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Stripper News

2005-11-30T17:49:00.000-05:00

Mobile Strip Club For Tailgaters Found Outside Tampa Football Stadium

Vehicle Had Stripper Pole, Disco Ball

Police in Tampa, Fla., arrested 10 people in connection with the discovery of a mobile strip club that featured nude dancers for tailgaters, according to a Local 6 News report.
Officers found a 40-foot-long mobile home filled with strippers, bouncers and tailgaters outside Raymond James Stadium before Tampa's game with the Chicago Bears on Sunday.The mobile strip club featured a stripper pole and a disco ball, Local 6 News reported.
For $20, men were allowed to enter the mobile home, according to the report.Undercover police said the men were given alcohol and then offered nude lap dances for money."Bringing it to a family environment such as a Bucs game totally surprises me," Tampa police Officer Bill Todd said.Several of the women arrested worked for a local strip club called Deja Vu, Local 6 News reported.The women's attorneys said they did not do anything illegal.A Tampa television report said the club was operated outside the stadium during several other games this year.

Stripper News

2005-11-11T10:01:00.000-05:00

(I'm going to continue to post Stripper News on this blog, but I'm no longer dancing)

Fire-eater set stripper's breasts alight

A fire-eater has been given a suspended jail sentence for setting a stripper's breasts on fire.

Dancer Maria Leeb, 27, was tied to a pole wearing just her g-string while her fire-eating partner blew flames at her.

But the hot new act in a lap-dancing club in Augsburg, Germany, came to a painful end when her naked breasts went up in flames.

Flamethrower Marc Miszler, 22, was handed a 10-month suspended jail sentence for grievous bodily harm by the Augsburg County Court.

"I shouted at him that he was getting too close, but he didn't stop. The oil and glitter that I rubbed on my body must have caught on fire and all I could see were flames," said Ms Leeb.

She suffered burns across her breasts and was treated at a local hospital.

So Long and Goodnight

2005-11-09T12:05:00.000-05:00

Well, I guess I've learned a lot after spending almost a whole year dancing in strip clubs.
I've learned that men love to look at women, an, hey, so do I! It's not so much objectification as appreciation. I'm more comfortable in my own skin, as a sexual human being.
I've learned that men are lonely and need company. I've also learned that men are horny and some think strippers can be treated differently than a woman on the streets. I guess women in the sex industry are expected to be loose.
I've learned that many strippers are loose. They are exactly the stereotype that I hate. They do coke, they have sex with strangers, they drink too much, they're a little crazy.
I've learned that many strippers are smart, going to school, in long-term, serious relationships, don't drink, healthy girls.
There are mothers and students. Girls in who just turned 18 and women in their late 30s. Girls with fake tits, girls with small tits. Girls who look like a covergirl and girls who "have great personalities." Girls who read The Economist and girls who think reading Cosmo from cover to cover makes them literary. Girls who want to dance for life and girls just trying to make some quick cash. Skinny girls, pregnant girls. Girls who thrive on attention, girls who suffer from stage fright.
But we're all a little crazy, every last one of us.

Stripper News

2005-11-01T09:18:00.000-05:00

Canada Stripper Policy:

The Liberal government is "complicit" in the trafficking of women with a visa policy that fast-tracks foreign strippers and lap dancers, a Conservative MP charged yesterday.

Diane Ablonczy accused the government of misleading Canadians last year when it claimed to be "cancelling" the controversial policy of issuing temporary work permits to exotic dancers based on a labour market opinion from the Human Resources department.

But the "sordid truth" is that the welcome mat is still rolled out to foreign strippers, she told the House, citing a Sun story over the weekend.

"Canadians made the mistake of believing the Liberals. Now it comes out this government is still sanctioning the recruitment of vulnerable women, knowing full well many of them will be abused and exploited," she said.

NO 'BLANKET APPROVAL'

Human Resources Minister Belinda Stronach defended the government's practice, insisting there is no "blanket approval" for exotic dancers. Since the government changed its policy last December, her department assesses requests from employers on an "individual case-by-case basis."

"We are required to issue a labour market opinion for any legal profession in this country," she told the Commons.

Canada's stripper visa policy has come under fire from the U.S. and international anti-trafficking groups for opening the door to the exploitation of women.

Happy Halloween!

