As a lifelong California girl I have reaped the benefits of sun, sand, and a very liberal environment. After becoming a nude dancer as a teenager in Los Angeles I spent decades in the exotic dance profession while also posing for nudie magazines (remember those?) and performing in adult videos. Still fitness conscious and still an exhibitionist I now spend most of my time wrestling, doing a little bondage, and producing videos. Please join me on my erotic journey - along with stunning archives of material I also have exciting new adventures each and every month!
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Second pic above shows how I felt about 15 minutes ago, sleeping peacefully in bed. Then a screeching alarm woke me up, I pulled on clothes and stumbled downstairs to move car out of 5am street cleaning zone. Imagine my surprise to see car exactly where I left it with headlights shining brightly. "Someone is in my car!" was all I could think because vehicle (thank you, Toyota) has a feature which prevents headlights from being illuminated after the engine has been turned off for a short period of time. To make the long story short, the car started right up, I moved it to a different spot, and now I can't turn the headlights off. Guess I'll check this out with Professor Google now. Or does AAA have a roadside service that turns off your headlights.. lol Hope everyone has a smoother day than I'm having at the moment. XOXO
P.S. There are unmarked tow trucks towing vehicles all over my neighborhood right now. It was kind of eery.
Less than a week ago I met my friend Jed for a drink. "I was worried about you last year." he commented. "You looked bad." I shot him a dark look without intending to and then inquired after a moment: "Why? Because I lost a bunch of weight or because I looked tired? There was a lot going on." Instead of backing off his rather mean statement Jed doubled down: "No, you looked BAD." he reiterated, staring me straight in the eye. "You got caught up in some bullshit and I could tell it was dragging you down. It bothered me to see you that way. You are like a flower. You need to be in a good environment, be nurtured so you can bloom." Jed tossed back a shot of whiskey. "I'm a cactus. You can put me anywhere." His gaze followed the slim, busty bartender who drifted past us to take an order. I had to smile.
For the record, Jed is no stranger to strong women. At his mother's memorial service I saw, for the first and only time in my life, a priest break down in tears during the eulogy and have to stop to compose himself. Jed's mother had that much power even in death. I don't think Jed believes that women in general are weak or that I am weak, but he did hit upon an uncomfortable truth in his flower/cactus analogy: whether due to nature or nurture men often do handle adversarial situations better than women. At the end of last year - when I was going through the worst of it - I had to cancel shoots because my skin broke out in stress-related hives. One night I wrote this to cheer myself up:
"Dark desperation claws within,
Unsightly boils defile my skin,
Tis darkest before the dawn,
Yes, this dis-ease will soon be gone."
Those words did prove true but only after I freed myself from a lot of useless baggage that I was carrying around inside my soul. Back to yesterday.. I enjoyed two cocktails with my favorite bartender and then walked home. Some unexplained force (haha) lead me to the bottle of gin inside my freezer. Wow, did I get smashed as I played theme music from "Rocky", "Scarface" and a number of other favorites while I danced around with a glass in my hand. Think I may have even thrown a few punches and raised my fists aloft in victory. Living solo can be lonely at times but when you feel like being a dork you can REALLY be a dork. Anyways, I'm still paying for last night's transgressions so maybe I'll feel better after a short nap. Signing off.. XOXO
POV TOTAL IMMERSION THERAPY
"Suffering from terrifying dreams and constant anxiety Officer Pettigrew seeks out highly-esteemed psychiatrist Dr. Mengel. The resourceful physician utilizes a hands-on method of total immersion therapy guaranteed to make Ms. Pettigrew both readjust her priorities and forget all pre-existing problems.. "
These are the "before" pics of Officer Pettigrew (January 1, 2019) - just wait til you see the "afters".
Hope everyone is having a great weekend! XOXO
"Bitch, get that thing out of my face!"
Loud, mocking laughter fills tight space,
Oh, no.. bare fists inflict great woe,
Which babe will land the final blow,
Save herself from profound disgrace??
Jewell Marceau and Tanya Danielle fight for honor in "Blowout!", a catfight royale where the loser ends up beaten, demoralized, and soaking wet..
See that shower in the background? It becomes a factor in the loser's grim fate - haha! XOXO
Is the last round done yet?
Nobody seems to know.. "
I still don't know. Is this all a dream? Let me take my aching head to bed. Above pics come from last year's match. Today's debacle has not yet been released. And to think I used to feel so confident. September made me earn it today. Sweet dreams.. I'll feel better in the morning. XOXO