It’s true that we’re all unique in our own ways.
We can even be unique in the same ways. But every now and then we meet someone who’s unique in ways most of us aren’t; someone who shatters our preconceptions, in good ways. Like that hot girl you know who’s even hotter in the way she can talk sports with your bros. Or the one who can drink them under the table. Or the one who actually has a chance of kicking their asses in a fight. Don’t know that girl? Meet Catherine Siera.
You’re from Vegas but live in Orlando, and we shot you in Chicago while you were in town for an event in Detroit. WTF was going on then?
[laughs] I was actually in Chicago for the Tuner Galleria show, which went on right after the Sno*Drift rally in Detroit. I consider myself from Vegas, but I was born and raised in Kansas.
Wait—what?
[laughs] OK, here’s the story: My dad’s from Pittsburgh. He met my mom and they had me in Kansas, where I lived until I was about 16, before I moved with my dad to Vegas to finish up school . . . after a few months living with my mom where she moved in Georgia. And I just recently moved out to Orlando on my own.
Any particular reason?
To play professional football
Wait—what?
[laughs] For the Lingerie Football League. It’s an all-girl football league where we play with each other in lingerie and sexy clothes.
Can you repeat those last 10 words again?
[laughs] It’s sexy and all, especially to watch, but it’s hard-core!
Sorry, did you say “hard-core”?
Oh yea! Wait . . . not like that!
Kidding. Kind of.
It’s full contact, so we’re all padded up with helmets and the whole nine. The girls get vicious in the pileups. You don’t want to know what goes on in there.
. . . Or do we? [winks]
[glares back, unimpressed]
OK, um . . . What’s the worst injury you’ve seen in the game?
I played for a league while I was in Vegas and saw a girl dislocate her shoulder in our Lingerie Bowl—like the NFL’s Super Bowl. It was all nasty, just hanging there, completely out of the socket. She popped it back in on the sidelines and finished the game.
Note to self: Don’t piss off an LFL chick. How do you like playing for Orlando?
I don’t anymore. I quit.
Wait—What?!
I was playing for the league in Vegas and loving it, but they cut me from the team once I started traveling more for modeling. I heard about an opening on the Orlando team and moved out here, but realized it’s just not right for me now. The pay sucks and I was constantly getting injured. It was holding me back from modeling and working a steady job.
Understandable. Does that mean we get to see more of you?
You’ll see me in Cali for SpoCom, then probably again in Vegas for SEMA, like last year. I also work for a Fiat dealership down here. Fiat’s only been in the U.S. for a few months and we’ve only been open a few weeks, so it’s very new and interesting.
Do you like the cars?
They’re great, but no. They’re too “Italian” for me. I like German cars like the Audi R8 or anything Porsche.
What about Lamborghini, like an LP640 roadster?
Lambos are junk. And I don’t really like convertibles. The Ferrari F430 Scuderia pwns anything Lambo makes.
You do know we’re tuners of Japanese cars, right?
Does that mean I have to lie and say I love them? I do like the Skyline GT-R . . .
As long as you know it’s one of the best cars ever made in the whole wide world.
Well I . . .
Good! Give us a crazy Orlando story:
I don’t have one. Nothing crazy happens here.