As some may know, today was the day known as Wing Bowl. Men compete over who can eat the most wings. They get a crew together to cheer for them, including sexy girls that are referred to as wingettes. Then they go to gent’s clubs. I don’t see the connection, honestly, between gorging oneself on [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Strip Club’
Wing Bowl
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Champagne, comics, Strip Club, stripper, X-men on February 6, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
The night before last (and rambling)
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged memories, Strip Club, stripper on January 31, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
1/29- (the night before last, at this point) I was reminded why I always, always, always work Friday night. (Because it may be very much worth my while.) Broke 300 at last and walked out with just enough to put my bill anxiety to rest for the month. 220 of the final amount was made [...]
Roughly a year’s worth of experience
Posted in stripper, tagged Clients, money, sex work, Strip Club, stripper on January 29, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Upon finally crashing into bed at 1:30 am, my brain kept going as usual and I nearly thought to drag myself to the lap top to write about something that I’d probably known all along but finally had the words to articulate it. For the first time, I’m beginning to think that perhaps I am [...]
Observations on a Saturday
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Champagne, Clients, lapdance, Mary Jane, modeling, Strip Club, X-men on January 3, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Yesterday 9:40 a.m. I had the unique luxury of having a camera in my face. It’s for work, like everything else I do of late. The man behind it made me feel comfortable enough to bring out more than “sweet Mary Jane”, whom the girls all say would be nun if she weren’t a dancer, [...]
Stripper/ Dancer annoyances
Posted in stripper, tagged Clients, lapdance, Strip Club, stripper, stripping on December 9, 2009 | 9 Comments »
-Losers that come into the club for a lapdance w/o underwear or boxers and thin-ass, nylon, shorts, so we slip on your hard-on (which always feels like a sharpie, fine point!)… fuck you! -Do not pull my thong up during a dance and ask if it feels good. It does not feel good. -No, I [...]
Trepidation
Posted in Life, Relationships, stripper, tagged Clients, love, Relationships, Strip Club, stripper on October 30, 2009 | 2 Comments »
I must admit, I meet a lot of cool, deep interesting people through work. I sometimes get so caught up in conversation that I forget that I am there to make a living, not socialize. Sure, chatting up clients is a large part of what I do but it’s not what I’m there for. When [...]
Anxious and Overwhelmed
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Champagne, Strip Club, stripper on September 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I just worked the last two nights and haven’t made crap. I’ve made ~$90 in two nights. I am truthfully at my wits end with EC. Of course, I’m going to go in when I’m scheduled for the rest of the week but I’m really vacillating on whether or not I want to fill out [...]
Significant Others of Exotic Dancers/ Sex Workers
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged love, Relationships, Strip Club, stripper on September 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I have been meaning to write about this topic for a bit. It’s a personal debate of mine that I can never decide which side I’m on. I’d like to write about the significant others of exotic dancers and other types of sex industry workers. How should one be in light of their partner’s choices? [...]
Customers with bad hygiene
Posted in Life, tagged Strip Club, stripper on September 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Sometimes you really do spend time with a customer just for the money. Like in the case of “Jeff”. The only reason why I approach him is that he usually gets at least one VIP room dance with me and seems to like me more than most of the other girls. The only thing about [...]
It’s good to be the only white girl sometimes.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Strip Club, stripper on September 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I had spent all the cash I had so it was time to go back to work after my three day vacation and make back (some of) what I’ve lost. The thing about taking more than one day off at a time is that I come back a little sluggish and awkward at first but [...]
