Darlin Denton

Living artist, historian & modern-day pinup.

Trauma healer & author.

Retired: military spouse, cosmetologist , fashion week judge.

“They groomed me to be the good girl. I became the pinup who burns scripts instead of following them.”

Who I Am

I was raised to be silent, trained to play roles, and conditioned to obey. But survival runs in my blood: witches who wouldn’t burn, warriors who wouldn’t bow, women who wouldn’t disappear. I carry them still, only now the torch burns brighter, with lipstick and a fire of my own.

Pinup became my rebellion. Not just beauty, but defiance. It was built to break molds, take back the gaze, and turn shame into celebration.

For me, it’s survival and a reminder that every person has the right to be fully seen and fully heard.

My Role In The Good Girls Universe

I’ve lived contradictions: clergy and kink, fashion and fallout, service and survival. I know how control hides inside kindness, how belief can become a leash, and how hard it is to find your voice once it’s been buried.

On our podcast, I speak for anyone who’s felt silenced.

If my voice sparks yours, it was worth it.

Remember to be good, but not too good!

What I Actually Do

I help people see the cages they didn’t know they were in:
rules, scripts, expectations, standards. The things that convince you you’re only lovable if you obey.

Pinup is how I show resistance. Podcasting is how I give it words.
Writing is how I keep the record. Living out loud is how I pass it on.

I know what it’s like to lose your voice inside someone else’s story and what it feels like to take it back.
That’s who I am now: proof that silence isn’t the ending, and reclaiming your voice is always the beginning.

How I Got Here

I didn’t get here through textbooks. I got here by living it: 25 years in the beauty industry, leadership in a church that silenced truth, a marriage stretched through deployments, and a body shaped by loss and survival.

I’ve judged runways, sat in pulpits, raised sons, traveled the world, and rebuilt myself after betrayal. And through it all, I carried the fire of my ancestors: witches, warriors, women who refused to vanish. Their flame is mine now.

Now, whether I’m in heels, hiking boots, or behind the mic with Pet Siren, I carry one truth:

“The silence they gave me almost killed me. The voice I reclaimed saved my life.”

What I Write

Here's a snippet of one of my writings. For the full story and to read more of my published work, follow below.

What They Don't Expect To Find In The Woods (excerpt)

We didn't ask permission. We didn't wait for a man to say it was safe. We just looked at each other and said, "let's go."

Siren (my best friend) and I were fired up before we even hit the road. We knew we could do it. We knew we didn't need anyone's help. And the moment we made the call, something lit inside us. That kind of fire that says

"You don't need saving. You just need the keys."

-Darlin Denton