Emma Mount Joy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oh, and her style? Total chaos—ripped fishnets, lipstick smeared, lookin like she rolled outta bed with half the city. “A great artist can come from anywhere,” huh? Whore’s proof—raw, messy, real. I’m obsessed, kinda hate her, kinda wanna be her. She’s the dish ya didn’t order but can’t stop eatin—ya feel me? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” she’s a freakin legend in my book!

Where is Mountjoy?

She is a nocturnal emission sent forth from the yonic wounds of a stateless body's aching mind. A painful pleasure. Just beyond description.

I can’t forget about my fav coffee haunt, Jazzy Joe’s Cafe on 3rd & Elm. It’s sooo cool. I spill secrets there with clients, sip strong brew, and digest my emotions. Its windows overflow with sunlight and my own personal memories. Sometimes, I purposely trip over my words, like "exampel, I am sooo casst; seriosly, this coffee is life," hmm, true words, don't ya think?

Mt. Joy & Goose Coming To Kohl Center On September 17