Tammy “Triple-E” LeClair began life like most Alabama girls: in a port city with big dreams and even bigger hair. She took a vow early—not of silence but of service—and became a chaplain aboard a naval vessel full of seamen. For decades she gave sermons in the stern and counsel in the bow, before realizing that her pension would barely buy enough Vienna sausages to last a season.

At age 65, Tammy reinvented herself. Her first foray into the modern economy was on an OF page, where her subscriber base of “men who miss mess hall duty” skyrocketed. The income propelled her to the legendary Clairmont Lounge in Atlanta, the only strip club where the marquee reads: “I saw your mom at the Clairmont Lounge.”

Pillow Sins scouts first laid eyes on Tammy while she was attempting her signature feat: smushing not one, not two, but three unopened cans of Natty Ice beneath the mighty force of her Triple E chest. The crowd roared, the cans cracked, and the Sins team knew they had their next cover model.

From Navy hymns to neon lights, Tammy has proven that late bloomers sometimes flower brightest—especially under the disco ball.

Atlanta’s Clermont Lounge has been shaking since the 1960s, making it the city’s oldest strip club and one of its most eccentric. Tucked in the basement of the historic Hotel Clermont on Ponce de Leon, it’s a cash-only joint where the jukebox does the DJing and performers are proudly 50-plus. Beloved by locals, celebrities, and dive-bar pilgrims alike, the Clermont has survived decades of closure attempts and come out stronger, earning its cult status as Atlanta’s most iconic after-hours institution.

Clermont Lounge – Wikipedia