February 2010 Archives
Feb26

Golf Course Nudity

Posted at 10:35 PM • 8 Comments

Tonight while I was driving home from my pole dancing class, I flicked the radio station over to Nova briefly (my usual station, Mix, was playing a crappy song) and heard the announcers in the middle of doing a segment where they were having people to call in to talk about times they’d been seen naked when they shouldn’t have. This got me thinking about times this has happened to me, and one incident in particular sprung to mind.

As some of you might know, I occasionally work as a ‘flasher’ at corporate golf days. These are large events where a company will hire out a golf course for the day and get some girls to come along to ride around on a golf buggy, providing the players with beers and boobs. A few years ago, a friend and I were hired to work at the ultra snobby, very exclusive Belair golf course for one of these days.

After about an hour or so of riding around on our buggy in mini skirts and bikini tops, squealing and flashing our boobs at the golfers, we both started to say to each other, “God, some of these guys are not too keen on the whole topless chick thing at all, are they!” In fact, some of them were looking rather disgusted by our antics. Shortly after, we came across a putting green with about four men standing around it so we stopped our buggy, jumped off and started running around topless, bouncing our boobs around while swinging our bikini tops around our heads. The only way to describe the looks we received in response was, “What the fuck are you girls doing?”

Then suddenly, it all clicked… as we turned around to see three elderly women standing at a nearby tee off looking absolutely fucking horrified.

As it turned out, the guys who had organised the golf day had not only failed to get permission from the course to have topless girls there, they had also failed to tell us the course was actually open to the public and we had spent the last hour flashing our naked breasts to the wealthy, snobby members of the Belair Golf Club.

Needless to say, a lot of people got into a lot of trouble over that little incident. Thankfully my friend and I managed to get out of there before we got into any trouble ourselves, but I’m pretty certain I’m banned from the Belair golf course for life!

Feb21

Gender Wars

Posted at 10:30 PM • 6 Comments

Note – This is actually a blog I wrote last year for the Australian Penthouse website, but since I’m blogging on my own site now I thought I’d repost it here.

Gender Wars

Okay… not wars, exactly. Just interesting differences.

The idea for this blog was sparked by a rather entertaining conversation I had with my workmate Lauren last week. For those of you who don’t follow my online exploits and don’t know what I do to occupy my days, I work in the office for an adult entertainment agency. It is my job to manage the male stripper half of the business, whilst Lauren manages the girls. The other day we were looking over both booking folders and saying how it’s funny how so many women book literally 6-8 months in advance, yet guys tend to leave it to the last minute. However, nine times out of ten guys will spend at least double what the girls will – it is extremely rare that girls at a hen’s night will ever book more than one male stripper, but it’s common for guys organising a buck’s night to get three topless waitresses and multiple strip shows ranging from mild to very, very wild. Lauren questioned why this is, and I think the answer is quite simple….

Girls don’t like looking at guys as much as guys like looking at girls.

Sure, I can look at a guy and appreciate him for having a pleasing physical appearance, but does it turn me on? Not exactly. I’ve had this conversation with many girlfriends over the years, and not one of us has ever said they’d even consider masturbating to pictures of naked men. Penises just don’t do it for us. Don’t get me wrong, I love dick, but for me it’s got a lot more to do with who it’s attached to than the actual organ itself. If someone tried to start a magazine for women containing pictures of naked men, I think the only people who would buy it would be gay guys. While it’s entirely commonplace for guys to jerk off while looking at a picture of some faceless, anonymous vagina, I can honestly admit that I have never once in my life felt even slightly aroused after looking at a picture of a penis.

Continuing our conversation, I made note of the differences in the types of shows we offer. A popular show on our list for the female strippers is the “Masturbation Show” where the girl strips naked and touches herself til she fakes (?) an orgasm, because let’s be honest, guys like watching chicks get off. But let’s reverse that, and consider a male masturbation show. If we were to add this to our list of services, I would be prepared to bet a very large sum of money that it would NEVER get booked because I don’t know a single girl who wants to sit in a group with her girlfriends and cheer while watching a tanned, muscular stranger rub one out. On a similar note, the female dildo shows are extremely popular, but if we offered a comparable male service we’d have a guy standing there fucking a Fleshlight, and, yeah, well… you get the point.

I find it interesting how men and women can be such different creatures. As humans it is natural for us to be sexual beings, yet the way we feel and express it can be absolutely nothing alike. It’s a crazy world we live in.

Love, Ashlee Adams

xox

Feb20

BioShock 2

Posted at 12:16 PM • 7 Comments

Ashlee Adams

A lot of people ask me to blog more often about gaming… so here we go.

I started playing BioShock 2 earlier this week and so far it’s pretty decent. Having never played the original BioShock, and knowing nothing about the series, I went into this game with no expectations or assumptions beyond what I had seen in the short television ad.

