when I grow up…

When I was younger, I wanted to be a sex therapist – a hipper Dr. Ruth. I’ve never had a boring conversation about sex. When you talk about sex, people come alive. My friends told me, ‘You know, guys are going to come to talk about their wives, but then they’re going to want to sleep with you.’ I figured I’d just wear a bag over my head.

Seriously, though, I’m a daughter, a sister, an aunt first, by all means. In my spare time, I’m a photographer, web designer, artist, friend, girlfriend, and sometimes, even really nice.

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