October 2009 Archives

I seriously think I’m suffering from some kind of severe Xbox overdose. I got sent a pre-release copy of Borderlands because I’ve had to write a review on it for Australian Penthouse magazine, and since then Kyle and I have pretty much lived and breathed Xbox. The last week or so has been spent in front of the TV, kicking ass together in Pandora… and unfortunately eating nothing but takeaway food and doing no kind of exercise to speak of. My whole body is aching and my stomach feels bloated and crampy. It’s been a long time since a video game has sucked me in this badly, in fact I think the last game to do that was Resident Evil 4. Anyway, I’ll let you all know when my review is gonna be in the mag so you can pick up a copy!

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I’m off to Bali on Wednesday for a week! Kyle and I decided to go on a vacation to celebrate it being one year since we first started seeing each other. We’re spending a few nights in a nice resort in Kuta Beach, then the last few nights in a gorgeous luxury villa in Seminyak, with our own private swimming pool. Here’s a pic of the inside of our room, pretty amazing hey!

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I splurged on a new camera yesterday, I ended up buying a Panasonic Lumix LX3. It’s about as close to a professional camera that you can get without actually going pro, and so far I am beyond impressed with it. I’m really looking forward to getting some great holiday snaps on it, and also shooting some hot new DIYs for Gods Girls! I took a super cute pic of Kyle’s dog, Buddy. 

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Oh, and in other news, I bought a new car! I ended up going with the new Holden Cruze, which has unfortunately been so popular that there’s a huge waiting list so I’m not actually going to get it til late December, most likely. Bummer. Oh well, it’s an awesome car and it’s worth the wait! Here’s a pic of it, mine will be black though.

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Hope you’re all having a nice Monday :)

Ashlee Adams xo

I went costume shopping today for new outfits to wear for work. I’ve been using the old faithful school girl costume as of late, and whilst it’s a popular classic, it kinda sucks because just about every girl at my agency does a school girl show and I imagine if guys at a bachelor party book 5 strippers they’d kinda get a bit bored of seeing tartan skirts after the third or fourth time.

Although Luvaware (the big local costume store) stock hundreds of different costumes, my options are quite limited, because men are simple creatures and they don’t really “get” costumes that are too obscure. Although I would quite happy prance around dressed as Minnie Mouse or Marie Antoinette, drunk men just wanna see a nurse or a cop or a cheerleader or a something cliche like that. Today I settled on a nurse and a sailor… bringing my count of nurse and sailor costumes to 8 and 4, respectively. Yes, I have a serious costume habit.

I remember back many years ago when I was a young, enthusiastic stripper I used to do the best nurse show, complete with plastic syringes filled with lotion, surgical gloves and a whole medical themed playlist (opening with Bon Jovi’s “Bad Medicine”, of course). I guess I’m too lazy to do that kind of thing now.

Anyway, I snapped a couple of webcam pics of the new outfits and thought I’d post them up here, cos I’m nice like that ;)

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And because it’s such a nice day and I’m feeling happy and generous, here’s a pic of my booty. Yes I have a huge ass, but meh, it ain’t going anywhere so I’ve learned to love it, haha.

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Have a nice weekend, everyone!

Ashlee Adams xo

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It’s a lovely Sunday afternoon, the boyfriend is at work, and I’m relaxing on the couch enjoying the scent of my fabulous new strawberry chocolate candles. Since I’m in such a great mood, I decided to post on all my social networking haunts and find out what people want to ask me. Here’s the best questions, along with my answers!

what do people from your school say and think of u now youve gone from geeky blonde schoolgirl to hot as hell penthouse pet? any of them suck up?

Apart from the occasional Facebook interaction, I don’t actually speak to anyone I went to school with, so I’m not really sure. There’s been a few people from school over the years who’ve contacted me and said they can’t believe I’m the same person and congratulated me on my success… I guess because I was always so shy and socially awkward and weird, they find it pretty amazing I turned out like this. I remember a few years back I was dancing at the Crazy Horse and this ‘popular’ guy from my school came in. Now, this guy used to be a fucking jerk to me, and back in high school I doubt he’d have pissed on me if I were on fire, but when he saw me looking all hot in my Victoria’s Secret lingerie his attitude was much more agreeable. He even went so far as to tell me that it’s been ages since he’s seen me and that he “misses me” and that we should totally catch up for a drink. Telling him to go fuck himself was one of the best feelings in the world.

do you get excited when putting on a show on stage?