This is the first game I’ve played since Borderlands, and even though I know a lot of people didn’t think Borderlands was great, I loved it. I mean I really, really, really loved it, and I think I’m now holding all games up to that standard. Although I’m kind of enjoying BioShock 2, it’s not really drawing me in and making me want to spend every waking moment in front of my Xbox like Borderlands did.

I think my main criticisms of the game do unfortunately lie within my lack of close combat skills when it comes to gaming. I find the Rivet Gun difficult to aim with and end up firing half my shots into walls, and the drill means getting close enough to the Splicers that they pretty much kick my ass. It frustrates me that the character is so slow and clunky, and that when I stun someone with my lightning power thing, by the time I slowly trudge up to them the stun effect has worn off. I prefer playing with agile characters, I like to play strategically and have always preferred sniping my enemies from a distance rather than getting into close combat. I also think the Splicers hit too hard, as only about 3 attacks from them is sending me back to the Vita Chamber.

Still, the game has its charms. I’m a little confused about the storyline and I think perhaps I need to read up on what happened in the first installment to really understand exactly what the deal is. The atmosphere of the game is incredible, and I love the bizarre mix of 1950’s nostalgia in a futuristic setting.

At this stage I would say that I’d probably give the game about 2.5/5. It’s a shame, because I think I’d be enjoying it a lot more if I wasn’t so fucking terrible at it. Maybe it’s time to restart the game on ‘Easy’…

Feb18

Blondie Bear

Posted at 10:38 PM • 16 Comments

If you’ve been keeping an eye on my other online haunts, you’ll know I’m in the process of going blonde. It’s really exciting. A lot of people find it hard to believe, but I’m actually a natural blonde and the dark hair is something I’ve been faking for around six or seven years. I was so fed up with having to put a fresh colour in my hair every three weeks because my re-growth was SO light against the black that it would look like I was either bald or going grey! I had my second round of bleaching done today and I am thrilled with the result. I still want to go much lighter, but I am so happy with it so far. I feel so much prettier!

Ashlee Adams

Ashlee Adams

I’ve had a mixed reaction to my new hair, but so far most of it has been positive. I’ve actually had a lot of people questioning my decision to become a blonde and get breast implants, wondering why I would change so drastically when people became a fan of me for not being that way. Here’s the simple answer… I don’t live my life for my fans. I guess that sounds harsh, and believe me I truly do appreciate every single person who follows my adventures on the internet, but I am not going to not do what I want to do just because some of my fans don’t want me to. I’m aware that I’m probably going to lose some fans over my decision, but I know the people who truly enjoy my work won’t care if my hair is different or if I enhance my bust, because I’m still me!

Here, have a random booty shot.

Ashlee Adams

I have booked my breast implant surgery for May 4th… and since that just happens to be Star Wars Day, I thought it only appropriate that I name my new boobies my R2DD2’s. I’ve decided to go with 350CC round cohesive silicone gel implants, over the muscle, which should take me to a nice DD. I am so super excited. And totally nervous. Haha I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t already freaking the fuck out about the surgery!

I don’t really have anything interesting to say, so here’s a couple of pole dancing pics. I am getting so close to doing a split against the pole!

Ashlee Adams

Ashlee Adams

Ashlee Adams x

Feb16

Diet Pills

Posted at 6:33 PM • 9 Comments

Being a species as obsessed with our physical appearance as we are, it’s inevitable that there’s going to be a lot of people out there looking for a quick fix, a magical pill that will give them the body they want without having to lift a finger. Diet pills are something that a lot of girls ask me about, and being someone who has abused pretty much every fad diet and pill under the sun, here’s what I have to say about them.

First things first. If you take diet pills, you’re stupid. If you take diet pills and you don’t work out, you’re really stupid. I know at first that sounds entirely hypocritical of me, but I am the first person to admit that I was stupid for taking diet pills and I wish I’d never touched them. Whenever a girl who never works out asks me for advice on which diet pills work out, I want to smash my face into a wall.

I don’t think anyone in this world can say they’re 100% completely well-adjusted. We all have our issues, and mine have always fallen within the realms of poor body image. Many years ago I was diagnosed with Body Dysmorphic Disorder, a condition in which the sufferer has a warped perception of their physical image and sees flaws that are insignificant or invisible in reality. Although these days I have it under control and my BDD ‘attacks’ are few and far between, I used to be pretty bad. It peaked about four years ago, and funnily enough it coincided with me signing up for a gym for the very first time. I don’t know if working out and focusing on my body triggered something inside me, but within months I was so completely obsessed with diet and exercise and was so convinced I was hideous and overweight that I struggled to even leave the house because I thought people would stare at me and laugh and say to their friends, “Look at that fat, ugly girl!” I was training at the gym for hours every day, counting ever calorie that went into my body, and I was in a desperate, unhealthy headspace.

