I don’t have children. Maybe I will someday. Or maybe I won’t. That’s not the point of this article. Have you ever been in a class discussion about motherhood, and suddenly a classmate directly questions not only your capability to be a parent, but the physiological possibility of bearing a child? I have. Has your ability to be a parent… Read more →
My father passed away when I was 8 years old, close to Christmas. I miss him. My father was a wonderful father and I am grateful that I had him in my life. When I was a child, fathers day was hurtful. It was a reminder that I didn’t have something other people had. Today, I look at Father’s Day… Read more →
So, The Burlesque Hall of Fame Weekender was this month. I went. I worked a lot. It was amazing! Legends told me their life stories, I danced until 4am two nights in a row, I developed a routine I’m absurdly excited about, I got to spend a lot of time with my mom and MARINKA THE QUEEN OF THE AMAZONS… Read more →