Depends how you define “excited”. If you mean sexually excited, then no, absolutely not. When I’m performing, sex is the last thing on my mind. There’s just too much other stuff going on for me to even think about feeling aroused – my brain is usually going into overdrive making sure nobody is trying to sneak photos with their cellphone camera, judging the crowd response, making sure nobody is trying to cause trouble, etc. However, if you mean excited in the general sense, then yeah I guess I do. I always get an adrenaline rush, especially when the crowd is loud and enthusiastic. Performing in front of an appreciative crowd really makes me feel awesome and gives me one hell of an ego boost!

how did you get into penthouse online did you call them or other way round

I won the “Aussie Babes” competition that Australian Penthouse ran via their website, and was chosen from a huge bunch of stunning girls to be photographed by Ed Fox for the January 2009 cover & centerfold. I certainly never expected to win when I entered, especially considering the photos I submitted with my entry were shot by my best friend in her back yard with my shitty digital camera and were far from professional. But thanks to the support of all my awesome online pals, I won, and it was one of the best experiences of my life.

What is your idea of a perfect dinner….. Place, style, people and mood of the dinner

Well for starters, I’m a fucking carnivore hahah, so there’d better be some kind of thick juicy steak involved! I’m not really one for the whole romance thing so candlelit dinners aren’t really my style, I love dining out at fancy restaurants and spending big but still like to keep it relatively casual. Good friends, good conversation, good beer or wine and most importantly, good food!

Who gave you your first kiss?

My first kiss was with a boy called Leigh. He was my boyfriend at the time and I think I was about 13 or 14, I guess that makes me a late bloomer? I dunno, I lived in a really small outback town so there wasn’t a lot of kissable boys haha, and I wasn’t exactly Little Miss Popularity back then. Anyway, Leigh was a football player from one of the neighbouring towns that my town played against. I made out with him in the back seat of my parents’ car, something my mum and dad really weren’t too impressed about. He dumped me 2 weeks later because I wouldn’t let him touch my vag. Ah, teen romance, it’s a beautiful thing. Hahaha.

whats your favourite tattoo and whats the meaning behind it? wats your next tattoo plans? How many tattoos do you have?

I honestly don’t know how many tattoos I have. There’s heaps that I don’t know if they count as one or two so I guess rather than making it about numbers, let’s just say I have a lot. I think my favourite tattoo is probably “ZOMBIE KILLER” on the back of my legs under my butt cheeks. It doesn’t really mean much, except that I play Resident Evil a lot and I want to kill zombies in the inevitable apocalypse. I’m not really into tattoos with deep emotional meaning and I’m not someone who wants to permanently etch the trials and tribulations of my life on my skin, I just get tattoos of shit I like. As for my next tattoo plans, I won’t give too much away at this stage and I haven’t started getting anything drawn up yet, but it’s going to be a tribute to my hero, Freddie Mercury.

what is it that keeps you positive in such a a sleazy industry .. do u constantly find yourself swithcing into another state of mind in order to get on with the job

It’s true that I deal with a LOT of crap, but the majority of the time the awesomeness of it outweighs the bad stuff. It’s MySpace that probably bugs me the most because my god are some people on there retarded, which is why apart from the few minutes I spend each day accepting friend requests, I don’t really use it any more. When it comes to working in strip clubs, I think one thing that really gets you through the sleazy rubbish from idiot drunk men is the feeling of camaraderie with the other girls, it’s probably not the same at every club but where I worked we almost had a sisterhood of showgirls. You fuck with one of us, and you fuck with all of us. And I guess if all that fails, I just remind myself of the $1000’s I can bring home on a Saturday night.

if you could live the life of a famous person, dead or alive, for one day, who would it be?

Without question, it would be Marie Antoinette. I am fascinated with her and everything she embodied. She was the original rich socialite party girl with the best fucking wardrobe of anyone ever in the history of the world, but at the same time she was so tragically naive and tormented and ultimately doomed to a violent end. To be able to experience what her life was like, and to know whether she truly deserved what she got or whether she was the victim of propaganda created by a poverty-stricken French kingdom in turmoil, would be simply incredible.

 

Anyway that’s enough Q&A, but maybe I’ll make this a regular Sunday thing if people seem to like reading my answers. Peace out :)

Ashlee Adams xox

People often tell me I should write a book about my experiences as a stripper / nude model.

