August Ames, third from left at the 2016 AVN Adult Entertainment Expo. Image via Getty.

23-year-old adult film actress August Ames was found dead on Tuesday morning following an online blowup over an arguably homophobic tweet. According to The Blast, she died of asphyxiation by hanging.




Ames had criticized women who worked with male actors who also did gay porn, tweeting, “Do agents really not care about who they’re representing?”


The tweet raised a debate about equal STD testing standards and whether Ames was expressing a performer’s right to choose her sex partners or just homophobia. (Ames’s rationale was safety concerns, with rumors that gay shoots sometimes don’t subject performers to the same rigorous testing standards, and other women adding that they simply choose not to work with “crossover” performers because they personally feel less safe. Her Twitter account is still live, and you can see the debate there). It also drew a blitz of vitriol.

Her final tweet read “fuck y’all,” and Twitter has responded with a mix of sincere RIPs and heinous suicide jokes.

Ames was known to have suffered from depression. Adult film actors mourn the loss.





Be kind, Twitter.

Note: This post has been updated to reflect a broader interpretation of Ames’s tweet.


Some Random Sweatpants Dude Leonardo DiCaprio rolled up super low-key to Art Basel with a huge entourage of Inconspicuous Hat Men so that he could haggle over an $850,000 Basquiat this week. Even though he was wearing his Invisibility Sweatshirt, something blew his cover to the media and every single person in the Miami Beach Convention Center. From Page Six:



The Oscar winner — who tried but completely failed to hide his identity under a baseball cap and a black hoodie while walking around with a huge entourage — spent more than an hour at New York’s Van de Weghe booth at Art Basel in Miami during Wednesday’s VIP preview.


Like ninjas, they were:



A witness said, “It seemed like they had a plan beforehand. They brought the work into a private room with Leo, the advisor, and slowly the hat-clad entourage also poured in.


Or maybe it was his art advisor audibly yelling “We are good, we’re getting there!” to no one in particular. Or a drop-in of blonde models.

Other notable sweatpants man Brad Pitt was also spotted but somehow was just “in attendance,” “also shopping” or just “at” Art Basel.


In 2014, Meghan Markle shined a soft-focus spotlight on Ivanka Trump via her blog “The Tig,” a repository of photos of tropical places, coffee table styling tips, and Meghan Markle.


Markle deleted the archives in 2017, so God bless the Wayback Machine.

Markle praised Trump as “Staggeringly beautiful, no question, but so incredibly savvy and intelligent that she’s not just carved a niche for herself under her father’s famed Trump notoriety, she has undoubtedly created her own empire.” She went on:

Don’t get me started on her jewelry collection: the late night “window shopping” I have done on my computer, snuggled up in my bed with a glass of wine, staring longingly at the beautiful designs. And there are the shoes, the home collection, the clothing, and the natural extension of her brand with a kids collection – a smart choice given that she is now a proud mama.


To be fair, then Trump was just an “influencer,” ie the type of person who can upkeep an all-white interior with small children while probably juggling merlot-filled water balloons while meditating in warrior pose, wealthy and therefore exempt from political thought.



Hat tip to Glamour for the find.