I Am. . .

Beyonce has a new album out. I love the "If I Were a Boy" song and am endlessly searching for it on the radio when we are in the car. The name of her album is I Am. . . Sasha Fierce. She has created an alternate personality by the name of Sasha Fierce who is the performer, the sexy side of her, the one who takes the risks and wears leotards in her music videos. I am not sure if she is the same person who wears white bathing suits with gold jewelry in the South of France or if that is Beyonce herself, but regardless she is a force to be reckoned with.

I am thinking of adopting a new moniker of my own. Forget Bean, I want something powerful, something kick ass, an alter ego that is assertive, outgoing and not afraid to talk to other moms. I was thinking something like Rouge Firecrotch.

Apparently men love the color red, and find women more attractive when they are wearing it. Step one would be to fill my closet with all things red and go from there. Now, Firecrotch might be misleading. I am for one thing, not a red head, not Lindsay Lohan and not suffering from a scorching case of herpes. I chose it because it represents female power and when it burns down there you know there is trouble coming. I also think that this could very easily translate into a superpower name, next years Halloween costume or my new porn name. Either way it is representation of the other me, the strong, powerful, risk taker lurking beneath acne prone skin and a belly pooch. I think I am going to start referring to myself in the third person as Rouge Firecrotch a la Suede from this seasons Project Runway.

I would love to hear some of your own alter ego names. Seriously, it won't kill you to make something up and post it in the comments section. . .