Club Hubba Hubba, Hotel St. Honolulu
When I was little, riding in the back, we often passed a neon sign of a woman lounging in a giant champagne glass. When I was VERY little, her leg even kicked through the magic of neon.
My secret was that I wanted to grow up to BE that woman!
You can read about my adventures in "Show Business" in my semi-autobiographical novel "Aloha Where You Like Go? Driving from Survival to Satisfaction in a Honolulu Taxi"
The book cover at the top right corner of this blog, is a link to the Kindle Ebook version! Read it on the beach. Warmly, Your Painted Lady - cloudia
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