Since my mastectomy I have no shame. I’m even willing and anxious to lift my shirt and show my naked missing booby to strangers!

So here’s what happened at the “Cancer Repair Store”… I gave part of the story today on my Dear Venus radio show #303. What I left OUT was the people who host the store. 

What a wonderful marvelous intriguing bunch of women!

The owner is maybe 70 and her hair is in stripes around her head of various shades of orange and yellow, a riot of colors just like herself.

Her old husband dresses like a woman in long swinging multi-color skirts and vivid top with beads, ruffles and jewels. He wears high heels and more beads and butterflies in his hair and has a man’s voice!

It’s been whispered to me that the husband IS a man who physically and voluntarily demanded and surrendered his balls to the knife at some point back in time!

I had a wonderful experience with them and marvel that my oncologist and medicare sent and paid for me to go to this place where I now get 3 beautiful bras a year!! For Free!!

It was the most unusual and unexpected prescription from a place run strictly by rigid rules and conservative invasive medicine!!