There were three things I was determined to do when I moved to LA in 2006: be in a movie, learn how to surf and meet Pamela Anderson. In the first six months I was an extra in
a porn an independent film shot in some guys backyard in the valley that never got released. Or maybe it did and nobody told me? I took enough surfing lessons to be able to stand on the board, prompting me to buy a surfboard that nearly blew off the roof of my car driving up the 405 and then sat in the corner of my bedroom for the next three years, never touching the water while I owned it. And I met the silicone vegan goddess who conquered Tommy Lee's anaconda dick and got the Hep C to prove it.
In New York this week to promote her new book of naked photos in flattering light with the right amount of airbrushing, the gorgeous living legend toned down her signature whore look, opting for a naughty school teacher/MILF look that really suits her. If she only knew how much I learned from her home videos!
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