Last time we saw Alysha Nett around these parts she was sucking down Starbucks like nobody’s business. Truth is, she’s not just a coffee chugger, she’s also a very sexy and hugely successful model — check out her Tumblr and you’ll see that she does all sorts of cool shoots. And in fact she sent us one of her latest (it is below) shot by Cameron Rad. Follow Alysha on Twitter @alyshanett for dispatches from the jet-setting life of a truly sexy alt-model.
Please worship my: Sense of humor.
Try not to stare at my: Mis-matched socks.
Sex is: A fun way to get a workout in.
My greatest weakness: Pizza.
I don’t understand why people think I’m: A bitch.
Something cool about having boobs: Endless drinks.
I cried unnecessarily the day: I got my hair cut.
When I throw a party I make sure to have: Smoke, booze, and tunes.
People tell me I look like: A young Debbie Harry.
Stay out of my way when: Hangry (hungry and angry).
I’ll let you know I’m feeling frisky by: Being all up on your neck/ear area.
I am completely freaked out by: SNAKES.
Favorite underwear: Boyshorts. Comfy, cute, sexy. Can’t go wrong.
I will never understand why men: Think we’re all trying to be wifed up.
My most recent wardrobe malfunction was: Being able to see my nipple pasties through my chiffon dress.
The most interesting compliment I ever got from a stranger is: They liked my eyebrows, which interestingly enough is one of my favorite compliments to receive!
The most exciting thing I did today was: Ride roller-coasters at Six Flags!
If I were to go that way, my lesbian lover would be: Mila Kunis. She’s funny, cute, exotic, and totally hot.
Song I am most likely to play turned up to 11: Any kind of TRAP MUSIC! gotta keep workin’ on my booty clap.
Something my mother/parents made me do that still traumatizes me today: Put Vaseline on my skin like lotion. Ew.
Last time I ate way too much, and what it was: Two nights ago. I made some amazing western style turkey burgers, mac and cheese, and corn bread. YUM!
The best thing I learned from an ex-boyfriend was: MY WORTH.
The first time I can remember feeling sexy was: September 23, 1987 — the day I was brought in to this world! Sexy from day one.
A grown man should not: Have bleached hair.