In the Personals, a Pop Seductress Finds Love

I’m a hooker . . . I’m a blue movie . . . I’m a slut.

--from Berlin’s “Sex (I’m a . . .)”

Ask Terri Nunn what she is today, and she happily will tell you: “I’m a chiropractor’s wife.”

The settling-down of the former pop seductress dates to 1991, when she found herself alone in Minneapolis, recording a solo album. “I had nobody,” recalls Nunn, who says she had a hard time being taken as a real person apart from her sexually charged musical persona. “I hadn’t had a date in a long time.”

So she picked up a magazine for singles and answered an ad placed by a chiropractor from North Carolina. They began talking regularly over long-distance phone lines.

Nunn says she already had fallen for Mark Jarmel by the time she got around to telling him what she had held back: her real name and occupation.

She says her love only deepened when he responded emphatically that he was looking for a serious, committed relationship, and if this was just some celebrity’s idea of an offbeat fling, he wanted no part of it. They were married two years ago.