I have always thought of the strip club scene as part of the underbelly of a city. The underbelly where all the creative, off kilter, devious, scandalous people congregate. I have always had a bit of a fascination with the secrecy vibes of the underbelly scene. Yes, the strip club is perhaps close by other... Continue Reading →
Back in the early 2000s when I was dancing, the topic of self-care hadn’t exploded yet. Things like mani/pedis, and massages were around, of course, but there wasn't the proliferation of self-care blogs and businesses like there is now. My version of self-care back then was to go tanning (eek, I know) and to get... Continue Reading →
Ok. Ok. Ok. I've been working on pulling myself out of this hazy, unfocused state of mind (yes, some due to marijuana ingestion, of course) that I've been in for the last six weeks or so. A large part of it was the election, and then post-election anxiety and battling dread. I wish I had... Continue Reading →
Lately I've been having a lot of fun sprucing up my wardrobe, finding unique and colorful prints to add to my closet. Which got me to thinking about the first couple of years after dancing when I only wore black, gray or designs with those two colors. Straight up- I might as well have been... Continue Reading →
With the pandemic interrupting our normal lives, one kind of business that is really struggling is one that "normal" person might not think of- the strip club. What is the future of strip club dancing? Although there are a lot of horny bastards that I'm sure would disagree, strip clubs are not 'essential businesses' and... Continue Reading →
Hey girl, I've been keeping an eye on my Twitter feed, and dancers and sex workers are freaking out. Understandably. Everything has come to a halt, and your money has dried up. What I'm also seeing, which I don't agree with AT ALL are so many girls saying things like, "I'm totally unemployable, I can't... Continue Reading →
Hey girl, Back when I was a baby stripper, about six months into my stripping journey, I started doing a couple of day shifts. Y'all know how day shift and night shift are two very different beasts. Y'all know. Well, I got along great with the 5-7 other girls that were usually working alongside me.... Continue Reading →
Hey girl, For this post, I am thinking about how long it’s been since I stopped dancing. It’s been fucking 8 years. Holy shit. I remember how nerve racking it was initially, when I was transitioning from that lifestyle to a “normal” one. It felt like everyone could tell I just got off the pole.... Continue Reading →
Hey girl, I'm still shaking off the remnants of the dream I had- there's this neighborhood in the city I grew up in, that I frequently dream about. It's a rough street, but in my dream, I was dropping off a sofa to the local drug king pin and I wasn't one bit nervous. Plus,... Continue Reading →
