Daisy Marie
Daisy Marie’s one fiery half-Filipino, half-Mexican hell-raiser from L.A. She hit the set the day after her eighteenth birthday—eyes wide, legs wider—and never looked back. That curvy body, smoky stare, and trademark ink stopped traffic even then, and the cameras just kept rolling. Hundreds of scenes later she’s still the pocket-sized dynamo who’d rather shoot doggy in a stairwell than pose on a red carpet, yet somehow still scored a Penthouse cover and snagged the Pet-of-the-Month title. Nickelback videos, 50-Cent cameos, Playboy TV, Stern—she’s popped up everywhere without ever leaving her porn-star core. Eleven AVN nods don’t hurt either. Put simply, Daisy likes fucking on film, and the world keeps filming her doing it.
Daisy Marie
Daisy Marie’s one fiery half-Filipino, half-Mexican hell-raiser from L.A. She hit the set the day after her eighteenth birthday—eyes wide, legs wider—and never looked back. That curvy body, smoky stare, and trademark ink stopped traffic even then, and the cameras just kept rolling. Hundreds of scenes later she’s still the pocket-sized dynamo who’d rather shoot doggy in a stairwell than pose on a red carpet, yet somehow still scored a Penthouse cover and snagged the Pet-of-the-Month title. Nickelback videos, 50-Cent cameos, Playboy TV, Stern—she’s popped up everywhere without ever leaving her porn-star core. Eleven AVN nods don’t hurt either. Put simply, Daisy likes fucking on film, and the world keeps filming her doing it.
