Tracey Olkus: The Latest Vixen


Text by Tracey Olkus, Copyright 2024

Photography and Set Design: Tony Ward, Copyright 2024

Styling and Creative Direction: KVaughn

Lighting Assistant: Anthony Colagreco




I have had the honor of working with Tony Ward only a few times over the last couple decades-most recently with Ellen Tiberino for The Vixen Series. So when Tony asked if I would be a part of this project, I thought he meant behind the scenes doing hair and makeup.  I was shocked when I realized that he wanted to photograph ME.  I’m never in front of the camera. I don’t even take selfies.
I love creating Vixens and encouraging Vixens,  but I had never thought of myself as a Vixen. I think of a Vixen as a woman who breaks from tradition, supersedes expectations and takes control of her destiny. She exudes confidence and sexuality.  She IS fire!  Well, part of that is definitely me.  I have been an entrepreneur most of my life. I have never had the patience to wait around for things to happen.  I have been told that I’m outspoken. And I only know how to do things in my own weird ways. I’m a sexual being through and through but I have never considered myself to be sexy.  When I told Tony this, he assured me that I was in good hands. And THAT I believed. I stepped out of my comfort zone and let him take the lead.  And it was a wild ride!
Portrait of hair stylist Tracey Olkus wearing black sheer dress on night out in Paris
Tracey Olkus. The Vixens Series. Photo: Tony Ward, Copyright 2024



For almost two decades, Tracey Olkus  has been transforming faces and elevating styles from her private studio in Philadelphia. Specializing in everything from everyday glam to commercial shoots to TV and film. 

Tracey’s artistic interests extend beyond the chair. With a passion for costuming, she crafts bespoke headdress designs available through commissioned works.  
As the curator of The Performance Salon, Tracey provides a platform for emerging and established artists to showcase their talents in an intimate setting. From musicians, to thespians, writers to chefs, The Performance Salon has become a hub for artistic expression with performances that leave audiences mesmerized.
But Tracey’s interests go beyond her professional pursuits . A dedicated patron of the arts and the finer things in life, she enjoys hosting extravagant dinner parties and whimsical camping trips…often simultaneously.
When it is time to escape, Tracey can be found exploring the world, talking to strangers, and collecting stories from every corner of the globe. And along the way, she is most happy to have has amassed an eclectic collection of friends that share her passion for the extraordinary.

Kitchie Ohh: My Job is To Help

Kitchie Ohh photographed for Tony Ward's Vixen's series wearing KVaughn ALUMINUM WRAP DRESS
Kitchie Ohh. The Vixens Series. Photo: Tony Ward, Copyright 2024

Text by Kitchie Ohh, Copyright 2024

Photography by Tony Ward, Copyright 2024

Styling by KVaughn for The Vixens Series

If you’ve had any number of jobs in your life, they probably weren’t all great. Maybe the job wasn’t satisfying, didn’t pay well, had terrible coworkers, or an even worse boss. It happens. More often than not, people take a job out of necessity. They work multiple jobs to make ends meet. They put up with a LOT of unnecessary stress and dysfunction just to afford to live. I know all of this all too well. 

I’ve been working in the nonprofit space for all but one year of my career. I’m mission driven. Working for a cause helps make all of the office drama, the headaches and stress worth it. Until even that can’t balance the scales. I firmly believe people don’t leave jobs, they leave situations and people. 

I began my previous job, as a food bank fundraiser, in the Autumn of 2019. It seemed so perfectly suited for me. I was really feeling like I found my place. I had just a few months in when the world shut down for the pandemic. As an essential service, we remained open, figuring out daily how we would operate amid ever-changing precautions. If that wasn’t stressful enough, we soon experienced a huge shift in leadership. Suddenly the amazing team we had built came crumbling down. New faces, new rules, resignations, terminations, a general sense of unease and mistrust. My perfect role was turning into a nightmare. I no longer had a designated space to work in the office, it was assigned to someone else, but I was still required to be there several days a week, finding whatever space was available. Soon, I was accused of not meeting the expectations of the job. Those expectations turned out to not even officially be related to my role with the organization. Yet, I was being reprimanded for failing to perform and told to start making them my responsibility if I wanted to remain on the payroll.  I began the job search that day. It wasn’t easy. 

