Greetings and Salutations...
My name's Ingrid Elizabeth, but you may call me Amazing Grace...I rope and ride the highways all over this godforsaken country in search of entropy, dashboard ornaments, and the perfect chai soy latte. I've also been known to shamelessly croon at the moon with my songwriting sweetheart, Coyote Joe, while fingering the curviest long-necked brunette in the land -- a four-stringed heffer named Bessie. Together, we are troubadors cavorting under the name COYOTE GRACE.
Former notorious affiliations include the Suavest Stringband in the Land, CAPTAIN GRAVEL, as well as the feminist-owned and run sex shoppe, BABELAND. While docked in the Great Northwest, I was also the ringleader of a queer heathen Vaudeville revue called "THE AMAZING GRACE REVIVAL: A Night of Gay Oddities and Odd Gaieties". I fancy myself a multi-media artist--stirring up a concoction of folk music, burlesque, spoken word, vegetarian cooking, nature/food/pervy photography, afrobellyhippiehop dance, with a touch of "strike a pose" vogue-ing for money...all for your entertainment. Basically, if there had been a spotlight in the operating room, it would've been pointed at my mom's cooch. I was born to be on stage.
Off stage, I am just a soul-singin, dildo-slingin, fruit-pickin, knife-lickin, shot-snappin, booty-shakin, love-makin, copper curls, boots-n-pearls downhome Dirty Ole Femme trapped in a young vixen body (it's tough, i know). I have a serious weakness for soft bread, sweet treats, vintage nighties, soy in all its glorious forms, funky hats, ketchup, and boylike things of the XX variety.
Stay tuned for more adventures from the Yummiest Firebush west of the mighty Mississippi...
