I was born and raised in San Diego, California. My parents separated when I was three, but they always remained friends so I don't feel as though I missed out on anything. I just lived with my Mom and hung out with my Dad on weekends, cool for me! At age three I think they both realized that raising me was going to be a very interesting job when I became known as "The neighborhood streaker." They were always chasing me and trying to put clothes on me. Of course they would succeed but not for long! Sure enough, five minutes later those clothes would be in a pile on the floor and I would be outside running like the wind! So, obviously it came as no surprise to them years later when I announced my desire to become a Playboy Playmate. I'm sure they were thinking "Well, at least now you'll get paid for it and we won't have to chase you anymore."

I started modeling at age 15. My first appearance in front of a large group of people was in the "Miss Mission Beach Contest." I was the youngest contestant and with out a doubt the "Crowd Favorite". I didn't win the title of "Miss Mission Beach" but I took home a trophy for "People's Choice." I think I was more proud of that than if I had actually won the title. I saw it as "Well, six judges on the panel chose that girl over there but two thousand people on the beach chose me... hmm... I can live with that!"

Two years later at age 17 I entered the contest again and took home the title. They didn't give me the "People's Choice" title this time, but the whole crowd was chanting my number. The prize for winning "Miss Mission Beach" was an all expense paid trip to Jamaica. I stayed at the Hedonism II resort in Negril and upon leaving, I vowed to someday return! I am still determined to honor that vow and when I do you'd better believe I'll be doing some live web-cam chats from there and I'll post pictures galore all over the site!

The "Miss Mission Beach" title brought a lot of attention my way and I started doing bikini, mini-skirt and hot legs contests all over San Diego. I was averaging about 2 contests a week even through the winter. The day after my 18th birthday I had a photographer shoot some nude photos and submit them to Playboy. I had wanted to be a Playmate for so long I wasn't going to waste any time!

Finally I was a Playboy Playmate. I was even so lucky as to have my birthday month as my centerfold month. Wow, what a rush. Even though I was shooting quite a bit and going out on a lot of promotions I made the choice to keep my 'regular job' working at an outpatient surgery center. It was always important to me not to get caught up in the fantasy world of Hollywood and modeling. I think the combination of Libra and Year of the Dog demands a constant state of balance for me. I can never go too far off in one direction. If I have a regular job I have to supplement it with the fantasy, glitzy modeling jobs and if I'm modeling a lot I have to make sure I do something closer to the ground to keep me centered and balanced. Hence, I was the only published model/Playmate in cosmetology school!

That was a hard one to explain to the other students. "So, if you're a semi-famous model, why do you want to become a hairstylist?" "Aw, Shaddup!"

I had a really bad year in 1996. I was combated with problem after problem. I was doing really well professionally, but my personal life was a complete nightmare. During that time of grief and confusion, I met a traveler. After hearing many stories about traveling around Europe and playing music in the streets etc., I decided to pack up and go too. I referred my hair clients to another stylist, sold most of my belongings, put the rest in storage and became a gypsy.

On the first leg of the journey I drove my little Toyota from San Diego all the way to Ontario, Canada. I'm proud to say I made it there in three days. My record day driving was 1077 miles! I didn't want to stop. I stayed in Ontario for awhile and then went on to England for 2 months. From there I ended up on Tenerife, one of the Canary Islands, where my traveling companion and lived in a car for months. I loved living on the island. I would wake up every morning and have fruit for breakfast and go sit on the beach (topless) and make jewelry to sell to the tourists. It was perfect for me. I was able to be outside in the sun and near the ocean and create art for people. Everyone says to me, "Oh, I could never live in a car." You, know what? They're wrong. Life can be so much easier than we make it out to be. It is amazing how little we really need and how much we fool ourselves into believing we "can't live without". I'm so glad that I have tested my boundaries and brought myself out of my comfort zone for such a long period of time. I have a whole new perspective on the world now. If you ever have the chance, I highly recommend becoming a gypsy for awhile.

So, here I am back in the United States. It took me a year to readjust to mainstream society. I suffered massive culture shock when I got home. I didn't even tell Playboy I was back in the country for a whole year. But I'm back now and ready to take on the world again! I'm glad to be rekindling a relationship with all of you guys!

Enjoy my website and remember, never turn down an adventure!