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Allie Rowbottom

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Allie Rowbottom’s “Lovers XXX” Heads to Porn Valley

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By Allie Rowbottom
| i-D Verified
At the Glen Capri Motel in Burbank, Jude sat on the toilet with the lid shut while a makeup artist who introduced herself as “Bob’s daughter, Carli” painted her face. Carli had a wild, fashionable perm and a bubblegum addiction—she kept wadding up old pieces and replacing them immediately, pink breath puffing. Bob was Bob Nine, director of Jude’s first simulation shoot, a seasoned professional, Tom Best had said when he booked her. At the day’s end she would earn eighty dollars.
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Sex and the City

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By Allie Rowbottom, David Ulin, Lovers Xxx
| Alta Journal Verified
Allie Rowbottom’s second novel, Lovers XXX, begins with a disappearance. Or, better yet, a pair of them. First, there is Jude, “eighteen, only just,” arriving in Los Angeles after a stint in reform school.
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Why I Can't Get Enough Beauty Treatments

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By Allie Rowbottom
| Bustle Verified
Vice Week Spray tans, Botox, facials, filler, and falsies? I’ll take the lot. by Allie Rowbottom Jan. 31, 2025 Emma Chao/Bustle; Getty Vice Week “Hold up your arms,” the woman tells me. I’m naked, freezing, cornered in a tile booth, no escape. So I do what I’m told. She lifts a gun the size and shape of a vintage dust-buster, fires a stream of ice-cold sludge at my body and layers me in a brown bronzer that stinks, for some mysterious reason, of tomato soup. I’m getting a spray tan.
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