It’s a heavy metal modeling agency. How bad ass is that?

Robin graced the frontpage of Sleazegrinder a few months ago. She tells me that she still likes to wear her Sleazegrinder tee whenever it’s time to ‘break some fuckin’ skulls’. And that, of course, is what they are made for. I cornered Robin in a dark and smoky room not far from here recently to, to get the skinny on one of our fave Sleazemodels. It was a fruitful encounter, but a brief one, because I think that Blaze honcho JR sold Robin off to the Genitorturers chick, and when that bitch comes lookin’ for her property, you let her have it. Let us fire away!

Most definitely, but I doubt if a vast amount of people would even recognize where my name originated from.  It makes a lot of sense if you take what I do for a living into consideration.

So, when did it first hit you – “Fuck, I’m a model!”?

I don’t think that it’s ever “hit” me, I just sit there and attempt to look pretty.

Mission accomplished. So, do models  have secret clubs with handshakes and whatever that the rest of us don’t know about?  I know yr not really gonna tell me, but I thought I'd ask anyway.

No, but groupies do. 

Motley Crue or Guns N’ Roses?

Nikki Sixx all the way, sorry Axl.  

When’s the last time you broke some dude’s heart? What did you say to him? Did he cry? Would you ever, in a million years, take the sap back?

Back in December, I really didn’t say anything to him, not to say that nothing was heard!  And if he cried, I wasn’t in the frame of mind to hear it.  I’d definitely take him back, he was phenomenal in bed!
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Have you ever gotten arrested? Punched a cop?

Yes. And no, but I nearly stabbed one with a pen....
(libelous story omitted for her own good. Ask her next time you see her! - ed.)

Yikes! Let's change the subject. Who is the most famous person you ever met? What happened?

Famous? Or INFAMOUS?

Famous. Infamous is a dime a dozen around here.

I’m going to go with Matt Zane.  Porn AND music god, not to mention gorgeous.  We hung out and seen a movie with a friend.

You ever have any weird, spooky, haunted shit happen to you?

Of course, weird, spooky, haunted shit seems to follow where ever I go.

Lita Ford or Joan Jett?

Joan Jett, because brunettes don’t give a damn about a bad reputation.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to one of your friends when they got so drunk they passed out?

Well my ex made the mistake of passing out with my sister and his cousin in the room.  We took a razor and shaved a landing strip out of his leg hair.  Then we took rice krispie treats and put little pieces in his ear, nose, mouth, belly button, and inside his pants, so that his rather large, slobbery dog would maul them.  Needless to say, he was really pissed when he regained consciousness, not to mention covered head to toe in dog spittle.  He didn’t speak to us for three hours after that.

If you were ever going to stalk somebody, who would it be? How would you do it?

George W. Bush.  I’d hide in a giant bag of pretzels.

Tits or ass?

Tits, definitely tits.

Finally, and possibly most importantly, who will save rock n’ roll?

No one, it wouldn’t BE rock n’ roll if it needed to be saved!

Find Robin at a Blaze of Desire

Robin fully endorses I Love Vagina. And I can behind that kind of sentiment.
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