Hey all!

I had a great time in San Francisco. I really loved being able to be so dirty on stage. I wish I could fuck my ass with a dildo every time I danced at a club. I enjoy dancing and I uh…want to get better at it. Is that weird? I think I’m kinda clumsy. I want to be more graceful. I have seen girls strip gracefully and it’s such a turn on! I think I might take some kind of dance class this year, at some point. Not a stripping class, but a regular dance class and then try to incorporate some of those moves into my stripper routine. It’s one of those things on my “To Do” list, that may or may not ever get done.

Anyways, here are a few photos from the Crazy Horse in San Francisco.

Here is a group of dudes who I think were in for someone’s birthday who all wanted a photo with me. Or most of them did – one of them kinda just got dragged in (the dude on the left); I think he was worried about his girlfriend finding the photo so I decided to make the picture a little easier to find, and put it on the Internet.

If you look closely, the dude on the right of me has something shiny in his mouth. That would be my butt plug. Yaaay!

And here I am having some fun with one of the sexy house dancers.

And here I am signing the lit up photo of me outside. If you walk down Market Street in San Francisco, you can see it. I think my signature will be up for a few more days.

I came home last night and watched The Grammys. They were pretty boring. In case you missed them, here is my recap. I posted it on Twitter but, I will say it again on here.

Dave Grohl wore a Slayer Tee shirt. I guess that was kinda cool? However, Foo Fighters won for Best Metal/Hard Rock performance – and I don’t think there is anything metal about Dave Grohl other than the tee-shirt he wore. They should have renamed that category.

Nicki Minaj wore a hideous dress, and did a really retarded performance on stage that included levitating. I think I’m going to stop listening to her, even on an ironic level.

Chris Brown is a complete tool. There is nothing good about that guy.

I think Taylor Swift is adorable, and my crush on her is getting creepy. I will go to church, or fly to Nashville – or whatever…just to make out with you Taylor! I can pretend to be innocent for a day?

Jennifer Hudson sang a tribute song to Whiney Huston. It is sad Whitney died, and even more sad that someone a little better couldn’t have sang a song for her. Sorry Jenny.

Adele won a whole bunch of shit, and Paul McCartney is still alive, and incredibly talented.

Overall, it was pretty boring. I am glad I make porn and not Top 40 music.

xoxo

Joanna Angel

I’ve been having a great time this weekend at the Crazy Horse in San Francisco. I was extremely surprised by how many people have come out! Thank you to all who did.

The best thing about The Crazy Horse is that I am actually able to fuck myself with toys on the stage. I have never been to another strip club where that was allowed. So I fucked myself – in my ass – with a BurningAngel vibrator on the stage while dancing to Motley Crue. I felt like such a whore – but in a good way. It was awesome. A couple who came to watch me offered to buy the dildo right out of my ass for a price that I thought was adequate. It was their Valentine’s Day gift to one another; I was pretty speechless. It’s a good thing I came prepared with lots of extra dildos.

In addition to fans, I also had a great group of friends/fellow BurningAngels who came out to see me. It was incredibly sweet. Here we all are hanging out in my dressing room (or un-dressing room would be a more appropriate title!) . It’s me, Jiz Lee, Arabelle, Mickey Mod (a nice handsome porn guy who has not appeared on BurningAngel yet), Annika and some of their friends.

I look forward to tonight!!! Come and see me at The Crazy Horse!

xoxo
Joanna Angel

I’m on my way to San Francisco from Los Angeles. My friend Nate is driving so I have the ability to take some photos for you guys while he focuses on the road.

So here I am with my burger from Jack In The Box that I’m about to eat. As a side note, Jack In The Box is my favorite fast food chain.

And here is my brand new stripper outfit I’ll be wearing this weekend. Does it look familiar?

Well, I’ll tell you why it might look familiar! See, I had the girl who designed my dress for the AVN Awards cut it apart and turn it into a stripper outfit. I was sick of spending money on dresses that I only wore once! So now my dress is something I will wear at a strip club, and hopefully make some money with…As opposed to my AVN dress, which is just a thing to wear and take pretty pictures in and feel fancy and shit.

It was my economic answer to buying a dress. I’m such a good Jew!

Considering that a long dress requires a lot more material that a short stripper outfit…There was some extra fabric left over to make this cool hat. I’m excited about wearing it. I have never worn a small completely impractical fancy hat!

Yeah. If you aren’t into watching me get naked and dance, you should still really come see me – if for nothing else – to see me in this hat.

xoxo

Joanna Angel

Last night I decided to get a somewhat spur-of-the-moment tattoo. I have been in a bit of a funk and some quality time with my good friend Grant Cobb at Spotlight Tattoo, and some new pretty ink on my arm was just what I needed to cheer me up. I went in there and wasn’t really sure what to get – I just knew I wanted to fill up a certain space in my arm. I looked through some books and decided on an anchor with a sinking ship in the middle. It’s just a cool traditional piece – with fun colors, and maybe some significance to my life that I don’t feel like getting into. This is xoxojoannaangel.com – not a fucking episode of LA Ink!!! On this blog, we don’t talk about the meaning of tattoos. We just show them off. Got that?

Well in any case, here is another reminder to come out to see me this weekend (and by weekend I mean Thursday, Friday and Saturday) in San Francisco at The Crazy Horse. It’s a really fun strip club – and the only place where they allow me to get like…really dirty on stage. I can stick things in my butt and stuff. Seriously! So you for sure don’t want to miss this one – or else you might get stuck watching me dance another time in the Midwest where I have to wear pasties and a thong on stage, and I’m barely allowed to penetrate my belly button.

xoxo

Joanna Angel

It’s pretty ridiculous that I actually went to the Superbowl. Even though I’m not the world’s most devout football fan, this was an exciting experience. I am so thankful and flattered that Dave Navarro was able to get me a ticket to go. Jane’s Addiction had played the Rolling Stone party before the game, so I went to go see them, then off we went to the game. I feel like I am officially an American now. This was the first and only football game I had ever been to. It was pretty fun, although, I will say I feel very left out of an important piece of pop culture since I missed out on the commercials.

Here are me and Dave being adorable!

At the Jane’s show, I met some uh…pretty famous people? One being Billy Corgan. This was pretty epic. I told him that he helped get me through the 9th grade. I don’t know how I could have survived that era of my life without Siamese Dream (and Pretty Hate Machine – but Trent Reznor wasn’t there). He was really nice – and joked around with me for a bit.

And then I also met Guy Fieri. He did not help get me through puberty, but he has sure guided me to some of the most amazing junk food I have ever eaten.

And here is me and Etty Lau Farrell. She is Perry Farrell’s wife – and she does a sexy bondage ish kinda show on stage when Jane’s Addiction plays. She is hot! So that’s why I took a picture with her. I like taking pictures with hot chicks.

And then at the Superbowl – uh, I met Joe Montana. He was sitting near me. Joe Montana did not help me eat junk food, nor was he there for me in my life when I had terrible acne and a very morose view on the world but, I figured I should take a picture with him because this was probably the only time in my life I would ever be in the same vicinity as him.

And here I am being the classic all-American girl – eating a hot dog – at the Superbowl!

Anyways, THANK YOU Dave for getting me that ticket. You are the most humble rock star in the world, and you do incredibly sweet things for the little people. I am afterall, only 4 feet and 11 inches.

xoxo

Joanna Angel