HAND HELD WITH STEVIE HART - 1/19/08


Last time I wrote (which was almost a month ago, my apologies but really we should all be mad at Bangs as he forgot I even sent him the last one) I mentioned going home to the East Coast to see my Mom and family for the holidays. I have to say, I’m one lucky little slut. This was the first time I’d seen them since I moved out to California and obviously the first time I’d seen them since I told them all about my career choice. I’ve honestly never had such a good time visiting home. My family is incredibly accepting and loving, they were all able to make jokes about it and be upfront with me which I appreciate. I’m lucky.

After being at my mothers for Christmas and the few days that followed I went to Brooklyn to stay with friends to celebrate the New Year! I was happy to hear we weren’t going to a club or some big to-do, but instead a low key house party which is so much more my style. I got to ring in 2009 with some of my favorite people in New York and this time my trip was a lot more relaxing than at the beginning of December.

I flew back to California on the Tuesday following new year's and left for Vegas that Wednesday morning. George, my agent Mark’s assistant (I guess that’s what you’d call him) and I drove out to Vegas together. George is good people, super chill and easy to kick it with so I was happy to find out he and I would be sharing a room in Las Vegas with a Spiegler Girl I’d never met: Aiden Starr. Mark had told me a little about Aiden, how her tits are SO perfect everyone thinks they are fake. He’d shown me pictures and told me how people often put flash-lights to them to look for silicone. What he didn’t tell me is that she’s an incredibly dope person too. (Don’t get me wrong, she does have beautiful boobs, but that’s not really my thing). She’s got a great head on her shoulders so it was fun talking to and hanging out with her.

All of the Spiegler Girls, actually, are pretty easy to get along with. I’m not usually big into girls as friends, either; it’s huge for me to have had so little issues with such a large group of them. I have to say, we’re all well spoken, intelligent and no two of us are the same. We’ve all got a bit of attitude and a lot of energy and I’m proud and excited to be a part of such a dope crew. It was refreshing that I wasn’t surrounded by ditsy airhead girls and to have a lot of good conversation.

I got to meet a ton of people I’d like to work with while in Vegas, which is the point right? I’d like to think I made a good impression on everyone. I’m not sure I was really dressed for the part, thought I’m starting to think I should stop doubting myself in that department. (Side note: I am totally fascinated by the girls running around in those huge clear heels for the whole weekend. That’s skill.)

Vegas also gave me the opportunity to meet a few people who I’d interacted with online but never face to face. The guys from Adult DVD Talk hung out with Spiegler and crew a fair amount over the weekend and I enjoyed talking to them about all kinds of things. Surprisingly, porn didn’t come up often. I also got to spend some time with the fabulous Josie Jacobs! Her and I got to kick it a few times and have kept in touch via the internet a lot since. Lux from Fleshbot stopped me on the convention floor and did a quick little video interview. I was a bit taken back that someone recognized me so that made my day, that day.

My girl Angie had been telling me I need to meet Lisa from Club Magazine so I made it a point to fit that in while in Vegas, too. She made my day on Saturday by informing me that I’m going to be in the July issue of Club! (Which will be available April 28th and will include a DVD of bonus scenes from all of the Souled Out DVD’s). She’d said that Daniel from Vouyer had been in contact regarding my first scene ever (the one with Mr. Marcus that I can not wait to see! February 3rd!!!!) and they decided to put me in with a little write up about being so new to the industry.

Then there were the AVN Awards Saturday night, I wore heels on the red carpet! Then took them off and ran around barefoot for the rest of the evening and went immediately back to my room after to put sneakers on. I was excited to dress up, as I don’t do it often and think I do it kind of well. From now on though, fancy award show or not, no more heels unless I’m on set and don’t have an incredible amount of walking to do. Whoever designed them hates women. They look best in the air.

