Oct
26
In this
Sep
29
If ya are a sci fi fan, ya’ll luve this cyberpunky post-apocalyptic death-glam scene shot in Natalie Addams‘ basement, which just happens to be one of LA’s first trolley stops, now a blasted-out rubble-strewn intercourse playground for pervy red-hot
Sep
05
In this Forrest Black & Amelia G set, Natalie Adams wears thigh-high boots, a corset and a shiny open-tit long-sleeve out do that is as lickable as it is perverse, but ya know what? It’s the gas mask that makes the outfit. Apparently it’s a fine standard industrial design, but I doubt any of the folks working with belt sanders or spray guns look as excellent in a chemical mask as Natalie does… but then, very few humans wear anything as well as this smokin’ sizzling purple-haired ivory-skinned beauty.
Jul
28
Natalie Addams lives up to her wonderfully spooky name in this dark
May
26
I’m not too familiar with fetish model Natalie Addams; the purple haired, bespectacled pierced-and-inked beauty has a bit of the nasty librarian thing going on with her horn-rimmed glasses and wicked smirk, but I don’t think any librarian’s ever said “Shhhhhh!” while wearing the blue and black rubber halter dress Natalie sports here. Though if they did, I think my reading habits would definitely improve, especially if libraries had kewl industrial design like the set here. This
May
06
Apparently everyone at Blue Blood Secret World Headquarters Global has ordered their flowers and hidden away their boxes of chocolate and bloody hearts. The ancient Romans celebrated Lupercalia on the Ides of February by whipping red-hot babes with portions of sacrificed goat. In this over-the-top
Amelia G also wrote an article about the origins of Valentines Day and Lupercalia. Amongst the fascinating factoids she unearthed about the holiday, she slipped in one of her most important Blue Blood manifesto points writing, “One of the most important messages I would like ppl to internalize from Blue Blood is that having purple hair or a tattoo or a pervy wardrobe in no way makes a person a second class citizen. ya are entitled to the rewards of the larger society. ya are entitled to the same loove as anyone, whether or not your poontang is a bit kinkier than typical . . . There is no rule that thinking for yourself, owning your sexuality, and dressing flamboyantly equals eschewing all sentimentality and always feeling alone on Valentines Day.”