And then along came Clenbuterol. This is one drug that people ask me about frequently. Clen is a catabolic steroid used for treating asthma in racehorses, and when taken by humans it will increase your heart rate and raise your core body temperature causing you to burn calories even when sitting still. It also makes you nauseated, shaky, sweaty and anxious, and you’ll pretty much feel like shit the whole time you’re on it. Aside from that, excessive usage can damage your central nervous system and harden the walls of your heart. But I took it anyway, and got some crazy weight loss results very rapidly. After about two weeks, being the crazed, unstable psychopath I was at the time, I decided that upping my dosage would surely mean even faster results… which resulted in a near overdose, causing me to start blacking out while driving home from the gym along a busy road. I nearly called an ambulance on myself and I thought my heart was going to explode. It was probably the scariest thing I have ever experienced.

I honestly can’t even put it into words how much I regret ever taking Clenbuterol. My near overdose triggered a long string of panic attacks and hypochondria that seriously impacted my life for about a year or so following that day. It was the worst year of my life, and I was probably a really shit person to be around for that entire time because anxiety ruled my life. Thankfully with the help of an amazing psychiatrist and a lot of determination, I recovered from it and now I am free from any anxiety nonsense, but it really messed me up for a while there.

Did I learn my lesson? Nope. As soon as I found out I was shooting for the cover of Penthouse, I got my grubby little hands on some Duromine (aka Phentermine), a prescription only, amphetamine-based appetite suppressant. This is the drug I get asked about the most. I can’t even count how many girls I know who put this shit in their bodies who don’t do any physical activity whatsoever, and it’s just so fucking stupid. All Duromine is gonna do is make you starve yourself, make you feel like you’re coming down from speed, make you not be able to sleep properly, and you’ll constantly feel super dehydrated.

I took Duromine for 12 days straight and had a near psychotic episode. I’m talking hallucinations and everything. By day 12 I was so exhausted and scattered and hungry I could do nothing but pace around my house, sipping water every 30 seconds and weighing myself a hundred times a day. I’d look in the mirror and see the reflection of an obese person, then cry hysterically on the couch. If you take Duromine for an extended period of time, it’ll turn you into a crazy fucking bitch. If you stop taking Duromine, and I guarantee this, you will gain back every pound you lost while taking it. Duromine is the stupidest diet pill ever, and if you take it and think it’ll make you lose weight without putting in any effort, you’re a fucking idiot.

So there you have it. You want to lose weight? Get off your ass and go to the gym. Put down the cheeseburger and make yourself a grilled chicken salad. I still struggle with my weight, and I’m much bigger than I want to be but I will never go back to putting that shit into my body. Unless you’re one of those genetically blessed tiny people, weight loss is hard and takes time and effort and patience. If you want a boost on top of your diet and exercise regime, try some legal, over the counter supplements, and use them in moderation.

I know that so many girls think drugs like this are an easy quick fix, and if you were one of them I really hope you will listen to me when I say how stupid they are. I’d give anything to take back the Clenbuterol incident and the year of bullshit it caused. Don’t make the same mistakes I did, because diet pills are dangerous, unhealthy, and can totally fuck you up. 

And on that note, I’m heading to the gym. Later alligators :)

Feb8

Gym Ramblings

Posted at 1:31 PM • 11 Comments

Trying to get back into the swing of things at the gym this week. I fell off the wagon a bit during the week of Australia Day, and thanks to a horrendous amount of alcohol and bad food it was hard for me to drag myself back because I felt so gross and sluggish. I trained with my personal trainer this morning, and did one of the best upper body workouts I think I have ever done. He’s started me on the bench press recently, I’m only benching 27.5kg (60.5 lbs) at this stage but I am moving up pretty quickly. Haha this totally makes me sound like I’m trying to become a body builder or something. I’m not, I just need to significantly increase my strength to become a better pole dancer. Today he also took all of my measurements, so from here on in we can track and graph my results.

If you saw my most recent blog before this one, you would’ve seen the pics I posted from my new GodsGirls set that just went live. Those pics were taken back in June last year, and looking through the entire set it was almost shocking for me to really be able to see how much my figure has changed since then. I was terribly out of shape mid last year, thanks to a six month stretch of laziness and enjoying food a little too much, but it’s one of those things you don’t really notice until you look back on old pics and think, “Wow, how could I have ever let my body get to that place?!” Although I have only lost about 5kg (11 lbs) on the scales, the difference in my overall body tone and muscular definition is amazing. I am still about 5-7kg away from my target weight so there’s still a long road ahead of me, but it feels really good to actually be able to see some clear results.

