Whore in a drawer

So this post is a wee bit late, but it will still entertain! As I am sure many of you can relate, this holiday season kind of snuck up on me. And of course some little germ factory got me sick so between the cold, the parties, and the "oh holy cow this has to … Continue reading Cleo got Minions! To quote George Takei, Oh My!

This winter marked the beginning of a series on Instagram that I had long since been saying I would do, but never actually got off my lazy butt to do it. Whore in the Drawer was finally realized December 1st, and is now becoming an ongoing series throughout the year. Someone has been using my Charlie Brown Christmas tree as a stripper pole. Lost your shirt, pants on backwards, drinking straight from the tap! Pull your shit together woman! And now the gnomes!?

Years and years ago, when I was in College, I was part of a lounge singing duet. We called ourselves Lizzy and Dizzy Starlight. Our story was simple, we were a road-weathered divorced couple, who hated eachother, but LOVED to lounge. Our act was a runaway hit and we toured various dorms and frat houses with our lounge versions of current hits. Because of this, I will not reveal his name, as his latest comedic exploit is not as family friendly as his beloved audience has come to know him.

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