Still, this hot taste for power would unleash storms reeling out of control, as Lords slowly realized she truly held power over nothing: "Then I fell apart. A stripper named Raven who found me in my dressing room felt sorry for me and took me home to crash on her couch. When I woke up the next morning I was a basket case. I didn't know what I was going to do. I was strung out. Broke. Unemployed."

Lords went from a centerfold spread in Penthouse to the stage, appearing in countless adult videos, becoming the 'centerfold' of every lonely man's fantasies. She was a star, certainly, but a star who was buried in dark and musty secret mirrors of sorrow. Her fast track encouraged her to developed a prediliction for cocaine, and sexual addiction consumed her. Day by day, breath by breath, Lords was dying -- and she knew it: At the tender age of 18, Lords made a decision to save herself, and she left the lucrative adult video scene to embark on a legitimate acting career that is still going strong today.

Underneath It All is a gutsy book that pulls no punches -- honest, straight-forward and blunt, it reveals the soul behind the skin as we come face-to-face with the demons that drive women to strip for crowds and fuck in front of cameras for a fee. Traci Lords made it out of that world and saved herself. But just how many others don't? Her story forces us to ask the questions.

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