
As the longtime lead singer of Poison, a band that came to be in the ’80s seemingly composed of equal parts attitude and hairspray, Bret Michaels has probably seen and experienced levels of sexual debauchery that none of us could even fathom. So it’s not surprising that the 46-year-old has soldiered through three seasons of the VH1 Rock of Love franchise sporting the same bemused attitude about the antics of the dipsomaniacal gaggle of chicks fighting over him as Mrs. Garrett had while minding her charges in The Facts of Life. And even though Michaels might have swapped some major spit with his ROL potential mates, all the truly dirty deeds culled from his life spent in and out of spandex can be found within the pages of his brand-new memoir, Bret Michaels: Roses & Thorns.
Here’s a small snippet of the interview:
ELLE: Do you recall the moment you realized you were a sexual being?
BRET MICHAELS: Vividly. I was digging through my father’s drawer, when I found a thicker magazine than usual: the Women of the Office edition of Playboy—you know, that whole hot, sexy miniskirt but she’s got the glasses on thing. I assumed this was what every girl who worked in an office looked like and did. I thought, No wonder my dad likes going to work.
You can read the entire interview right here:









