Oh, look. It’s a gratuitous picture of the essence of my being.
Remind me to show you the trick where I walk into a room with lit matches on my nipples. It’s a showstopper at parties. But of course you probably know that one already, sister. ;-)
And BTW, I bust on burlesque because it clogs up my inbox, but I have learned a lot from those girls (both conceptually, ideologically and on a practical skills basis) so I hope everyone takes my FB kvetching with a double D sized grain of salt.