This image is over a week old, because I procrastinated editing it. We took it last Thursday. I have felt like such crap lately. Just ridiculously tired & unmotivated. Pretty much all I do is nap & eat. I didn’t want to edit or do anything creative in that frame of mind. But now I am feeling better.
So this was me at 20 weeks + 6 days.
In Guam, it’s extremely cliche for strippers to run off with sailors. When I told the girls in my club that I was moving to Hawaii to live with a sailor & marry him, they didn’t bat an eyelash.. and Olivia, one of the more outspoken ones (loved her) said to me, “You have no idea how many girls do that. I can think of at least a dozen off the top of my head.” Of course, she had been dancing on that island for a very long time.. and she was living with a sailor who was stationed there.
Anyways, I thought it would be funny to take a shot of his Navy boots with my stripper heels.. and a pair of the baby’s shoes. Our story may be a cliche and typical one, but we’re our own distinct characters, and I’m telling it with my unique voice.