The Stripper and The Model 3
Kristin has big dreams for her job as an adult:
I was raised by wonderful, deeply religious parents. When I was about five or six years old someone had apparently convinced me that “model” was synonymous with “stripper”. Which was unfortunate because at that age, I really wanted to be a model when I grew up (I had big dreams ok?). So, to my parents’ torture, people really liked to ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, to which I would proclaim “I WANT TO BE A STRIPPER!” and invariably strike some kind of borderline “model” pose with my lips puckered.
It’s been 20 years, and my family still asks me if my dreams have come true yet.


That is too funny!
at a young (very young i assure you) age i was positive that if i tried hard enough, and was determined enough, i could be a bunny when i ‘grew up’. it being my favorite animal, i could think of no better occupation. so i proudly told family, friends, and complete strangers that i was going to be a bunny when i grew up. of course i had no idea that there were bunnies that prance happily in meadows munching on carrots and bunnies who live in a certain mansion and pose in magazines wearing skimpy outfits.
Hmm. Stripper. Bunny. Perhaps this was how playboy founded?