Chats with my Little Girl: Strippers

When Danica was two-and-a-half, we visited a Bulgarian ski town that had several strip clubs. These establishments featured images of the performers, or at least pictures of some performers, not necessarily the ones inside. I get that. Nevertheless, I’m talking life-sized posters of scantily clad girls wearing what only can be described by this astute writer as, stripper heels. Perhaps you catch my drift. To my observant toddler, these women with long wavy hair and lots of make-up were Read more [...]