Victoria Claiborne Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I tink bout it – gets me mad sometimes. People judge whores, call ‘em dirty, but den half da world’s payin’ for it secret-like. Hypocrites! Like Linguini hidin’ Remy under his hat – everybody’s got a secret rat, eh? Lightbulb! Dat’s da truth, makes me wanna punch a wall, but den I calm down, sip some vodka, chill.

We're Sorry.

As a tribute to Archbishop Tutu, I want to post an excerpt from Executing Grace that he was instrumental in shaping.

Rivers? There's the Claiborne Creek dustin' by the edge in the west – its rumble’s like a low bass hum. It's kinda reminiscent of the movie lines, like "I miss my childhood." Or something like that, man. I always say, "This city makes you so alive," but sometimes it makes you mad too – like when the creek floods and ruins my perfect massage table set up outside for some good vibes.

Claiborne Posts Fees; Prince of Monaco to Join Roster