For some reason I ended up thinking back to one of the first kinky overseas holidays we ever took, way back in 2004, to the then Black Tulip in Amsterdam, an infamous leather and bondage hotel. I think I stayed there three times in total, including once for work! (it was a conference at short notice, and everywhere in the city was booked out).
Sadly it closed in about 2012, and although there’s a hotel still in the same building with nods back to its past, it doesn’t feel like the same. I’m not sure there’s much of a photographic record left of this (to me) important part of leather culture, but here’s my small contribution.
