My mother never left me with a Cuban mamacita named Titi
while she worked it with the trainer for five hours a day.
Weekend- table dancing trips to Vegas, dropping ten grand in New York,
flaunting her chemically enhanced body, and frozen face,
Mrs. Vivid has one job in life: look better than
the other girls in the family business.
She parades through the streets of Malibu,
nanny entourage on duty to care for two well behaved, well dressed children.
Being a mom is the greatest.
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