EUGENE, Ore. (BN) – A young woman with no interest in taking part in the pornographic film industry decided she had no other options but to move to Eugene, Oregon, Brimborion News discovered recently in an interview with the Southern California native.
Cari Weigera, 23, who arrived in town three months ago from Van Nuys, said she’s felt at home since setting foot in the Whiteaker neighborhood, landing a job at the neighborhood co-op. “I’ve seen, like, five other people with face tattoos already,” she noted. “One of them even works at the library. It’s crazy.”
Although a career in porn was not entirely ruled out, growing up in America’s Porn Belt—and finding herself, like many men and women, drawn to the sinecure aspects of adult film performance—she’s seen plenty of red flags to have realized the choice wasn’t for her.
“I’ve had creepy dudes approach me, asking me if I wanted to make videos before, yeah. Mainly because of my tattoos.” Weigera said. “Porn producers are everywhere in L.A. You can’t throw an over-sized dildo down the street without hitting one, especially in the valley. They all seemed pretty legit, but you never know. Mostly it was me, but one time they asked me and my friend to make one, and once I even got asked to take part in a throating bukkake. And I was maybe open to it for a while, until I had this one bad experience with some male talent I knew in L.A., who were just the biggest dicks and filthiest assholes in real life—seriously, no pun intended—and it just turned me off to the whole industry. Plus, uterine rupture, if you’re not strictly girl-on-girl.”
Asked if she ever considered becoming a cam model, Weigera replied, “Yeah, I thought that might be fun, but I never had the setup. You have to drop like several grand on cameras, lighting and get a stable place to film with internet, which I never had. Besides, I know a couple people whose relationships got destroyed doing that. They had to f— like every single day, and eventually they just got sick of one another. This one dude I knew totally wrecked his back being one of those cocks on legs, you know—those faceless webcam boytoys? Now he’s hooked on painkillers on Skid Row. Not a fun ride.”
Outside of porn, not many businesses have a dress code that will accept employees with faces half-or-partly covered in ink. Except, of course, most of those found in Eugene, Oregon.
“I went to a temp agency right when I got here, with my face covered in pancake makeup,” recalled Weigera, “and on my first interview my boss looked and was like, ‘Do you have a face tattoo? Is that tribal?’ And I was like, ‘Yeah, it’s Inuit. I’m like a sixteenth First Nations, so.’ And he was like, ‘Welcome aboard!’
“I didn’t have any experience or anything. I think I got hired solely for having a face tattoo.”