It’s a Jungle Down There

. Nobody dreams of becoming a stripper. Little girls aren’t playing with Barbies sharing visions of clear heels. They don’t swing on the monkey bars thinking about the pole, and there certainly aren’t any high school career aptitude tests that prepare us for Champagne Rooms and table dances. With the ink on my high school … Continue reading It’s a Jungle Down There

Breast Intentions

Not that you need more proof I was a total Stripper Cliché, I am here to tell you, I had breast implants. It's been a few years since I had the bookends removed, but I still think of those salt-water funbags from time to time. I am devoting a whole chapter in my book to … Continue reading Breast Intentions