Writer, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
One of the most confusing and annoying things I’ve had to wrap my brain around since leaving the gritty and corrupt world of the strip club is how Queen Bee went from being my BFF to my enemy. I’ll never forget when Queen Bee and I first met. The club had just opened the doors to a day shift; I was only a house mom, working night shift. Queen Bee fluttered into the dressing room as I was setting up my stuff for the night girls. We exchanged…
Read MoreWhen your life has always been chaos, you tend to attract the same kind of energies, circumstances and people into your life. It was the summer of 2005 that I entered into a world that some find fascinating and exhilarating – strip clubs. I started working as a house-mom at a popular club in Downtown Cleveland, and was soon drawn in fully to the drama and chaos they hosted. I fell right into the allure of the club and quickly fell in love with the large amounts of…
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