Looks like it’s a Thirsty Throwback Thursday today, woo hoo! Was going through my old Photobucket account, and couldn’t help myself. I will admit, those were the fucking days. I didn’t give a fuck about the haters, I knew where my head was at and never did anything that made me feel uncomfortable or ashamed. I LOVED getting paid to get dolled up and dance. It was good money, and fun times! My only regret: those God awful space boots. However, I absolutely adored being 5’7″!
If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, me being an ex go-go dancer should come as no surprise to you. For those who haven’t, it’s true. Back when I used to be hot and sexy, and people didn’t even know I knew how to read, I used to wear furry boots and flip my hair around half naked to music. And let me tell you – that shit was awesome. But this isn’t a story about go-go dancing. It’s a story about the time I gave myself a bikini wax. Everytime I tell this story to someon