Corinna Harney Playboy Playmate August 1991

Corinna Harney is the Playboy Playmate for August 1991, and the Playmate of the Year for 1992. Strolling the Strip in her glitzed-out home town, Corinna Harney looks positively tame. A jaunty chapeau atop her gold tresses, a low-cut black blouse under a fish-net sweater that matches her candy-pink lipstick — well, the look is practically prosaic next to the checkered polyesters and wild midnight styles of other Las Vegas Strip walkers. The same can’t be said for Corinna herself. She is as surprising as the cactus flowers that sprang from the Nevada desert the week we met her. She’s a poet in a town full of dice players, a Vegas lover who has never gambled, a blonde whose hair should have been either black or red (her heritage is Cherokee-Irish, on both sides of the family). In a desert of neon, Corinna is a placid oasis. “I was never quite in sync with society,” she says. Growing up in Nevada teaches a girl to make her own way. One way was poetry. When words failed her, she just goofed off: Too young to hang out in the casinos, Corinna and her school pals used to hit the Strip and act silly. “It was great. Everything was open late. We’d watch the people, pretending we were tourists.” Sometimes, they were tourist terrorists, using squirt guns or waters balloons to startle out-of-towners. The cops put a stop to that; Vegas caters to visitors and expects young locals to find their own fun until they turn 21. On weekends, the kids trucked to the desert. Garage bands plugged in portable generators and bounced thrash rock off the night sky; Corinna and friends danced. They also watched shooting stars. “In the desert, you’ll see four or five in a few hours,” she says. “I’d make a wish on every one.” One of her wishes, way back then, was to be a Playmate of the Month. “And now I am,” says Miss August. “Maybe shooting stars do work.”

Don’t think Corinna misses out on physical pleasures. Like many a Nevadan, she has jet-skied nude on Lake Mead. And one of her love poems reads as follows: “Flowing through your arms, drinking from your streams/Fantasizing you as a mountain of pleasure/Seeing your skin, I feel the need to find your treasures./ If you can’t tell, the fairy tale is true./Lying side by side, this adventureland for me and you.”

Corinna never wished to be Playmate of the Year. Corinna used to sit in her car in Nevada’s Amargosa Desert, making wishes on shooting stars, wishing to be Playboy’s Playmate of the Month. But Playmate of the Year? Forget it. Being the woman who aces out 11 beauties and gets a life of silk and limousines for a year, plus a hot new car and $100,000? “That was too beyond,” Corinna told us then, at age 20. “I mean, I loved getting to keep the boots I wore in my pictorial, the ones with the aces,” she says. “I just never pictured this.”

Corinna Harney Bio

Name: Corinna Harney
Bust: 34C
Waist: 22
Hips: 34
Height: 5′ 3″
Weight: 105 lbs
Birthplace: Bremerhaven, Germany

Ambitions: To get a good education, to stay interested in people and excited about life!
Turn-Ons: New places, bodies of water, looking at a sky full of stars, laughter.
Turnoffs: Fake people, liars, gossip, slow cars in the fast lane, people who make snap judgments.
Favorite People: My boyfriend, Dean, my Mom, my best friend, Jo’rene, and anyone who likes these pictures!
A Sexy Man: He’s rough & tough, fit & funny — and he’s always my buddy.
My Health Foods: Chocolate-chip pancakes and root beer.
Corinna’s Night Out: On a warm, rainy evening, he brings a ladder to my second-story window. We escape to the mountains, above the rain, to gaze at the stars.

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December 21, 2012 | Corinna Harney, Playboy Playmates, Playmate of the Year

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