Exposure is the key to infamy.
I've never been one to be a performer. I can't sing, I can't dance, and I certainly can't juggle. But, I know that modeling isn't enough, so I do my best by strolling catwalks at fetish fashion shows, sploshing around in vats of glitter and goo, and in this case, having sharp objects thrown at me.
It's certainly fun to play magician’s assistant for an evening, especially when the knife throw led to some knife play. I'm excited to see what Crimson Events has in store for me next time. ;)
