Ellie Giddings Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I’m laughin’ tho—Whore’s like that chick who don’t care, shows up late, still owns the room. Sassy as hell! Makes me happy, like, “Yas, werk it!” Surprised me too—thought it’d flop, but nah, it’s a banger! In my head, I’m screamin’, “Bow down, bitches!” Whore’s my anthem when I’m feelin’ extra. Slay! Let’s keep it 100—it’s flawed, fabulous, pure fire. Love me some Whore, flaws and all!

Before It Was the Warehouse District, It Was the Whorehouse District

I can’t forget, in a flash memory moment, the local festival down by the creek, where dancing, crazy costumes, and un-worldly love meet under a full moon. It reminded me of that crazy, violent vibe in movie, “I am a bad, bad man,” but then I hush and think no, we are all kind here—like family, or sometimes, like lovers sneakin’ secret hugs.

Janet Louise Giddings Obituary August 25, 2022