Chelci Fox here, and I have something to say about Jenna Jameson. The biggest porn star of all time. Once my all time hero. That is when she looked like this.

Jenna was on top. The hottest, the biggest and the best. Looking the way she does in the pic above, I think you can see why. Her career started as a stripper then moved to in front of the camera, and after 100+ movies, action figures, countless awards and getting married she becomes the biggest porn star ever. Now, she looks much, MUCH different. I think you will see what I mean.

What happened? I know people age, and pornstars have a shelf life. But Jenna is looking really ugly. Did she have surgery? Does she have a drug problem? I don’t know, but this look is not working for her. She looks like a porn version of Paris Hilton (ew, I do not like Paris). Maybe it’s because her and longtime hubby called it quits this year. After being married for a while, she thinks it’s time to let loose. Or that her failing marriage was from her losing her beauty over time? But that’s no reason to have your lips enlarged like that, to have a horrible fake tan, and weigh less than you did in junior high school.

Let’s face it. I’m no Jenna. I know that. And I am sure I will get people pissed at me because I am giving Jenna such a hard time. I still love her, just not as much now. And I still know she is still way hotter than me, and a much bigger porn star than I will ever be. But I am making this statement now, I will not have plastic surgery, and I will not have a drug problem and I promise to keep eating… a little

Let me see what I can pull out of the Chelci Fox goodie bag. How about these pics!

Chelci Fox here and boy I am so excited. I got a friend of mine to make a video thingee work on my blog. Don’t ask what I had to do for him! So now I can show off a couple of videos! So just as a starter, here’s part of one of my very first movies! In this movie, I introduce myself, my likes and dislikes. Then I play a game with the camera man. He asks me some random trivia, and I try to answer it. If I get it wrong, my clothes come off! hahah, it was pretty fun. I will show some more movie later too, like when I talk about my self! Take a look!

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The whole video is there for all members. To be a member, go to chelcifox.com! YAY!

XoXo - Chelci

Before we get to the free movies of me, Chelci Fox, read the story of my weekend. It was NUTS.

So this weekend was crazy. Like super crazy. Let’s start with Friday night. A friend calls me, his name is Joe, and asks if I want to meet some friends and go see Ghost Rider. I had no clue what Ghost Rider was, but Joe mentioned that this character rides a motorcycle, so I say I will go.



I meet Joe, Jenny, Pete, Stevie (a girl) and a couple people at a small bar for a couple of drinks before the movie started. Next door to the bar, there is this headshop that sells bongs and tye dye shirts and all that. Joe picks out and buys a Motorhead flag. Motorhead is some band. Never heard them. So we head over to the bar and we are drinking and having a great time. Joe is drinking more than the rest of us. By the time the tab comes, we all have a nice buzz but Joe is moving toward drunkness. No big deal, we are headed to a movie, with no booze… Joe will be fine. WELL, he didn’t tell us that he packed a bottle of whiskey in his pants for the movie. We get there before the previews and Joe is drinking more. Jenny is drinking with him (they’re on a date, sorta). We’re all having a good time. Then the previews start. Nothing good, just same old boring shit. And then the movie starts.

GhostRider is this guy who turns into a skeleton and rides a cool motorcycle. His weapon is a long chain that he whips people with. It’s like Harley Davidson’s version of a superhero. The movie is bad… really bad. So bad, it’s laughable. Joe is wasted at this point, and is into the movie. But in a goofy way. Cheering and yelling, cursing and drinking. Some people think it’s funny, some think it’s annoying. The people ahead of us hate it. Joe doesn’t let up. This goes on for a while.

Fast Forward… Ghost rider is fighting and speeding around on his motorcycle and Joe is so into the movie he jumps up on his seat and starts yelling “Hell Yah” waving the Motorhead flag over his head. The people infront of us (1 girl 1 guy) turn around and yell at us. Joe just laughs and give the guy the “I am watching you signal with his fingers” and keeps going at it. Finally the girl yells fuck this and runs out to get a manager. Joe sits down, stuffs the flag in his face, and pretends that nothing happened. The manager walks into the theater and asks Joe to step outside. We think we are kicked out forsure or atleast he was. But 5 minutes later he comes back in and sits down laughing. Apparently, Joe explained how the movie is about a dare devil and that it wouldn’t be right for the manager to kick him out for being in the dare devil spirit. We sit through the movie like good little girls and boys. It ended, still sucked and we leave.

Next stop, is a movie store that Joe works at. It’s small, not like a Blockbuster or anything, and it’s small. A couple friends work there. Joe is sooo drunk at this point. So drunk that when he gets to the store, he takes off his belt and starts whipping it around like he IS the ghost rider. I am sure you can guess how happy his friends and co-workers were with him. To make things worse, Joe picked up a box of movies and just threw them in the store. This was my que to leave. So I took off. It’s not over yet though.

I hear from Jenny that after I left, as well as the other, that Joe and Jenny go back to the bar and end up being there till closing time. Well, Joe wanted to go back to where he works. Trouble is, it was closed. He has a key, and an alarm code, but he was too drunk to enter the code. So he sets off the alarm getting in, and the cops are called, and the owner of the store are called. Joe passes out cold on the sidewalk and Jenny start freaking out. The owner of the store pulls up and isn’t mad. He’s amused actually. So he calls the cops, tell them everything is ok and not to come. He and Jenny put Joe in his car, and Jenny drive him to his house and left him in his car. Where he slept all night.

That was just on Friday Night!

Here are some pics of me. Check them out!

I love my members. And I guess some of them love me too because I got some gifts! I wanted to say thank you to Brian in Florida and Max in Indiana for my lovely presents. Max got me the flowers and Brian got me the sweets. Now, I bet some of you guys want something from me on Valentine’s Day. I’ll throw you a couple of Chelci Fox movies. I hope you like them.

