most biker women are not in playboy featured

Clearly, most biker women spend a lot of time at Playboy photo shoots.

At least, that what the media tells us.

These perfect biker babes strap themselves into black leather bras, lean forward on their helmets, and pout.
You could get lost for days in that mountainous plastic cleavage.
Long glossy hair tumbles over bare shoulders like a shining waterfall.

But back in the real world, Hef is nowhere to be seen. 

That’s fine, because in reality biker women don’t spend that much time lying around naked on random motorcycles.

you don't have to look like a stripper

Especially if there’s a camera around.

Real Motorcycle Women Wear Safety Gear – Not Bikinis

Biker women are more likely to wear a riding jacket than a string bikini.

If your hair’s long, it’s tied back so it doesn’t become an instant bird’s nest. You’re probably sitting upright watching the road, rather than lying back dreaming of ‘making it’ as a centerfold.

The TV biker babes rock a full face of heavy make-up.

heavy makeup is not necessary

A set of fake caterpillar eyelashes, and lashings of black eye shadow are basic requirements.

But that only works if you don’t actually ride on a motorcycle. (And it’s after 9pm.)

Apply a smoky Kardashian eye and shimmering lip gloss when you’re going out on the bike, and you’ll arrive looking like a hooker clown.

Shiny makeup is a magnet for dirt and grime. And sticky little insects.
It’s hard to look seductive covered in bug splatter and mud.

Biker Women are Probably Not Waiting for Hef to Call

The media idea of biker women straight from the pages of Playboy is beyond ridiculous.

It’s light years from reality.

biker babes don't look like this

If I stop eating long enough for my rib cage to poke through a dodgy black leather number, I’ll be too weak to even climb onto the bike.

And if I do manage to summon enough energy to get on board, I’ll be so cranky that you’ll think the Wicked Witch of the West has started riding pillion.

I definitely won’t enjoy the ride. And you’d better believe that my man won’t either!

It drives me nuts that Barbie beauty standards have wormed their shiny way into the world of motorcycling.

In 23 years of riding pillion, I have never seen a woman get off a bike, shake out her bouncy platinum hair, and be offered a modelling contract. Or even a stripper job.

biker women

Don’t get me wrong. I always make an effort to look decent on the bike.

I don’t want to reach our destination and hear, “Hey! Sasquatch has a sister!”

But real motorcycle women don’t get to the end of a ride looking stripper-pole-ready.

When I rip off my helmet, my hair’s pretty messy. And that lip gloss wore off hours ago. That’s because I’m smiling too much!

By the end of a ride, I’m grinning from ear to ear. I’m in the best mood ever.

Because I’ve just been riding with the kind of man who’s looking for something a little more interesting than zero body fat and a leather thong.

Let the media sell us perfect biker babes who look like Playboy Barbie come to life (stripper pole sold separately).

I’m not buying any of it.

I’m off to have a beer with my man, and talk about our awesome ride!

Do the biker babes you see in the media make you want to start riding in a bikini? Or not?

Written by Liz Hardy