#ThrowbackThursday: The Oldest Profession Gets Professional — The Industry Recognizes One of Its Own

Originally published in the San Francisco Weekly February 05, 2014 for my (late, great) weekly column “The Whore Next Door”

In 2014, somebody at a struggling alternative weekly print newspaper decided to give me a shot at the Carrie Bradshaw experience, and for nearly four years after my cute little face was on every street corner in San Francisco inside a little red plastic box full of newspapers with advertisements for cannabis and happy endings on their back pages. This was my very first column. I had no idea what I was doing, but I was overjoyed to be doing it.

I had recently been to my very first adult industry awards show in Los Angeles, and I already had Hollywood stars in my eyes, but I’d have to pay my dues in they Bay for a little while longer, and break a few hearts before I could realize them. Let’s see where I started in my culture journalism journey:

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My taxi pulled into the W Hotel on Hollywood Boulevard, which, I noticed, is conveniently located in between Jayne Mansfield’s and Doris Day’s stars on the Walk of Fame. I was headed into my very first awards show: the 12th annual XBiz Awards. Just like my high school prom, I had been contemplating what to wear for weeks and I was going somewhere in a limo with a group of people I didn’t know very well. I suddenly had a flash of anxiety left over from…