How Prince Set Fire to My Catholic Girlhood
…ir, and in his “draws,” as the old folks would say. My sisters and I loved Prince because he was free: sexually liberated, not afraid to touch his body—or anyone else’s for that matter. Prince sang about God too. For repressed Catholic girls, Prince was like dynamite. He woke something up in us that has not gone out since. Later my mother would relent and allow me to take my sister to a Prince concert, the one where he brought a whole bed on stage…
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