Andrew Srivastava

If you had to guess how do you think I am?

@702ValetParker Honestly there's only one free book I'm interested in...The Queen in Black

Free Comic Book Day!!!!

@theambrefit Photographically yes practically no

Be honest…is my bikini top okay? 🐚

@MsLouiseGlover Yes and No

I’ll reframe the childhood question: would you trade today’s technology for the simple life we had back then?

@CHAN3L5 Chicken

Finished training legs today and I’m about to meal prep…What should I cook this week?

"Some women are lost in the fire. Some women are built from it." — Michelle K. Model:@steph.fitglam 📸:Me Outfit:@bedofrosesinc My first fitness glamour shoot #guardphoenix #fitness #sexy #glamourfitness #nikonz5 instagram.com/p/DXiiyPlFD6h/…

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@warnerbros WHAT?! We know where Gollum is the entire time

We’ve been waiting for you, precious. The Lord of the Rings: The Hunt for Gollum only in theaters 17 December 2027.

@MissAmandaParis Virtual insanity

Name this club 💃🏼🪩🥂

@QueenJenMarie That can easily be remedied

I miss making my art & shooting my 🔥 content 😭💔

@theambrefit @savanahstorm_ It's scary how similar you two look

Take us on a virtual date tonight only!💗Message me on SP to reserve your spot sextpanther.com/ambrefit @savanahstorm_

@KSLibraryGirl He's only in one of the hobbit movies

I watched Lord of the Rings for the first time and now I’m watching the Hobbit! I feel so protective over Sméagol he’s my favorite 🥹 I love that little creature 😭

@LaRueMcCay Mines 7days later

Accepting oil boy applications 💦 Apply below 👇🏽

What's your favorite kinda car? 🚗👀

@warnerbros I love horror comedy

Satanic, devilish, and fresh! Experience it yourself. #TheyWillKillYouMovie only in theaters March 27. Get tickets now: fandan.co/theywillkillyo…

@702ValetParker You use an alias I'm shocked...(sarcasm)

Another reason I chose the name Valet Parker is because it doubles as an idiot detector. Every now and then I’ll be out in my perfectly normal civilian life, standing with friends or family who have absolutely no idea that “Valet” is a professional alias, when some absolute genius decides it’s a great idea to walk right up to me and say, “Valet?” Just… “Valet.” In public. Out loud. Like he’s summoning a Pokémon. And in that moment I get to stare at him with the kind of polite confusion normally reserved for people who clap when the plane lands. “Oh… I’m not sure where the valet is,” I’ll say, glancing around like we’re both victims of a very confusing hospitality emergency. “I don’t even know if they have one here.” Because what exactly is he going to do next? Clarify? “Actually I meant the persona I know you by from the internet.” No, no, please, continue the thought. I’d love to see how you land that sentence in front of my family. So instead he just stands there buffering like a frozen laptop while I remain the picture of innocence and he slowly realizes he’s moments away from outing both of us because he couldn’t manage the incredibly advanced social skill of not shouting someone’s alias in public. Truly the sharpest minds of our generation.

@VintageVixenLV Happy Birthday

Birthday weekend 🫶🏽 41 on the 18th ☺️

@702ValetParker So you signed a release, and the shooter didn't tell you that he intended to submit them for publishing.

@GuardPhoenix Because I was never told and shot the pictures a year before they were actually used.

I learned that in 2010 I was a centerfold for Easyriders… because I found out the same way everyone discovers their personal history over a decade later by accidentally stumbling across it on eBay. Nothing quite prepares you for the surreal experience of casually scrolling listings and suddenly thinking, “Huh… that girl on the cover looks strangely familiar.” Zoom in. Enhance. Oh good. It’s me. On the cover. Which means for over a decade there has apparently been a vintage motorcycle magazine circulating the world with me as the cover model, and I’ve just been blissfully unaware of my own publishing career in this particular magazine. So I buy it thinking, “Oh this is perfect. I’ll keep it as a cool little time capsule.” You know, one day I can casually pull it out and tell my kids, “Look, your mother used to be cool. I was on magazine covers and everything.” Very wholesome. Very PG. Very tasteful swimsuit nostalgia. Fast forward to the magazine arriving in the mail. I open it. First discovery, several pages later: Oh look, I’m also the featured centerfold. Second discovery: Surprise! I’m topless. So that immediately ended my wholesome “look kids, mommy was once a cool magazine model” moment. Because nothing ruins a sentimental parenting story faster than flipping a page and realizing the next sentence would have to be: “…and this, children, is where mommy’s entire chest entered print media.” So yeah. That magazine has officially been reassigned from “fun nostalgic keepsake for the kids” to “historical artifact that will be discovered in a box after I die.” Nothing quite like learning you were a centerfold over a decade after the fact, directly from a reseller who listed it under “pre-owned.” Amazing. Truly.