Quite frankly, I don’t really believe I have anything to say that people would actually pay money to read. Yeah I’ve done some cool shit, seen some crazy stuff, but my life definitely hasn’t been something worth spending a lot of money to publish on paper and sell in book stores.

I’ve always found it rather funny how many strippers have an urge to write down their memoirs – it seems every girl with a decent education and an acceptable grasp of the English language who decides to take her clothes off for money wants to write a book about it. I honestly can’t even count how many budding authors I’ve worked with over the years.

The truth of the matter is that nobody wants to read a book about a well adjusted, normal girl who decides to strip for a living, because that’s just not interesting. Throw in some substance abuse, shady characters, an absent father and a strong moral message about how the adult industry nearly destroyed you but now you’ve come through it to be a better person, and you’ve got yourself a bestseller. Although I am the first to admit my past occasional indulgences in the world of recreational drugs, I was lucky enough to come from a wonderful stable family, have thankfully never been physically or sexually abused, and have managed to avoid associating with people who could land me with a jail sentence. Yup, I have been flashing for cash for years, but truth be told my life is really not very interesting… haha.

As much as I love writing, I think I’ll keep my absent-minded ranting confined to this free blog.

It consistently strikes me as amusing whenever a foreigner tells me they’re coming to Australia, and asks me a question about where to go or where to stay, as if ‘Australia’ is just one small place and everyone who lives there knows everything about everywhere.

Contrary to what appears to be common belief, Australia is actually a very large land mass with many different states, cities and towns. Like any other land mass, we have a variety of different terrains including beaches, forests and deserts. I live in a place called Adelaide which is the capital city of the state of South Australia. Adelaide is about 1,500 kilometers (932 miles) from Sydney, the Australian city most foreigners seem to be familiar with. Although I’ve visited Sydney on a few occasions and spent a little bit of time there, chances are if you ask me where is gonna be good to go out and party on a certain night, I’m going to have absolutely no idea.

I find it funny because you would never hear someone say, “I’m going to the United States, where’s a good restaurant to go to for steaks?” They would always specify the state and probably the city. When someone is coming to Australia, however, it seems their first instinct is to go, “Oh, that Ashlee Adams chick is from Australia, surely she must be able to recommend a good motel in Newcastle to stay in that is comfortable but won’t break the bank.” I think a lot of people assume that Australia is much smaller than it actually is.

So the next time you go to ask me, “What’s Australia like?” keep in mind that it is a ridiculously broad question and I probably can’t answer it.

So NASA ‘bombed’ the moon tonight and I have to say, if it weren’t for the fact that I’m compulsively addicted to Twitter, I’d have had no idea it even happened.

I’m surprised to see the Australian media giving the whole fiasco almost no attention whatsoever. When I first saw people Tweeting about it I checked my trusty Aussie news website and couldn’t see a damn thing about it (Brendan Fevola getting traded to a different football team, on the other hand, THAT’S front page news). It wasn’t until I checked some international news sites that I found out exactly what was going on.

We Australians are a strange mob, and it amuses me greatly that Kraft choosing a really stupid name for their new Vegemite product garnered a more passionate response from the Australian public than NASA crashing a freaking rocket into the moon. You can fuck with our solar system, but do NOT fuck with our condiments.

So, like millions of people I bought into the hype and tuned in to NASA TV to watch the apparent live footage of the collision. I think the best words to describe the footage would be “underwhelming” and “anti-climatic”. I’m not really sure what we were supposed to be excited about, but all I know is that watching a blurry screen for 2 mins followed by a cut to some middle aged guys clapping isn’t really what I was expecting.

They could’ve at least played an Aerosmith song.

I gave my notice of resignation at my current job today.

There were many different reasons that I was unhappy in that position – part of it was that I don’t deal well with angry people, part of it was some internal problems in the company… but I won’t discuss that here.