In the midst of the job related stress, I had an emergency home repair that came with a giant price tag and also forced me out of my home with just a few hours notice. I had to pack myself up to live at the closest dog-friendly hotel for an as yet undetermined amount of time. Living and working from a standard room at the Red Roof Inn with a giant, nervous about everything dog was not a good time. It was even less of a good time being told unsympathetically, that regardless of what was happening, I still needed to be present at work. 

In a shocking case of the Universe can be a real bitch sometimes, in between all of that, I lost my aunt quite suddenly. I did get to tell her goodbye, but it wasn’t enough time and it certainly wasn’t fair.  As I sat with her, she rubbed my back and told me how proud she was of me for choosing the line of work I did. For making it my job to help people. It seemed a strange turn of phrase when she followed that up with, “you know what you have to do, you do, you can. Keep fighting. I love you.”  Shortly after she passed, I had a very vivid dream about her. I was also having a rougher than usual day at work despite it being a “from home” day, and was talking to my sister to vent my frustration. Mentioning my dream, I was met with an “OMG ME TOO!!”  We took a few minutes to laugh about it, recalling funny things about her and her way of being the unofficial boss of the family, while pondering what she was trying to say. I was feeling a little lighter so I dove back into work. 

As I took my lunch break, I was hopefully checking my email to see if any of the job applications I completed had gotten responses. Instead, I found a notification about a position I might be interested in. I clicked. I read. It sounded perfect. And coincidentally  the cause had a direct connection to my lovely, bossy, missed dearly aunt. The aunt I dreamed of, the one whose last words to me were cryptic then, but made total sense now. Shaking I relayed all of this to my sister. Who told me if I didn’t apply right fucking now, I was insane. 

Over the next few weeks, I had a series of emails, phone calls, and in-person interviews. Every single one felt right. It went so fast. I was terrified, but I accepted an offer and tendered my resignation on the same day. Two weeks and three days later, I was sitting in my own office. Not a shared workspace that I could use only if no one else was. My name was on the door, still is. 

I have grown so much in the last two-ish years touched on in all of the above, personally and professionally. I now know what that fighting and knowing what I had to do statement was all about. I have shown not only my new colleagues, but myself, what I’m capable of; that I DO actually know what I’m doing. I’ve fought for what is right and best practice to achieve the organizational goals. I’ve gained responsibility for many things, including the oversight of a whole team, and more coming. I’m co-leading a project that has been a long time coming and will be transformative.  And most importantly, I feel heard, respected and trusted. 

Just this week, my first annual review was filed. In my over two decades of work, I have gone through this process more times than I wanted to. This was the first time I was left speechless. I am honestly still processing some of the things that were said. Not because they were terrible, but because they were so positive and appreciative I didn’t know how to respond. Thanks? You’re welcome? SHUT UP!!! All of those and more ran through my head, and probably were said. It was more than the number crunch of ratings for ‘core values’ and accomplishments for the year. It was the way that someone – my boss – took the time to run through all of it but also relay to me that everything I have done since joining the team has pushed us in the right direction. That the way I am able to take every single thing that’s been thrown at me and somehow make it happen, is astounding. The way that if my name is brought up in a room where I am not present, only good things are said. The ability I have to remain calm while navigating outdated processes and simultaneously improving them is a superpower; and helped us exceed goals. 

Everything has lead up to this moment. I am who I am because of every day before this one, everyone I’ve encountered and every lesson learned. I don’t know how the future is going to play out, but I’ll keep fighting for what I know has to be done, because I can. I got this, thanks Aunt Bet.

Nefertari Williams: Facts Are Facts

Artwork Generated by DALL.E 2024

Unlike with my National Geographic magazines that I loved as a kid or my set of weird smelling encyclopedias that I enjoyed leafing through from beginning to end, If you don’t search a certain flow of topics you won’t get particular groups of information. 

Most people don’t have access to an abundance of information. This access is becoming even more limited as some books are being banned. This access excited me as a kid as I learned useless facts (well not so useless I was my high school jeopardy champ).  I craved information so I would ask questions. I became disgruntled when an older person would say to me “now you are asking the right questions” instead of just answering me. I always thought they had the answers but they wanted me to do the work to get the answers myself. I later realized that perspective isn’t always black and white and for a child at that age I asked particularly unique questions and they really may not have known the answers. 
With the invention of the internet I became enamored by search engines. I am also thankful that my teachers and mentors taught me the valuable gift of asking the right questions. I believe this will be what divides or unites us as people ( as opposed to skin color). With so much information available at a simple touch it will be hard to narrow down a topic without the art of knowing what questions to ask. 
Information and facts are also not as black and white as they were in simpler days like before the internet. Facts were confirmed through third party perspective and most of us would accept that as truth. Easy right?!
Today, you can be challenged for saying something as simple as the dog barks. Someone might ask something like – does it or is that what they want you to think? What?? These are facts that we know. A dog makes a sound and we have called that sound a bark. So a dog barks. That is now a fact. Right? Well what if I want to call the sound that a dog makes, a meow. And what if I can get half of the country to say that the sound a dog makes is a meow. Now your fact is no longer a fact because you no longer have third party perspective. 
Or another example may be the statement black is a color and white is a color. Someone may say – no black is my race I am black. Then someone else may argue – but your skin is not the color black so how do you identify that way? The response may be I don’t know my country says if I have one drop of black blood I am black. How do you have black blood? Well my mom says my dad is African American and white. So he’s white- no but people from South Africa and Northeastern Africa are considered white. I know my skin is white but I am black. Ok ok I’m confused. We are All confused. 
Did I confuse you … good. That was my point.
But why would anyone want a nation to be confused?  
Is that how it works in life? Search engines are just awesome. I sometimes wish they would list popular or relevant searches for every moment of each day  but nope if it’s not already on your radar it will not appear in your news feed, your social media nor your search engines. You have to already know to know what to ask and we are so busy living life most of us don’t have time to sit and day dream or become critical thinkers of theories or disputed facts. Facts are facts period.
About The Author:  Nefertari Williams is a jewelry maker, activist for women with heart disease and the mother of five beautiful children.  She lives in Willingboro, New Jersey.  To access additional articles by Nefertari Williams link here:

Alex Foxe: On The Dangers of Breast Implants

Adult performer Alex Foxe in her living room
Photo by Alex Foxe,  Copyright 2024

Photography and Text by Alex Foxe.


On The Dangers of Breast Implants


From as early as I can remember, I’ve been fascinated with the idea of having breasts. Perhaps it was the playful coincidence of my last name rhyming with “tits,” or maybe it was growing up with older sisters who had already begun to wear bras, marking a rite of passage I longed to experience. My curiosity was further piqued when I stumbled upon a hidden Playboy magazine beneath my brother’s bed. The glossy images of confident, beautiful women captivated me, and I knew I wanted to embody that same allure.

Adult performer Alex Foxe wearing a teddy and black panties
Photo Courtesy of Alex Foxe. Copyright 2024

Embarking on independence at the young age of 16, the thought of breast augmentation was far from my mind. However, after settling into adulthood and saving money from countless double shifts at my first waitressing job, I secured a small loan and took the plunge. The transformation was instantaneously mesmerizing. Suddenly, shopping at Victoria’s Secret became a celebration of my new figure, no longer feeling out of place among the lingerie that seemed designed for women more endowed than my former self. My confidence soared, fueled by the attention and admiration from those around me. It felt like a new beginning, and even garnered the unintentional approval of Penthouse magazine, a testament to the quality of my augmentation.  

Adult performer Alex Foxe wearing a teddy and black panties
Photo courtesy of Alex Foxe. Copyright 2024
Adult performer Alex Foxe wearing a teddy and black panties
Photo courtesy of Alex Foxe. Copyright 2024

Yet, my journey took a turn when I encountered the realities of breast implant illness, a condition I endured unknowingly for years. Despite suffering from symptoms such as chronic fatigue, mysterious aches, and cognitive fog, it never occurred to me—or was suggested by any physician—that my implants could be the culprit. The situation escalated with my latest implants, leading to a series of health complications that made me question the cost of my physical transformation.

The discovery of silicone particles in my lymph nodes was a chilling revelation, highlighting the body’s unpredictable response to foreign materials. This experience shed light on the darker aspects of cosmetic enhancements, revealing the potential risks that accompany the pursuit of an idealized beauty. My story is not isolated but echoes the experiences of many women who face similar challenges, drawing attention to the need for a deeper understanding and caution when considering body modifications.

