Ah, losing your virginity: the holy grail of teen attainment—an occasion preempted by boys buying condoms years before they're ever conceivably going to use them and girls flaunting their stuff at school, viciously cock-teasing all the desperate boys in their year, before eventually gifting their hymen to the low-level drug dealer who lurks around the school gates. The process usually involves a few hard lemonades, a five-minute fumble in the back of a three-door hatchback, and a girl's virginity splurged all over the back seat with not a penny spent bar the drinks and an ill-conceived head full of wet-look hair gel. The two virgins are the subjects of a documentary shot by Australian filmmaker Justin Sisely, who's currently facing potential sex trafficking charges from the Brazilian government for the "sale" of Catarina's innocence. I called Justin to chat about the film and find out why he wanted to document two people looking to get their cherry popped for a price.
‘I have always fallen for people who are unavailable’
If you say you haven't, you're a prude. If you say you have, you're a slut. It's a trap. So spoke Ally Sheedy's character in "The Breakfast Club" on a topic that inspires continued fascination: virginity, the v-card every woman is supposed to hold onto at the time in her life when she is often obsessed with turning it in.
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The Brazilian Catarina Migliorini, 20, is auctioning off her virginity, through an Australian producer. The "experience" is part of the documentary "Virgins Wanted", which tells the story of two young men before and after their first time. With the money, she wants to open an NGO and invest in a public housing project for poor families in Santa Catarina, where she was born. I've been in this project for two years. It started when I saw a story about an Australian filmmaker who was looking for a virgin. I thought: I'm a virgin, I'll sign up. I did it impulsively, a young girl of 18, I decided to sign up.
But I swear that each and every word of this is true. When I was in high school I was awarded the opportunity to go on a foreign exchange to a lovely tropical paradise—ah, Brazil—for senior year. As high-school girls are prone to do, I met a guy, another exchange student. We were the queen and king of virgin teenagers: I never had ANY dates in high school and neither did he.