So Cherri came to NYC and we went to Toys R’ Us and rode the Ferris wheel. I got in trouble for riding a pink horse.

I wanted to take her to my FAVORITE diner - Cheyenne and found out it’s closed. Kind of sad, it was a classic diner and had been used by numerous photographers and film makers as a set. So we went to Skylight which is an eh diner…the eggplant was good though.

After that I needed to go to B&H - oh wait did I mention I accidentally got Cherri high by giving her a klonapin for her headache? Anyone who’s ever been to B&H knows that place is extremely disconcerting and confusing for people who are anything but sober. We actually got told twice that we were scaring Hasidic men.

We nailed a cab back to my place where we drank up a storm and Cherri passed out early. When we woke up we ate some food together and I shot three sets of her for her up and coming pay site. I’ll be posting previews here.

Pictures of our Toys R’ Us  adventure after the jump!

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My pornicorn star girl friend Cherri is coming to NY this week and we’re gonnnna go crazy and have fun because life has been kind of yucky for both of as of late.

We’re gonna play tourists and go on the Ferris wheel in Toys R’ Us. What other touristy things should we do? Take in a peep show together?

I”m gonna take a million naked pictures of her too. Look how preeeeettty she is:

PS You see her videos @ BrandonLongwood.com, LazerBunny and her blog here.

 I picked up a new rabbit today[and I feel weird posting without anything sexual hahahaa]:

It’s a rabbit from Baby Sinead on Vimeo.
I spent today with my family doing touristy fun things in Manhattan - central park to play with boats and see the statues, tea at an Alice in Wonderland tea house, shopping at Macys and finally dinner at a freshly opened Irish restaurant[that had run out of potatoes!!!].

Lots of random pics of NYC…

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SINEAD, SEX BLOGGER
Age: 20
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
City: New York, NY
Professional Life: professional pervert: alt model; former stripper; blogger, babysinead.com

When have you felt the need to implement a separation between your personal and professional roles, in terms of sex?  If possible, please name specific instances. I try my best at all times to keep both separate. I did have a young man once where it went from professional to personal after awhile. He visited me in the strip club frequently, I barely danced - we spent most our time discussing Pitchfork music reviews and Stanley Kubrik movies.

How has your job affected your partners’ attitudes towards sex? None of my partners think this, but random guys think that I just put out like BAM and I don’t. I am selective. I think the work tends to open my partners’ eyes to different things we can do, and encourages them to be more exciting and surprising in bed.

Read the article here.

I walked from Wall St to Delancey it felt great.

I’m excited for my adventures this summer….waterfalls, art, alice in wonderland, sex, champagne, secret projects, preparing to retire my fake id…

My past two summers in NYC I never took full advantage of this city but now I’m sober and sane….I’m stoked.

Anyways think I’m going to buy this bag soon, I need something more sturdy than a tote bag for lugging my SineadSupplies[including my slr] in:

What chu think? Should I get the matching wallet too? Sooooo over my Kate Spade from last year….it’s so beat up.

I puked on a cab today.
At 7am I grabbed a cab home to Brooklyn - I was feeling fine at the time. Once we got off the bridge I started feeling sick [a combination of drinking too much and eating nothing] but I rolled down the window and focused on my breathing, hoping I could wait till I got home to puke. Unfortunately, 11 blocks from my place I puke. I honestly tried to keep it down but couldn’t. I put my head out the window and puked, so of course some got on the car and the cabbie flipped out at me. He made me get out of the cab and started yelling at me, telling me that it was illegal to puke on a cab etc etc etc. I tried to argue back but I was busy projectile vomiting my stomach bile everywhere.

He said he was going to call the cops so I threw $60 at him and told him to fuck off.

I walked the rest of the way home.

There was church youth group of 30 kids meeting outside my apt for a field trip.

Awkward when you have drool on your chin and thigh highs peeking out from under a too short skirt.

Photos by Daze.

Last July I lost one of my best friends to suicide, another was in a car accident, I was still dealing with the life of being an ex junkie….and on top of this my laptop was stolen by my crackhead and I lost all my money and wallet at the time when I was mugged, I also had my purse with my new ipod etc stolen. It was than I learned that material possessions are so little compared to life.

The purse has been mailed to my parents house with all my cards, [expensive] makeup in it - the ipod was gone but I was just going to give it away. Frog ran into someone who brought my laptop for $50 tonight - I possibly might be able to get back some files that mean a lot to me - pictures of my friend and I before she died, my family vacation in Ireland - though that’s more for my mother than anything. I’ve found closure with my friends death, realizing the happiness she may of found now that she never did in life. My other friend turned out to be someone I didn’t think she was and she broke my heart…not nearly as hard as my friend who died did but close.

Everything comes full circle.

I value being clean of cocaine, and the love I have from my true friends and family. As well as the opportunities and perspectives I have gained through my experiences.

I’m thankful to be able to live in the city of my dreams and to have a future and the ability to leave behind my past.

I just want anyone going through a hard time to know….it always gets better

Always.

