I opened my eyes, dreading another day of itching, irritation and scabs. Yes, my scalp had scabs on it. They itched and whenever I put a bit too much pressure on them, they’d peel off. Along with a few bits of my hair. I was a train wreck. I called my stylist several times and … Continue reading The Price of Beauty: $742
Several days later, I was still alive and my hand hadn’t turned black, rotted and fallen off – so I felt a bit better. In betwixt all of my shenanigans, mostly just being a pissy stripper, I was still dancing with a small local company. It just always made me feel good to come full … Continue reading Break Up to Make Up
We awoke the following morning, half-expecting that uncomfortable, ‘wow, we had sex last night’ feeling. But it was actually kind of average. He was a nice guy and I didn’t regret spending the evening with him. I noticed something, though. He walked more upright, had a strong smile instead of a goofy grin, a relaxed … Continue reading The Man in the Morning
Sunday morning came way too quickly. She did too, apparently. So much so, that she actually woke up semi-refreshed. I didn’t bring up anything about what I overheard the night before. I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction. I decided that I have to hold myself responsible: I’m that hot. So who could blame … Continue reading Who Does That?
Fuck you. How’s that for a welcome back to the land of the Southern Strip? Now that I’ve got your attention, have I got news for you! Don’t worry, I will pick up where I left off in Vegas, but I really have to share some recent events. I have officially met Satan’s disciple in … Continue reading Dear Cupid
Picture it. Tampa, 2002. (Yes, I’m a Golden Girls fan!) Half-naked women everywhere. Hungry – bills to pay, mouths to feed, shoes to buy. Timing is everything. Him? No. He just got here. Let him marinate for a minute. If you’re the first to go over, you’re almost guaranteed a rejection. He wants to survey … Continue reading Work Smarter, Not Harder