Elizabeth Ostrander

Elizabeth Ostrander is the eighth wonder of the world. Tall and slender, reddish-blonde hair tumbling down her back. She calls herself a living mermaid, and she's not wrong. Owns a 41-foot yacht she sails herself around the globe—swimming, sunning, chasing the next perfect stretch of water. She's crossed from San Francisco to Hawaii, then pushed on to Bora Bora. "Traveling has become my obsession," she says. "I always knew I'd sail around the world." She grew up on the beaches of St. Augustine, skipping school for sand and sun. After a few wild years modeling in Europe, she bought a one-way ticket to San Francisco—never been, knew one person—and never looked back. There she learned to sail, bought an Islander Freeport, and set out for Hawaii. Alone on the water, she felt cut off from everything except a stack of vintage Playboys. When she reached Molokai, she made up her mind: she wanted to be a Playmate. We couldn't say no to a natural nymphet like that. We gave her the cover. "They don't put Playmates on the cover very often," she says, smiling. "It's an honor." Now she wants the title to open doors—to share her story, to inspire. Consider us inspired, Miss Ostrander. Full speed ahead.