George, his girl, Evie and I drove back to LA on Sunday after dealing with some of the worst service ever from the Venetian’s valet people (I mean really, we paid SO much for that room and were treated so poorly. Sat on hold for room service for almost 45 minutes for them to tell me a grilled cheese was 25$? I told the woman on the other end, “um, its just bread and cheese ma’am… where did you get 25$?” She gave me attitude about some shit and I stopped listening and said forget it. They wanted us to wait an hour to come get our bags when we were checking out. The room had some weird stuff going on, too. What gives?). We stopped at some crazy beef jerky place that had energy drinks in cans that looked like Duff beer from the Simpsons! And all kinds of cool Mario stuff. Evie and I had a blast with that.

I got back to Mark’s where my car was parked and went to sleep instantly upon laying in bed. Monday I did a bunch of nothing important, mostly just getting back to normal LA stuff because I’d been out of town for almost 3 weeks at that point. Tuesday I woke up unable to swallow (which is HORRIBLE for sooo many reasons! Insert inappropriate jokes here =) ) and it turns out I had strep throat! (THANKS BUCKTON! No more sharing drinks and smokes with you!) Vegas was the ultimate burning the candle at both ends! Running around meeting people day and night, networking 24-7. But it might have been a blessing in disguise, as I’m a week without smoking now and I’ve gotten a ton of rest.

I know most people want to see me naked and not read this shit. It wouldn’t be so long if Bangs would do his job and have me update more frequently. Or if I wasn’t so long winded. My life is kind of interesting though, isn’t it? =)


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Comments

hey lady

i miss you!

<3 Josie Jacobs

Girl, don't be afraid of

Girl, don't be afraid of dresses, you look fly as shit.

I think perhaps she prefers less dressy

She seems like a street kid, wants to have her own unique voice with her style and not just play up to the standard, pretty girl in a dress look. Do your thing, girl!

=)

Oh, don't get it twisted, I liked getting dressed up! I loved that dress from the moment I saw it and I loved wearing it! I agree it looked great. I'm not SCARED of dressed, just more comfortable in street wear stuff. That's just me...

I thought about how a lot of people probably didn't want to hear me rant about my life and just see me fuck. But then I realized, those people are reading... or just looking at... the wrong sites. There will be opportunities to see me fuck in the near future so if reading my column on here isn't for you I hope you still go check me out in action. If not, fuck you =)
And for those of you who do like to read it, thanks. Glad some people are down to see what I get into, I happen to love my life so I enjoy ranting about it.

XOX

Hmm

Without seeing those big full boobs how can we be sure this is really Stevie Hart? It could be a ploy.

Please tell me that one of

Please tell me that one of you is getting regular skullwork from this boor in lieu of letting her ramble on and on about nothing in particular. This whole idea that hot young girls are also funny and interesting and smart is just not true. At best some of them are just less irritating than others, viz. Sasha Grey, Deena Daniels, Nicole Ray, Ashlynn Brooke.

Anonymous!

Such a negative nancy attitude! Some people love the daily workings of adult film stars!

- Not Fade Away

This girl not an adult film

This girl not an adult film star. I don't know what she is. I'm assuming she's letting one of you guys pipefit her, which is cool, and I hope she's good, because if I had to listen to her drone on and on day after day I would go River Deep, Mountain High on her little ass. But I'm sure it's a nice ass. I don't get any ass. Maybe that's because my breath smells like shit. Literally. People hang around me for more than five minutes and they ask me if I farted and I say no. I ask them if they want to know a secret about me and they usually say yes and that's when I lean in real close and tell them that when I was a little boy my sister made me popcorn her pussy while we watched The Tin Drum. I say this and my breath sails beneath their nose and that's when they feel like they're going to vomit but I don't mind because I just want them to understand that I'm not farting. I think that's bad manners.

What he said

Yeah if you aren't interested in Stevie or the other girls beyond watching them fuck on video, then maybe PopPorn isn't for you.

You must be the sober one in

You must be the sober one in the group. Your voice sounds bespectacled. Maybe you used to manage a Dominos or a Starbucks. Viva Celina Cross! Viva Courtney James! Viva McKenzie Miles! Long live the revolucion! Que muchas aguas no porque la frijoles!

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