I’m starting to look into taking some supplements too, but I’m not 100% sure what to take so I probably need to talk to my trainer and my pole dance instructor about it before buying anything. I’ve been looking at taking a fat burner, but something not too hardcore because I’ve been known to suffer from a bit of anxiety when taking strong stimulants in the past. Back when I used to be a little bit less mentally stable and had some pretty severe body image problems, I abused all kinds of crazy diet drugs like Clenbuterol, Sibutramine and Phentermine (anyone who knows about diet drugs will know how dangerous all three of these can be) and I don’t want to take anything like that again. I had some bad experiences with that stuff, Clenbuterol in particular, so I want to make sure if I do decide to take something, it isn’t going to cause any negative reactions. Maybe one day I’ll write about all that stuff.

Well, this was probably totally boring to about 99% of people but whatever, I don’t really have a lot of friends who have a keen interest in body sculpting and nutrition, so at least I can babble out all my thoughts on here haha.

Traffic to my website has dropped significantly this week, thanks to stupid MySpace blocking my website from being linked to because it contains nudity haha. It’s kinda annoying because about 90% of my traffic was coming from pervs on MySpace who wanted to lurk my nudes, but eh, what can ya do?

Feb6

Mirrored

Posted at 10:44 AM • 19 Comments

Hello my pretties :) I just had another set from my shoot in LA with Matthew Cooke go live on Gods Girls, and I thought I’d post a couple of free previews. This was the final set we shot after a LONG day of shooting, but I think the fact that I look exhausted and sweaty and trashy kinda adds to the appeal of these pics. I really like them :D

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Feb3

Post Modern Ink

Posted at 5:27 PM • 13 Comments

The lovely people at Post Modern Ink just released their Autumn 2010 cover, featuring yours truly! It hits the shelves on February 5 and I guarantee the pics inside are like nothing you’ve ever seen of me, so make sure you pick yourself up a copy! I’m so excited, I can’t wait to see myself on a cover on the shelves again :D

Ashlee Adams Post Modern Ink Magazine

Ashlee Adams xox

Feb2

You’re a wanker!

Posted at 1:16 PM • 68 Comments

So today I was at my local Coles supermarket, buying some ingredients for tonight’s dinner and minding my own business when I was approached by a normal looking, middle aged man who said to me, “Excuse me, can I ask you something?” I always try to be polite to strangers who talk to me, so I replied, “Sure.” Here is the conversation that followed.

Him: Are those real? *points at the tattoos on my arm*

Me: Yes, they are.

Him: *shakes head* I feel sorry for you.

Me: Um…. why?

Him: Because you just look awful.

At this point I think my jaw pretty much hit the floor and I started to laugh.

Me: That is a really horrible thing to say!!!

Him: Why? I feel sorry for you, you look so awful.

Me: That is really, really horrible! What makes you think it’s okay to walk up to a stranger and make a negative comment about their appearance?! I wouldn’t walk up to you and say something like, “Wow, that is a really ugly shirt.”

Him: Well I can take this shirt off

Me: Okay fine. Your FACE is awful.

By this point I was laughing uncontrollably, and he was looking quite angry.

Him: You just… *shakes head again*… it’s awful. You’re stupid. I feel sorry for you.

Me: Well I feel sorry for you.

Him: Why?

Me: Because you’re a WANKER!!!!!

WHAT THE FUCK!! Hahahaha I walked away after that, but I seriously couldn’t stop laughing. What a fucking dickbag!!! I was so shocked that he actually just walked up to me in a shop and told me I look awful.

Some people seriously lack social skills.

Feb1

Full Moons

Posted at 10:02 PM • 23 Comments

It’s funny how whenever I take the time to write a blog I rarely get more than 10 comments, but when I post up a couple of nudes I get bombarded with them, heheheh. My site views this week have been astronomical!

I had an okay weekend. Work on Saturday night was pretty good, despite it being a full moon. You know, I am probably the least superstitious, most skeptical person you will ever meet, and until I started stripping I never believed in full moons having an effect on people but I absolutely believe in it now. Over the years, I have seen some seriously crazy shit go down while the full moon has been lighting up the sky. A lot of men really do turn almost animalistic in their behaviour, and the weirdos seem to come out of their hiding to troll through the strip clubs of the city. Nevertheless, my most recent endeavour to entertain the masses with my naked physique under the light of the full moon went much better than I’d expected it to!

I’ve got a pretty hectic week ahead of me! Between boob job consultations, a trip to the doctors to get my moles checked (something I am freaking the fuck out about because I’m always stressing about the possibility of skin cancer), and a salon appointment to begin my adventure towards platinum blonde hair, I’ve got a LOT on my mind this week!

I’ll leave you with a cute pic my boyfriend snapped of me before we went out to meet my mum & dad for dinner for their wedding anniversary. The adorable skirt I’m wearing was made by my favourite fabulous local designer, so ladies you should check out MoxieMinx.Com and buy yourself some gorgeous vintage style clothes.

Ashlee Adams

Ashlee Adams xo