Taylor Swift for President.

Yesterday, I flew to Los Angeles JUST to see Taylor Swift in concert with my lady, Jacky St. James, and good Lord it was really worth it. I’ve enjoyed Swift’s catchy songs for years now, but Taylor herself said it best last night: the 1989 album and World Tour has been a true reflection of her “rebirth” musically. Through all of her self-exploration, she has obviously grown into such a beautifully talented woman, with strongly powerful and positive messages for both younger kids and adults: messages of love and self-worth, that, no matter who you are, or where you come from, or how old you are, you are better off dancing to the beat of your own drum, completely disregarding the need to “fit in” because that’s just not where true happiness comes from. And she’s 100% correct. I loved that there were so many young girls there, all of them hearing these strong messages about self-love and self-worth so early in life; Taylor is the epitome of a perfect role model.

A lot of what she said about being true to who you are and not getting caught up in the pitfalls of negative social media interactions was very close to home for me, and even made me shed some tears. Tears of happiness. Tears of relief. Tears of acceptance and hope for my own future. I could go on and on about how pleasantly humble and thankful she was last night, but I won’t. I will just suggest that you experience her in person for yourself; even if you’re not particularly a fan, take your girlfriends. Your daughters. Your nieces. Your mothers.

It was truly a live performance I will never forget. That girl can JAM. 

These ridiculously happy smiles say it all.

Fuck a Juliland Blog.

Oh, well, hello there!

It’s been 3 years since I have updated this blog, but I am back. Let me clear things up: that gap is mostly due to the fact that I’ve been shooting and traveling non-stop, not leaving myself enough time to reflect upon all the fun I’ve been having, and also because I regrettably placed my faith in the wrong network to host a “cooler”, “more artsy-fartsy” type of blog.  As you may well know (or maybe you don’t), I had an extremely successful blog via the Juliland Network up until recently. Dick Avery has decided porn is behind him… or given his tone, even beneath him. I cannot tell you how many times he told me that most pornstars are narcissistic and dumb (I’m paraphrasing here), but then turns around and relies on us for his income and image. I also can’t tell you how many times I sat through, now extremely ironic, lectures about being serious about the Juliland content. This whole blog kerfuffle is just one of many instances where companies or individuals in the adult industry can act so unprofessionally. But hey, that’s the business of porn for you! I have found people in this industry decide to act professionally or unprofessionally whenever it is convenient for them, i.e., “Porn is my career” versus, “Oh whatever, its just porn.” Regardless of anyone else, I am still here wanting to share my life with you. You can watch my scenes nearly anywhere, but here is where you can see what my life is like behind the scenes.

What is important to me is to have an outlet other than basic social media to connect with you. Twitter is a fun way to lightly connect with people, maybe send a funny meme or two, and Instagram is just full of weirdos, period. The blog realm is different from all that; it’s more personal. I really enjoy the input from those of you who take the time to come here and speak your mind respectfully. I read your comments. I welcome your suggestions. (That’s not to be mistaken with taking requests for pictures of my butt. Those will happen regardless.)

So stay tuned as I get this blog back to its full potential. I love you all.

Summer < Hula Hoops < Boobies

It’s officially summer! There’s nothing like a good camping trip/music festival in the sun to start it off right. I spent Memorial Day weekend just east of LA at one of my favorite festivals, Lightning in a Bottle. It’s very Burning Man-esque, but much smaller; lots of live painting, electronic music, dancing, HOOPING, and yoga. Basically, it’s heaven… a dirty little heaven where you can take your boobies out and dance around.


Set up the tent, slapped on some pasties and I was ready ;)

Super funky daytime grooves.

Getting down with the get down!


Such a vitamin-D whore!


As much as I love festival life, I certainly don’t want it to last forever. I’m indulging in civilized things now, like showers, sushi, and sleep. Mmm, sleep…


REMY Covers!

I’m super proud of this movie. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I started shooting porn, but if something this awesome could happen this fast… damn. Just damn. I am getting the one thing I want from the Beast that is the porn industry, and that is to fully embrace my sexuality. Also, big, big thank yous to my friends who helped me make this: Mason, Roy, Frederic Vanderbilt, Miss Lexi, Miss Jada, Manuel, Erik, Ramon, and Lex… There will always be a special place in my heart for you all.

Brown Chicken Brown Cow.

Was feeling nostalgic and homesick, so I started going through old pictures tonight. Here’s one from last summer of me hula hooping.

Okay back to business: today, I made Jada orgasm all over my fingers and face! Miss Jada Stevens was the only talent I personally chose for this movie. (I just got really lucky with the rest.) We had a threesome today and I think everyone there agreed it was EPIC. I have never been attracted to a girl like I’m attracted to Jada Stevens. I fucking love her — she’s beautiful, she has great brains, THE best set of ass cheeks, and silky smooth tan skin… Aaaaaaoooooogaaah! *wolf howl*

Driving Miss Jada

On-set nakedness

@MzJadaStevens pretty little face, right where it belongs

Besides her being awesome, our hats were totally radical. I don’t want to give too much away, but the tease for this scene is really hot shit. Especially if you like butts. You DO like butts don’t you? That’s what I thought.

How dope is this?!

A Princess Booty crown yo

What a day… Also came across some photos from recent sexcapades that I would like you to see. Please, if you will.

“Gasp, Gape and Gag” buttsex fun

Getting fucked like a whiny little bitch for Kink’s Sex and Submission

I’m so innoceHAHAHAHAHA, I can’t even finish that sentence

Post-sex chocolate milk and donut time. Today gets a ‘gold star’.


Naked Hoola Booty.

Naked Hoola Booty.

I’m so excited for this movie. It’s about taking little sex-loving me and turning me into a performer, the Elegant way. Mason, Roy and I have been having a blast on every set, going above and beyond the “standards” of porn, so I hope it’s just as fun to watch.

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D’ya Like Dags?

There’s a good reason I haven’t written in a while. I’ve been kidnapped and raped repeatedly, and there was no internet. No, I’m just kidding. (God that’s an awful joke. *knocks on wood*) Do you know where that saying came from, “knock on wood”? Forest people would knock on trees to wake up the fairies that could ward off demons, or so I’m told. For all I know, the guy that told me the story could’ve been lying, but I’ll go with it because it’s kinda cute.

I haven’t written/posted a video yet because I didn’t want to be a total downer. I’ve been dealing with some bullshit roommate problems, still adjusting to LA life, and fiercely trying to maintain a somewhat normal routine. Being away from home for about two months now has put some stress on things… Things like my roommate turning into a jealous cunt. And like me, living out of a hotel and doing my laundry on set. Enough is enough. I’m fucking 23 years old, and I can’t stand to live out of sorts like a child. So I went out and bought myself my first car, and then proceeded to find a room in a gorgeous house for me and my animals! Ha, World — I got you again. See, happy ending.

…And yes that does mean I am moving to LA. I won’t lie and say Los Angeles isn’t growing on me, especially now that I have a car for beach and hiking trips. But it just doesn’t feel like home to me. San Francisco will always be my home no matter where I am. Which is hopefully in San Francisco.

Blah, blah, life story, blah… JAMES DEEN IN MY MOUTH! BAM!

This is how to shut me up when I talk too much.

That’s been my life for the last two months. Completely void of my usual healthy eating habits, exercise, and decent sleep, yet so full of sex and cum on my face. I’m not writing to you now from my personal computer so I’ll have to post some more pictures later. Or you can just look at my Twitter. See how I said “look” at it? I hate it when annoying people beg for followers. And share horoscopes. And toot their own horns. And RT #FFs incessantly. STOP NOW.



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