

Capri Cavalli slipped into this world on March 14, 1982, right outside Vancouver. Small-town kid, straight-A student, vet-school material. She had a steady job at the local animal clinic, until lingerie shoots started popping up between lectures. Four years of swimsuit calendars later, the small animal stuff felt a little tame, so she packed a suitcase and caught a May 2008 flight south. Vivid’s cameras caught her first, Hustler caught the second wave, and soon every bookmark folder had her name on it. Solo clips, girl-on-girl pillow fights, boy-girl romps, full-on pile-ons—she ran the menu. Word spread fast, helped by the fact she’d shared screen time with Taylor Wane and Kelly Madison, the very definition of built-in advertising.

Capri Cavalli slipped into this world on March 14, 1982, right outside Vancouver. Small-town kid, straight-A student, vet-school material. She had a steady job at the local animal clinic, until lingerie shoots started popping up between lectures. Four years of swimsuit calendars later, the small animal stuff felt a little tame, so she packed a suitcase and caught a May 2008 flight south. Vivid’s cameras caught her first, Hustler caught the second wave, and soon every bookmark folder had her name on it. Solo clips, girl-on-girl pillow fights, boy-girl romps, full-on pile-ons—she ran the menu. Word spread fast, helped by the fact she’d shared screen time with Taylor Wane and Kelly Madison, the very definition of built-in advertising.