The Pickens Twins

The Pickens Twins — cover

Profile

  • Stage Names:
  • Left: Jolene “Jawbreaker” Pickens
  • Right: Darlene “Day-Old Donut” Pickens
  • Ages: 62 and 60 years young (shot back in ‘83, just after the mill shut down but before the fairgrounds fire)
  • Born: Consecutive summers, 1961 and 1963
  • Birthplace: Hogsnout, Arkansas (population 411, if you count the busted stoplight as a resident)
  • Professions: Pillow Sins models, meth-lab starlets, stock-option “liquidators,” part-time wet T-shirt contest referees
  • Years Active: 1980–1992 (one long twelve-year bender, paused briefly during the great raccoon raid of ‘87)
  • Sexuality: “Straight, unless there’s beer pong and Dolly Parton karaoke involved”

Details

  • Jolene (Left Sister):
  • Hair: Coal-black, cut sharp enough to double as a shiv
  • Eyes: Hazel with the flicker of a Zippo lighter
  • Height: 5’9″
  • Weight: 127 lbs (or four feed sacks of hog chow)
  • Measurements: 36-22-35
  • Bra/Cup: 34C (stands for “Cash Only”)
  • “Curtains”: “Trimmed like a corn maze—get lost if you dare”
  • Darlene (Right Sister):
  • Hair: Copper-red, curls like telephone wires after a storm
  • Eyes: Blue, washed out by too many nights in neon
  • Height: 5’7″
  • Weight: 121 lbs (roughly equivalent to two chainsaws and a ham hock)
  • Measurements: 35-24-36
  • Bra/Cup: 34B (“B” is for “Bail money”)
  • “Curtains”: “Natural, tangled like kudzu on a fencepost”

The Pickens sisters—better known in Pillow Sins lore as the “Sister Twister”—were the type of gals who learned early that life in Hogsnout didn’t hand out favors. Their daddy ran a goat feed operation out of the old skating rink, their mama stirred beakers in a shed out back that the sheriff kept “forgetting” to raid, and both girls figured the only way out was either Nashville… or the pages of a satin-drenched magazine.

They cut their teeth working as “meth lab starlets”—posing with glassware, cigarette smoke, and the occasional raccoon in a Folgers can. By the time Pillow Sins rolled into town looking for “authentic country girls,” Jolene and Darlene already had the act perfected: a smile sharp enough to pick a lock, and a hip swivel that could strip the gold trim off a Camaro.

Their greatest hustle, however, wasn’t in the sheets—it was in stock options. Somehow these two dirt-road angels figured out how to con three traveling insurance adjusters, two plant foremen, and one confused weatherman into signing over their portfolios. Within six months, the sisters were the proud owners of 48 shares of Radio Shack, 112 in Enron, and half a Dairy Queen franchise (they lost that one in a dice game).

As the Sister Twister, they headlined Pillow Sins Vol. 12, remembered for the tagline:
“These sisters don’t just turn heads—they turn profit margins.”

Today, Jolene allegedly lives “off-grid” in a trailer with more satellite dishes than walls, while Darlene works part-time at a pawn shop trading “vintage lingerie” for weed eaters. They still reunite once a year in Hot Springs to toast to their glory days and swap stories about the men they left behind—mostly broke and very confused.