When I was four-years-old, my mom took me to my first movie. I still remember the excitement of having the huge screen in front of me, sitting next to my mom, older sister and brother, with my popcorn and soda. I waited with anticipation for the movie to start, and before I knew it Dolly Parton was up there, larger than life in The Best Little Whore House In Texas. Ok, so it was a questionable choice of movie for a toddler. By today’s standards, she probably would have been all over social media with hashtags like #LittlestShameHouse or something ridiculous. Luckily in 1982 there was no social media, and there were also fewer movie choices of which to take your kids. But if I’m completely honest, I have no recollection of being affected by the sex scenes in that movie. I don’t know if my mom covered my eyes or took me to the bathroom at those parts. I do, however, have a deep, emotional memory of how much I loved watching the dancing, and hearing Dolly sing “I Will Always Lo
When I was four-years-old, my mom took me to my first movie. I still remember the excitement of having the huge screen in front of me, sitting next to my mom, older sister and brother, with my popcorn and soda. I waited with anticipation for the movie to start, and before I knew it Dolly Parton was up there, larger than life in The Best Little Whore House In Texas. Ok, so it was a questionable choice of movie for a toddler. By today’s standards, she probably would have been all over social media with hashtags like #LittlestShameHouse or something ridiculous. Luckily in 1982 there was no social media, and there were also fewer movie choices of which to take your kids. But if I’m completely honest, I have no recollection of being affected by the sex scenes in that movie. I don’t know if my mom covered my eyes or took me to the bathroom at those parts. I do, however, have a deep, emotional memory of how much I loved watching the dancing, and hearing Dolly sing “I Will Always Lo