I’ve seen several photos of Phoebe Price in the past and I could never figure out who she was. I mean I never really cared. Lately, she’s been haunting my dreams. Her cheek implants, neon hair and pulled face make her hard to resist. Her IMDB page brings up nothing special. I mean she’s playing a “stripper” in a movie called “Lost in “Transit: The Junkyard Willie Movie.” She’s not exactly a-list or even c-list. She’s always at all kinds of parties. I don’t understand.
She looks like a Rainbrow Bright who got old, moved to the projects, hooked to make ends meet, got a heroin problem, cleaned up and is now performing nightly at a truck stop casino outside of Laughlin, Nevada.
I do love her though.