Your godawful Tiajuana tit job
does not make you a ‘pin-up’. Its makes you a chick with HUGE hail-damaged thighs and a bad tit-job. I am so sick of this shit staring me in the face everytime I get on FACEbook. It just sucks that you have to be such a basically nice person and I cant delete yer shit, or tell you what I really think. You HAVE to do ‘pin-up’. Ive been modeling for TWENTY fuckin years. Thats some serious longevity in this business. And I HATE the term ‘legitimate’ modeling, cuz thats what boring no-ink having flat chested Sears catalog models call themselves. But its the same concept as those REALLY overweight girls you went to highschool with, that painted themselves up all crazy Siouxsie-Sioux style. Cuz what else COULD they do??????? REAL models have TIGHT THIGHS, sweetheart. And Betty Page, did NOT have huge fake tits. If it wasnt for the bullet-bras of the 50’s, youd have no work at all. God, wheres the *HIDE* button????
About me
MOTHER, wife, artist, model, coach, master to many dependent quadrupeds, Die hard FAITHFUL Red Sox fan. Too much to say and not enough sponges. Everything interests me. Even the tragically mundane. Native Floridian and a lover of the swamps and all the things lurking there and waiting to take the "predatorially naive". I make up amazing words... I coach fast pitch, and bang on motorcycles. I love to have my picture taken, but dont expect me to scrape off the raw. I love taking pictures of beautiful men, just doin what they do. I refuse to shake off my southern accent, yet Ive never married a cousin. EXTREMELY proud of my Cherokee, Greek, and Irish mix heritage. I believe in every god. Except the one that likes the Yankees. My loyalty knows no bounds, and I love until it hurts. Me and you both, but I promise you'll like it. I am a big fan of gushy southern displays of affection, and If I dont slobber all over you, worry. The aliens are coming, and theyre lobbing air streamers.
