Victoria Solorzano
At five I sang into anything that resembled a microphone
At fifteen I discovered my penchance for off-color jokes
At eighteen I was Born Secular
At twenty-two I learned to sell it
Now I do it all in heels
At five I sang into anything that resembled a microphone
At fifteen I discovered my penchance for off-color jokes
At eighteen I was Born Secular
At twenty-two I learned to sell it
Now I do it all in heels