déjà Vu Love Boutique, located next to the Déjà Vu strip club). The nun turns out to be a member of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence (a philanthropic organization whose members also happen to dress in drag), and will be blessing the building a little later. They’re greeted by two life-sized, motion-activated figures, who open their trench coats and flash visitors while shouting out “Welcome!” to the party. Inside the museum, dozens of men and women sip champagne and admire all that the museum has to offer, making their way from Larry Flynt’s gold wheelchair to a display of sex toys (one of which is solar-powered), gazing in pained interest at the deflowering instruments, smiling at the erotic comic book collection and the erotic videos on display, discussing the erotic art. Read More >>> |
