Howard Stern

is funny guy.

But I kinda doubt they'll have me on the show. After a quick conversation with 'Will', I think he was disappointed that I don't bang the dolls silly...lest we forget, I don't have a weenie!!!


This might go nowhere.


Only time will tell. Or is it: Only 'Will' will tell?

we shall see...





the above photo will be uncensored in my book...it's very naughty.

A Total Lapse in Judgement.....

I am dead ass serious. I had a melt down...After receiving a wonderfully glowing email from a well respected photographer (Published in Penthouse and numerous other places/magazines) about how I am on the brink of making it. I wondered how I was going anywhere if I don't do something about it. He mentioned how my Realdoll stuff is a springboard, and BAM!!!!!!!!! I shot off an email to Howard Stern.

Yep.

That's what I said...

Howard frickin' Stern.

Why the fuck did I do that?

I basically wrote and told them how I own two Realdolls and I photograph them. I told them about the book I am working on (of my Realdoll photos) and how I hope to have it published by Tashen. They asked if I could send a picture of me...and I did. Why? I am still not sure. But I did, I sent three pics. And by the morning they had asked for my number, and after 7 hours of pondering, I sent it to them. Why? Why would I do that to myself? Now I am sick to my stomach, but I just may go through with whatever gets thrown my way. Whatever that means, I'll let you know....



Did I mention I told them I would show my boobies?




*sigh* I told you it was a total lapse in judgement....

poignent ramblings......

or not.







I seem to have fallen off the face of the earth, but it's less cool then that- really. I fealt as though I had nothing to say, and so why fake it just to keep up the blog.

whelp, I'm back.

Soon after my return from St. Barts, I found out that while my dad was in Italy he fell off of a tiny cliff and broke 5 ribs and punctured a lung. He is nearing 60 and I am just happy he didn't break his neck and die. Needless to say I took a trip to Florida to visit him (he lives out there). He is doing much better and has learned a lesson in the process...I hope.

He was as drunk as a skunk.

Like alot of people in the world, alcoholism runs rampant in my family- which is the reason I hardly EVER drink. I am scared of it and the seductive powers it has over my genetics. That's not to say I don't have an addictive personality...you should see me around cookies- beyond pathetic. My Mom loves her vodka (and gambling) and my dad loves his scotch (and vodka). I love my weed and sweets. Although the sweets are probably a direct result of the weed....

On the photography front- I have been shooting like a mad woman- dolls, girls, girls and dolls. I am thrilled to be doing so, because I love shooting as much as I love the weed and sweets.


Who am I kidding?


I would give up the weed and sweets for photography in a second.


The above photo is Daniela V. who is just fantastic in every sense of the word. She and I get along so well, I'll know her forever....