Weigh-In #3
Quick! Striptease or Showgirls? Continue reading Weigh-In #3
Quick! Striptease or Showgirls? Continue reading Weigh-In #3
“https://thesouthernstrip.com/ is a frank, adult blog charting the adventures of a lesbian stripper. Her blog is warm and well written; I’d be surprised if it doesn’t become a book one day.“ A wonderful compliment from a fellow blogger, Cassie Being Cassie…I’m so grateful for the recognition and kudos to Cassie as well for sharing her personal … Continue reading Courageous Blogger – “Lemme at ’em, lemme at ’em!”
My one and only hairdresser moved. Seems ridiculous, right? It’s not if you know me. I don’t let anyone touch my hair. I had a horrendous hair cutting experience when I was a teen and ever since, I’m wary of overzealous hair ‘artists’ and their scissors. Most importantly, though, hair is extremely important to … Continue reading “Life is an endless struggle full of frustrations and challenges, but eventually you find a hair stylist you like.” Anonymous
Disclaimer: The fact that I’m weird was well-established a long time ago on this blog, so don’t you dare pop an eyebrow at me after reading this entry. So, in contemplation of my next entry, I’ve been taking a few trips down memory lane (way, waay down) and I have been remiss in sharing some core … Continue reading The World is a (Sound) Stage
So, I felt it only appropriate to offer my two cents in on…you guessed it: the Chik-Fil-A fiasco. And is there a better day than their adopted ‘Appreciation Day’? I know, I thought so too. I have fond memories of Chik-Fil-A. My most memorable experience was back in college. It was New Year‘s Eve. I … Continue reading Eet. Lez. Chikn.
You may remember the below scenario from my contribution for the TMI Award. I’m sharing it again because, well, it happen right around this time during my stint at this particular lesbian bar. But allow me to elaborate… Tampa, me, drunk…insert cute bartender, Gwen – cute, with long black hair and the knowledge of every popular … Continue reading Quid Pro Hoe
So, you know that character on Family Guy who seems overly hyper and sex-driven? That’s the only character that comes to mind when I think of this girl – one of my dance group members. While one could say she was just bubbly and happy, I always got the feeling that perhaps she was a … Continue reading Giggity.
There is nothing more thrilling than feeling like a star. Even if it is just for the night. We left the club on a high – ready for more, ready to make a profit. We had two months to prepare. At first, everyone was on board until the date was changed. They wanted us to … Continue reading To Wong Foo, Thanks for Nothing
I started with my dance classmates. Some of them were young, still living with parents – or at least highly dependent on Mom and Dad – so the chances that they’d be interested in performing for peanuts was very high. I also enlisted the help of a couple of friends who had some dancing chops. … Continue reading AND?
Several days later, I was still alive and my hand hadn’t turned black, rotted and fallen off – so I felt a bit better. In betwixt all of my shenanigans, mostly just being a pissy stripper, I was still dancing with a small local company. It just always made me feel good to come full … Continue reading Break Up to Make Up