That Was Then, This Is Now: My Torrid Love Affair With Prince...
This was Prince when I was first introduced to him: This was me then: My older sister Monique had come home with her school book covered with his angelic, amorphous face that was neither male nor female, safe nor dangerous, innocent nor jaded, just beautiful and wholly desirable and powerful enough to create sensations within my mind and body that my life’s experience had not yet prepared me for. That was the beginning of what would become a lifelong obsession and quest that has yet to be resolved or figured out. In junior high with my rebellion against my parents and God burning at its hottest, I tried to run away from the suffocation of rules and rules and more rules to Minneapolis to become a Prince girl. I hadn’t quite figured out what...
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