For those of you who don’t know, I work as a bookings manager for an adult entertainment company. I was originally hired for web design & development work and online marketing etc, but as it got busy last year I ended up just kinda falling into the bookings manager job even though it was never really what I wanted to do. Now my job is primarily trying to organise hen’s nights/bachelorette parties and book male strippers and topless waiters. Some parts of it are really fun, for example I thoroughly enjoy putting together games packs for the parties – gift-wrapping dildos and naughty ‘pass the parcel’ games. But then there’s the other side of it that really sucks, and that’s when my flaky employees decide to take a Saturday night off and not bother to let me know, leaving me to deal with nasty, angry bitches screaming down the phone at me because they paid their booking fee for Diego six weeks ago so why can’t they have Diego?!?!? It’s really, really stressful and something I have to deal with on an almost weekly basis… and sadly, I’m someone who turns into a quivering, stuttering mess when people are mean to me. Yep, I’m a total pussy.

I will continue to be employed by the company, but after I get back from my vacation to Bali I will no longer be doing bookings and I will only be working there 1-2 days a week. I’m excited about this, because it means I will finally have the time to dedicate to really making an effort with webcam work. In fact, I’m in talks with my manager about integrating a live cam into this website so you’ll be able to watch me do cam shows on here! I’m also very interested in starting my own business, and working less will give me a lot more time to put into that too.

There’s so many more avenues I would like to pursue in my life, but unfortunately being a heavily tattooed girl who is also well known in the adult entertainment industry makes my options severely limited. However, rather than dwell on it, I just wanna make the most of what is available to me :)

P.S. I got more of my sleeve coloured in yesterday. Check it out!

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When I asked my lovely readers to tell me what they’d like to see me write about, one person said they were curious to know about how and why I became an athiest.

I had a think about it and even though I am one of the most passionately athiest people you will ever meet, I realised that at no point did I ever actually ‘become’ an athiest or make a conscious decision to be that way, I simply always have been. Religion has just never made sense to me. I am a scientifically orientated young lady, and unless you can show me cold, hard proof that something exists, it’s unlikely I’ll be able to let myself believe in it (extraterrestrial life being the only exception I can think of right now, because given the infinite bounds of the universe, there just HAS to be something else out there… somewhere).

Even as a child I was a skeptical little thing. I discovered the truth about Santa Claus at the ripe old age of 5 when I queried my reception teacher about why Santa didn’t take gifts of food to the starving Ethiopian children I had seen on TV. After viewing her uncomfortable reaction and inability to answer, I returned home that afternoon and demanded that my mother tell me the truth.

So, back to the atheism. Although it’s not exactly one of my finer qualities, I have to admit that I am quite intolerant of religion (Christianity in particular) and will often think less of people and question their intelligence if I discover they have some kind of commitment to a religious belief system. To be honest I’m actually finding it rather difficult to refrain from launching into one of my anti Christianity tirades while I’m writing this, because I do often find myself getting rather heated and over-emotional and end up offending a lot of people whenever I try to talk about this kind of thing.

Perhaps the reason I don’t believe in God is because I don’t need to. I think a lot of religious beliefs stem from a kind of weakness, and a need to feel like there is something more to life, rather than facing the bleak reality that we are simply animals that exist because science enables us to and then we die and we rot and that is the end. A lot of people do rely heavily on the idea of this perfect blissful afterlife in heaven, and it makes it easier for them to cope with the hardships of life and the loss of loved ones. I don’t really feel like I need to believe in anything like that, and am accepting of the fact that my time on this earth is limited and eventually I’m gonna kick the bucket and I will cease to be in every sense of the matter. Personally I would rather embrace this idea and use it to encourage myself to make the most of this life, rather than taking solace in a delusional postmortem existence in a magical wonderland in the skies.

I think I’ll end this here, because my mind is running rife with all kinds of heated anti Christianity statements and I’d rather keep them to myself than post them here and end up turning this blog into an angry flame war. This is a topic I do feel very strongly about and could easily write about it for hours, but it’s also a subject I’ve been told can turn me quite arrogant and aggressive.

For those of you who share my athiest beliefs (or lack of beliefs, I suppose would be more appropriate) I would suggest checking out a book called, “The God Delusion” by Mr Richard Dawkins, if you haven’t already. Another decent look at atheism is Christopher Hitchens’ “God is not Great,” although I do find his writing style a little ostentatious and self gratifying at times.

I hope you enjoyed this insight into my secular little brain :)

I got some new photos back today from a recent shoot with the amazingly talented Brent Liedertiz and Mishka Mink

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Photography – Brent Liedertiz http://b.digitalobliquity.com/

Makeup/Styling – Mishka Mink http://www.mishka.net.au

Pasties thanks to Kiss Me Quick http://www.kissmequick.net.au