Yep. That’s me on the pole. Should of known then….
I’m kidding of course. A Lady does not need to pole dance in order to gain the attention of a gentleman. As far as I’m concerned the world is my pole stick and I shall slide it in the direction of my choosing.
You want sexy – talk to me about tantric yoga.
I do dig my own shoes – and the little girl in red is giving it to me with her name tag and matching flower buttons. She’s holding a protest banner and is confused about my misguided female political stance. Sesame Street back in those days was all wrong.
And my personal favorite: