Assuming she sat down one day and wrote a scathing recollection a la Shirley MacLaine‘s daughter, Sachi Parker.
I bandied this around on Facebook yesterday, and my pals came up with some real goodies:
Live To Tell All
La Isla Ain’t Bonita
What It Feels Like For a Daughter
This Didn’t Used To Be My Playground
But I’ve got a few hot suggestions of my own:
Mama Don’t Preach
Like a Parent
Where’s The Potty?
Kabbalah My House
Madge of Honor
Any other bright ideas, folks? Make it sale-able.