A Word…

...problem - for strippers. Very few people believe that there is an abundance of intelligence in the world of exotic performance.  I've brought it up before, but I now feel the need to elaborate on what I've aptly termed, 'Stripper Calculus.' Let's take a look, shall we? LIMITS OF FUNCTIONS AS X APPROACHES A CONSTANT…

PFFFFFFT!

When you finally get that elusive first dance of the night...

My First Blog Award

Thank you Sensi Boutique  for presenting me with the TMI Award! The TMI Blog Award honors those blogs that discuss everything in detail and do it well. These bloggers aren’t afraid to discuss their most awkward, embarrassing and intimate experiences with honesty, humor and little to no filter. Here are the rules Thank the person who…

“The Stripper Myth” – Chris Rock

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AmGcS-1PcKw

To My Deluded...and her $200,000 student loan debt.

Oh, The Horror…

Remember what it felt like to get off of a carnival ride with questionable safety regulations -- your legs feel like jelly, the sky is spinning and watching people having fun makes you want to puke...very similar to my current dilemma.  It was blistering hot, even that early in the morning.  The air even smelled weird.  My car sat…

The Morning After

Let me remind you: I was completely, helplessly immobile yet undeniably aware of what was going on around me.  It reminds me of the movie 'Awake' where the guy is getting open heart surgery and is supposed to be anesthetized, but is actually still conscious.  He could also feel everything, as did I.  Thank goodness…

It Happened One Night

Yes, I know.  It's been awhile.  Two major events currently: my first show premiere-red carpet and everything!  And two: I have a new girlfriend.  And let me tell you: she's hot.  I went against one of my earlier rules but at least she's not a stripper, a former stripper, doesn't dress like a stripper and…

The Road Less Traveled

This was my first accident.  I didn't know what to do...except get out of the road.  And quickly.  But I couldn't just leave the car here, right?  Wasn't that illegal?  A form of littering?  I had to figure out how to take this immobile hunk of metal with me.  My irrational mind was in overdrive. …

This Wasn’t Part of the Plan

I had no job. Stripping isn't a job...it's an activity with the chance of random prosperity.  A job has a set schedule and routine that is required to receive a paycheck.  A paycheck is a form of payment for services rendered.  Out of that paycheck taxes are paid to the country in which one resides…

This Just In…

Once back in Orlando, I was eager for September 12 to arrive.  I had a great time in New York, but I was ready for my career at Snizney to start.  A fellow dancer from the dance company back in Gainesville was already working for them and loving it.  But in the meantime, bills still needed to be…