Just tough it out.

God bless.

xoxo

Sinead

First things first,

I went to the doctor Tuesday. Finally. I sprained something in my knee that starts with a P. I have to take 9 motrin a day[ugh], ace bandage and ice it. Also no skateboarding, jump roping, etc.

And no heels. For a week.

So after the doctors I got a call to come get paid to be an extra in an N.E.R.D. video. And wore heels for 12 hours straight. I was supposed to go back today but I fucked my knee up.

The video shoot was pretty nuts, it’s for the new single “Everybody Nose.” I didn’t realize it was for that NERD aka Pharrell Williams till I got there…BLOND MOMENT. Pretty crazy. Boy is still fine. There were lots of hot guys there actually. I forgot how hot skater guys, streetwear nerds and hardcore kids are. I felt like I was 15 again.

Than I got bored. It was a lot of sitting around. Only people I knew was a former friend from the strip club and Bronques who swung by later. Made friends too. Named someone porn ’stache. Some girls got super wasted and it was a real bad look imo. Losing money and bags and cursing at the production crew for only using guys for the first 12 hours and not letting chicks mosh.

The party scene was pretty dope but everyone was soooo tired and some fame hungry. Some dude kept dry humping me in hopes of extra screen time. I was sucking on my neon key necklace looking vapid and bored because welll I was and the director was like “OMG THAT’S PERFECT.” So there’s some footage of that and than I ended up making out with my old girl pal from the strip club because they asked me too. The director was pretty cool and we told me about middle age women selling sex toys on QVC.

I was supposed to go back on Wednesday but I woke up in soooo much fucking pain that I decided to forgo another paycheck and my chance at video hoe fame to take care of my self.

Responsibility.

Ok so went to Trash last night and Joanna did her awesome adorable burlesque show and rubbed whipped cream all over me. Whipped cream dries just like gizz, I swear…I mean if the porn business needs something to replace cetephil, I guess whipped cream might work. It was awesome to see a bunch of angels - Dusty, Nico, Joanna and Doug[I’m naming him an honoary angel thru this blog hahahah]. I love my girls. The new location is SO MUCH BETTER. I mean I love Home Sweet Home with all it’s taxidermy creatures running amuck but it just wasn’t the home for Trash. 40 ave C is great - comfy tables for hosts, a stage, back room for doing dirty things, nice barstaff. Joanna put out a softcore horror movie dvd, here’s an interview about it and BA:

After Trash which was have mad cop probs, went to a house party at Kelloggs. Things got crazy. I wilded out.
The party tonight has a weird dress code:

I will not obey most likely. I mean I just got a new MOB sweatshirt - I think I want to rock out in pjs and a sweatshirt. Except I don’t own pjs. So I’m gonna be naked in a MOB sweatshirt.

In other Alt porn news the great Eon McKai sent me a box of vivid alt porn and I’ve been watching porn since yesterday afternoon non-stop[with a break for partying]. Vivid Alt really puts out some great porn - here are the trailers from the porn I’ve been watching:

This movie is just awesome because of how real it is.

OMG the Dallas music video is hilarious.

It was also awesome that my girl Pixie Pearl is in half of these movies! I miss you so much, can someone hook this girl up with a phone or plant her in my apt asap!?

I really love that VA includes a dope soundtrack with each movie. I like music. Especially now that I’ve discovered wtf blog house is. Blog house is apparently all that I listen to. Thank you Frog for installing my curtain rod. And Chris for dealing with insanity that is me.
I still have dried whipped cream on my face.
Icky!

It’s true. This is probably the last time I’ll ever go-go because I’m over it. It’s just not as fun as it was when I was 18 and a coke head who had no life outside of school and nightlife.

Anyways Trash changed homes, Joanna will do burlesque, I’ll dance for ten minutes and than get drunk and makeout with three people and have to ask my boyfriend about it in the morning. Here’s the flyer:

If you want to be on my [10 person] comp list[and aren’t normally comp by Daddy B James] get at me before Friday.

And for you kids who don’t like to leave Brooklyn - Joanna Angel is hosting at Savalas on saturday with Michael T dj-ing last I checked.

You’ve reached a new level of class when you get topless at a wedding for a party photographer.

Today I contributed to making a girl cry during a class critique. It’s not my fault that she took muddy b&w snap shots of homeless people and called it photojournalism. Also aren’t critiques for learning you suck? I hate FIT. Except for the sculpture that looks mysteriously like ball sacs in the D building nobody has balls here and people are lazy as fuck. I than made the official decision to stop going to painting because I don’t feel like doing still lives and getting trouble for painting things neon green. I feel sort of hypocritical leaving a class because of a lack of creative freedom and critiquing someone till they teared up. I don’t know.

I spent $100 in paint[spray and latex] at Home Depo. Love that place because they id you but don’t realize that the actual law is 21+[and yes I’ve run into problems buying paint before]. Currently turning the tv bright yellow.

Also learning how to use an electric screwdriver! WOOOOOO

I’m feeling cynical.