Elvis and Mary Elizabeth, Vegas, 1996.
I was living in San Francisco, writing for zines like Bust and Might and bOING bOING, as well as grabbing occasional bylines in Wired and SFWeekly.
Had spent a year exploring the “nexus of sex and technology” as an editor at Future Sex with the likes of Lily Burana and Susie Bright and had recently started at a brand new web pub called Salon.
Going to parties at Good Vibrations and avoiding Lilith Fair.
Still processing it all. — Mary Elizabeth Williams
