My alter ego…
Rose is Rose, comic strip; Pat Brady, Don Wimmer.
My alter ego, Vicki the Biker, has carried me through many daring, crazy, stressful, “jump off the cliff” moments. She rides a Harley, eats rattlesnake chili, loves jalapeños, thinks the ordinary is ridiculously boring and yet she holds a “love letter” in this photo. “What would Vicki do?”…is the question I ask myself when I get into the “overdoing mode,” like …. where I am right now! Hell, she flicks her hair, slathers on more red lipstick, hops on that Harley and hits the open road…never looks back, rides with a smile, hair blowing in the wind and her “love letter” tucked into her leather bra. When attempting to change the world, my alter ego gives me the space to breathe, and the courage to say, “HELL YES,” to the many opportunities that come my way, for which I am grateful. Where can a gal purchase a respectable leather bra? Maybe I’ll have to create my own. Who’s your alter ego?
Good night…Sweet dreams. XO
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And a worthy alter ego she is. Mine is Boadicea, the Celtic queen who led a revolt against the Romans, and wiped out their famed 9th Legion. A statue of her driving her chariot sits near the Houses of Parliament. Here’s to ass-kicking women!