Ladies’ Rub Club and the Sex Workers’ Pop-Up at the End of the World

I often looked back on that night in the months that followed, and cried with gratitude at the romance and [what now seems like reckless] abandon with which we took to the night.  A gaggle of beauties in faux-fur coats, cackling.  Sharing spliffs and flasks, kissing one another on the cheek and taking up the whole sidewalk on our way to the show. 

Beach Vaginas in support of abortion rights at Miami Art Week.

Abortion is normal, and the people with uteruses must never be punished for their super powers, we have the power of creating life, on our own terms, when we choose to do so, and not when we are forced by Hammurabi’s laws to live up to some ideology that forces us to sacrifice ourselves – like the barbaric altar human sacrifices of the ancient civilizations that collapsed long ago. No! We live here and now, and we gonna make BEACH VAGINAS to celebrate our choice!