Adult performer Alex Foxe wearing a sexy dress and red heels.
Photo Courtesy of Alex Foxe. Copyright 2024

Through my ordeal, I’ve come to realize that beauty and health are not always compatible. The allure of achieving a certain aesthetic can obscure the inherent risks, leaving many to grapple with the consequences. My aim in sharing my story is to advocate for informed decisions and a more cautious approach to cosmetic surgery, urging others to weigh the allure against the potential impact on health.

As the conversation around breast implants evolves, my narrative and those of others serve as crucial reminders of the complexity of choice, the body’s unpredictable reactions, and the paramount importance of self-acceptance. In the end, my journey has been a powerful lesson in understanding that true beauty lies in embracing oneself, health and wellbeing above all else.

Adult performer Alex Foxe wearing a sexy dress and red heels.
Photo courtesy of Alex Foxe. Copyright 2024.


About The Author:

Alex Foxe is an adult and fetish films entertainer with a firm belief in artistic creativity and sexual freedom. When she’s not on set, she enjoys whipping up delicious meals, losing herself in all kinds of music, enjoying the perfect margarita, and cherishing moments with her loved ones and fur babies. 

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The History and Evolution of Louis Vuitton Brand

Louis Vuitton travel bag photographed on park bench in Paris by photographer Tony Ward
Louis Vuitton Travel bag. Photo: Tony Ward, Copyright 2024

The History and Evolution of Louis Vuitton


The Legendary Louis Vuitton Luggage Brand: From Humble Beginnings to Global Icon


In the world of luxury luggage, one name stands out as the epitome of craftsmanship, innovation, and timeless elegance: Louis Vuitton. From its humble beginnings in the mid-19th century to its present status as a globally renowned brand, Louis Vuitton has carved a remarkable path, becoming synonymous with the art of travel and a symbol of sophistication.

The Origins: A Visionary Trunk Maker

The story of Louis Vuitton begins in 1854 when a young man named Louis Vuitton, a skilled craftsman from the Jura region of France, founded his eponymous company in Paris. Vuitton’s vision was to create luggage that not only looked exquisite but also offered unparalleled durability and functionality.

It was during this era that travel was becoming increasingly popular among the elite, and Vuitton recognized the need for a new type of luggage that could withstand the rigors of long journeys. His innovative flat-topped trunks, crafted from lightweight yet sturdy materials, quickly gained a reputation for their exceptional quality and practicality, attracting a wealthy clientele.

Innovation and Expansion

As the demand for Vuitton’s creations grew, so did the brand’s ambitions. In 1858, Louis Vuitton introduced the revolutionary gray Trianon canvas, a durable and water-resistant material that would become a hallmark of the brand’s luggage. This innovation was followed by the iconic monogram canvas in 1896, which featured interlocked initials and floral designs, providing a distinctive and easily recognizable aesthetic.

Throughout the late 19th and early 20th centuries, Louis Vuitton expanded its offerings, introducing leather goods, accessories, and ready-to-wear collections. The brand also established a global presence, opening stores in major cities around the world and catering to the needs of an increasingly mobile and affluent clientele.

Preserving Tradition, Embracing Modernity

As Louis Vuitton entered the 21st century, it remained committed to preserving its rich heritage while embracing modernity. Under the guidance of Marc Jacobs, who served as the brand’s artistic director from 1997 to 2014, Louis Vuitton successfully bridged the gap between tradition and innovation, introducing contemporary designs and collaborations with renowned artists and architects.

Today, Louis Vuitton continues to push boundaries, blending its iconic monogram with cutting-edge designs and materials. The brand’s luggage and leather goods remain highly coveted, with each piece meticulously crafted by skilled artisans, ensuring the highest standards of quality and craftsmanship.

From the iconic trunks that revolutionized the luggage industry to the latest collections that blend heritage and innovation, Louis Vuitton has evolved into a true global luxury powerhouse. Its enduring success is a testament to its unwavering commitment to excellence, its ability to adapt to changing times, and its deep-rooted passion for the art of travel.

Historic photo of the very beginnings of the Louis Vuitton luggage company
Louis Vuitton Luggage Company, Paris