Let’s talk about my day though. Besides the gifts I got. I had 2 ex-boyfriends call me today to see if I wanted to go out for dinner. Yah right, they just want to see me naked. I know that trick. It’s not that I am a prude (I think you know that) but these guys were really shitty to me. One of them broke up with me on my birthday, and the other… well… It was Valentine’s day of last year. I was all dolled up ready to go see Mr. X (that’s what I will call him for now). I am waiting for him to pick me up when I get a call the he is “sick” and “won’t be able to make it”. I am bummed out. Nothing major. Just sad cause it would have been fun to see him. Plus I was wearing a nice Victoria Secret number I picked up at the mall that day. So I decide to call some of my single friends to see what they have planned for the night. And my good friend Maria and a couple of the girls are going to go bowling and hit up a bar. So we go bowling and have a blast. After a few games, and a few drinks, we head out to the bars. Loud music, good drinks and of course dancing. A really good song comes on, I forget which, and I head out to the floor with Maria. NO FUCKING WAY, Mr. X was there with some other slut. I couldn’t believe it! He ditched me for some other girl. So of course I am upset. But I try to play it cool. I grab the guy next to me and shove his hand up my dress and continue dancing like everything was normal. Sure enough he spotted me, and he didn’t know what to do. He grabbed this other slut and just walked out of the bar.

So you can see why it’s annoying that the only 2 people who called me to go out were total losers. Sometimes I feel like that’s All I attract.

Here’s some pics of the nice stuff Max and Brian sent. Thanks again guys.

And don’t think I forgot. Here are some free Chelci movies.

XOXO - Chelci

My iPod has been having some problems, so I left it at home for the gym today but remembered the treadmills have an input for headphones. So I bring just my headset. I get to the gym, plug in the headset, and climb on the treadmill and I start getting my jog on. What’s playing through my tiny ear speakers? One of the 13 TVs they have on the wall. Mine was set to the “Entertainment Show”. So I am watching for about 3 minutes when the Anna Nicole montages come on. They’re so lame. Sure Anna was hot at one time. Then everyone hated her for marrying that poor old man. Then she got really fat and made a complete joke of herself on her own show. She vanishes for about 1 year and comes back on the scene. Skinny and hot as ever. Fast forward like 2 more years and now she’s dead and everyone loves her again.

So all this goes through my mind before the timer on the treadmill hits 4:00, or half a mile. There are people on TV crying about her STILL, 4 days after her death. They loved her, she was great etc etc. It just makes me so sick. Nevermind that she married a poor old man for his money, spent a ton of time in court fighting over it, has a paternity case going on cause no one knows who the father of her newborn is, and she is still getting over her older son’s death (the same son, that rumor has it, she had a romantic affair with) EWWWW! So I am jogging, watching this mess on TV and I can’t help to think to myself, “Why do people still care about her”. What’s the big deal? She was a model. That’s about all she ever was good at. And she wasn’t even that good at it. Did you know during her Guess Clothing campaign, Anna Nicole was still like a size 12? That’s pretty big for a girl.

I’m now at 1 mile on the treadmill, and the show cuts to commercial… the 3rd commercial in is for ANNA NICOLE!! Another show about her otopsy. I can’t believe it! WTF?! Why do people care about her so much now? Where have I been to miss this all? I give up!

:( Chelci

So, I am not sure whether you know this or not, but I like to stay up to date with current events. You may think I am a complete nerd, but I listen to NPR daily. Anyway! While I was listening yesterday, they were doing a thing on Tracey Ullman. I was a little shocked to hear her name on the morning news show.
I guess she knits. She and a woman named Mel have a new knitting book out and that was the reason for the expose on NPR– promoting the book. I guess the co-author owns a yarn store in Santa Monica. The thing on Tracey and the talk of yarn caught my attention. I HAD to go to Wild fiber and see what it was all about.
I was intoxicated. There were so many things to touch. It was like filming porno. I got caught up in the moment and signed up for a knitting class, bought the book, and bought a ton of yarn. i am such an ass, huh? I think I have an obsession at being good at EVERYTHING—regardless of whether I’ve tried it or not.
What else do you think I should perfect as skill?
XOXO - Chelci

That’s right. It’s almost V-day!! Now I am sure you are asking yourself… What will Chelci Fox do for Valentine’s Day? You might be surprised. I might not do anything at all. It might just be a Blockbuster night where I end up watching some of my favorite movies, in a dark room, all by myself. There is some fun to that though. No one can watch what I do! Heheh. There are a couple of guys I wouldn’t mind seeing on V-day, but nothing I am going to go after. If they call, that’s fine, if not, I got a bucket of popcorn and some good movies. You know what they say about Valentines Day being a made up holiday by the card companies just to sell us more junk. I believe it. If there is a Valentines Day where you are supposed to be all lovey dovey and romantic, how come there isn’t a day were you just have sex? I like that idea better anyways, no expensive gifts, no dumb card… just you and a penis (well unless your a straight boy). And you just have sex all day. I would call it That Fucking Day. Yes, I like the ring of that. Everyone knows what goes on during this day. You grab your partner, or stranger, or hand if you don’t have the first 2, and just have fun. Now I just need a date to establish my new holiday. March 1 sounds good for an all day sex holiday. So from now on, let’s celebrate That Fucking Day starting this March 1, 2007!

Just imagine me with you on that day! hehe

XOXO- Chelci

So as you can see there is a lot of work being done on my page. Lots of new things to look forward to in the future. But I just was looking through all my pics and I think this is on of my favorite sets. Now I know the members get to see the whole set, but for the non members, take a look at these! Here are my favorite Chelci Fox pics!

Enjoy XOXO
Chelci