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At the age of 21 I was jumping from job to job and couldn’t really see any future in anything I was doing so, one day, I decided to do something about it. I needed to push my career in a direction that would keep me on my toes. I’m also a bit of an exhibitionist, so I sent copious amounts of cheesy underwear pics to many agencies and magazine competitions. I couldn’t believe it when FHM told me I had got into the second round of Bikini Heaven. For the next round I had to remake a scene from my favourite movie in just a bikini. When I think back now it was sooooo embarrassing. I wore an American-flag Wonder Woman-style bikini and had masses of big blonde hair. I’d padded my boobs out to look like a couple of footballs. I know that the video is gonna come back to haunt me, but there you have it – my friend dressed as the killer and my boyfriend dressed as a woman, filming a scene from Scary Movie. We filmed it in my house and had scary sound effects playing on the record player. It was so funny – while ‘the killer’ was chasing me, you could see this record going round and round in the background making hideous groaning noises. I never made the third round – although I received a nice email from the editor saying it was the funniest thing he had seen in ages.

Even though I didn’t get through, it got me interested in the modelling industry and I wanted more. I entered Max Power Star Babe and made the final 10. Because of this success, it gave me some ammo to go to the agencies with. A couple of them took me under their wing on condition that I lost two inches round my waist, grew back my pencil eyebrows, toned down the bleach-blonde hair, stopped lying about my bra size and started lying about my age!

Most of my work I negotiate independently from contacts I meet along the way, but one agent that helped me at the beginning was Sugarbabes. They sorted my first-ever portfolio pics out for me with Andy Lesauvage. I remember I was so nervous as I’d always promised my parents and myself that I’d never go topless. The nerves lasted all of about 10 minutes.

It was funny when I first met Andy Lesauvage for my shoot. He marched straight up to my gorgeous friend, Debbie, who accompanied me there and said, ‘Hi Nikita’ and shook her hand. Well, I hadn’t been made up and my hair wasn’t done so I suppose I could forgive him that.

My second shoot was for Ben Westwood – Vivienne Westwood’s son. Ben is as mad as a hatter, but is a great guy and takes the most unbelievable fetish pictures of me. That was my first encounter with rubber! It took me an hour to get the outfit on – I felt like a giant dildo! As well as a total twat posing in his kitchen sink. But the photos were so cool and kinda shocking at the same time. I sent them to London radio station Kiss 100’s Bam Bam Breakfast Show. They invited me down to the studio, which resulted in me doing regular stunts out and about with ‘Streetboy’, the shows main entertainer. The stunts include things such as bikini car-wash wars etc. We both stood at 8am washing windscreens in bikinis for all the London rush-hour traffic. It was so funny. Another time, ‘Streetboy’ and I moonied on the Piccadilly Circus Eros Statue. We had to run from the police who were going to arrest us for indecent exposure.

Well, that was the early days. I still shoot with Ben Westwood, although I’m not so scared of rubber these days!