Martina Andrews
HOMETOWN
Tuscon, Arizona
THE FACTS
Day job: Model, bartender, server
Favorite bar: The Light in Las Vegas
Favorite artist: Britney Spears
Tattoos? Two—small of back and stomach
Number of drinks till sloshed: 4
Dirtiest secret: “I’ve kissed girls. I think every girl has. You’re drunk, then the next day you say to your friend, ‘I don’t remember anything from last night, do you?’ and she’s like, ‘No, of course not! And let’s just keep it that way!’”
THE LOWDOWN
Every group of women has a bad girl, but in this case there’s legal documentation. “I’ve gone to jail,” volunteers Martina. “I had some ticket I didn’t go to court for and they arrested me on a bench warrant.”
Though her body is criminally curvy, this Portuguese, Dutch, German, and British bombshell is edgy too. Part wild child, part sweetheart, she’s a hard-partying, heard-it-all-before Hooters girl, but says the best pickup line she’s ever heard was when a little boy handed her a sugar packet and said, “You dropped your name tag.”
And although she’s deathly afraid of sharks, she has two as pets. And this wild child has an instinctual eye for natural beauty. “You’ll never see sunsets like the ones in Arizona,” she marvels. Not to mention, ahem, other vistas of blazing-hot scenery.