2005-10-31T18:12:00.000-05:00

These endless days are finally ending in a blaze

2005-10-30T10:59:00.000-05:00

My net worth: $436

Apprently when you're about to leave, your worth shoots up to double. I think all my regulars wanted to make sure I would remember them after I left. To be honest, I would remember them anyway, but one sticks out in my head.
One guy, who I will call T, only came in once before, but we spent the whole night chatting it up about life, music, good times like that. Amazingly, he so happened to come back in my last night, which I suppose was very lucky for both of us. He gave me the biggest tip while I was on stage ever, $200! It was really cool of him; I think he was my favorite customer just because he was smart and fun to talk to plus very generous.
It was a really fun night in general. My friend White V brought her birthday party and lots of cool people to hang out with and chat it up. It was nice to have such a huge group of people come that I'd barely or never met completely accept what I was doing.
Then my boyfriend and friend RW came and ended the night on fun hijinks. Really, it was nice to just hang out with them, spead my last hour or two not having to "work." No trying to think of conversation, just letting it flow out. In all, it was a great last day to have, probably my best day at a club ever.
Hooray!

All your base are belong to us

2005-10-25T20:08:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $147

I wonder why Thurs nights are so much better than Fri nights, at least for me. I know it's not a happy hour thing, most of the customers come in after 9 and stay pretty late. So why are all the rich men with corporate jobs partying late on a Thurs night? Missing their frat boy days? Or working so late that they get off around 9?
To be honest, I can't think of a reasonable explanation, someone please enlighten me!

I heart Thursday

2005-10-24T16:59:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $247

This is definately my best night so far. I made a ton of money, and I'm not really sure how I did it. No regulars in, no generous friends. A bunch of lawyers came into the club, and I think one of them spent $100 on me, if not more. He liked me so much because he thought I was "the only intelligent girl in here."
While dancing is firstly a look-based industry, there are so many other factors deciding on how much you make. But personality is huge, and intelligence isn't that far behind. Maybe the stereotypical dumb blond is popular with some people, but in general I have faith that men want a woman who is as intelligent as they are. And I'm sure you can imagine the vapid conversations some of the dancers keep up.
But at the same time, men don't want to date strippers, they want to look at them. A stripper doesn't need to be intelligent to make the big bucks at the club, she just has to be cute and be a good listener. So really, when I find a guy who appreciates a stripper with a mind, it's a lucky day for me.

Stripper News

2005-10-21T14:54:00.000-04:00

OCTOBER 21--A Missouri businessman who claims that a $241,000 bill for a night of lap dance luxuriating at Manhattan's leading strip club is a fraud is being sued by American Express for refusing to pay the debt. According to a lawsuit filed Wednesday in New York State Supreme Court (a copy of which you'll find below), Amex contends that Robert McCormick, 40, and three guests ran up the tab during a visit to the Scores nightclub in October 2003. McCormick, the chairman and chief executive of Savvis Communications, a publicly held technology firm, has refused to pay the strip club tab, which was placed on his corporate credit card. McCormick and his firm have claimed that only about $20,000 of the charges are legitimate. In its lawsuit, Amex alleges that McCormick, who is pictured at right, signed credit card slips authorizing the six-figure bill, though the complaint does not detail how the quartet actually ran up the monumental tab. As we have previously reported, Scores is not unfamiliar with such claims of rampant overcharging. (11 pages).

Stripper News

2005-10-19T13:34:00.000-04:00

Albuquerque-The district attorney's office in this city was recently faced with a challenging question: Is a typical, testosterone charged 18-year-old capable of making a rational decision when a naked stripper named Orchard starts thrashing around on his lap in an exotic dance club?

The legal opinion of the DA's office: No.

So the case against Craig Everett and 18-year-old buddy Malik Wakji - who combined piled up a mind-boggling bill of $2,460 in lap dances at the Fantasy World nightclub in one very long evening and then couldn't pay - has been dismissed by Albuquerque prosecutors.

"We did not find any criminal intent on the part of the two young men," said Betty Hanes, a paralegal in the DA's office who was involved in the decision to drop the charges. "But that was a lot of lap dances."

On Aug. 30, Everett drove from his home outside Roswell to Albuquerque, where he met up with Wakji and headed to Fantasy World.

The two teens kicked off the night by sitting near the stage as the dancers "danced." Then Everett and Wakji were invited by dancers Orchard and Carmela to adjourn to the VIP Room for private lap dances. By the time the strip club closed at 2 a.m., Everett and Wakji had, according to the club manager, been the recipients of 82 lap dances - 41 each.

At about three minutes per dance, this is roughly one hour and 23 minutes of having a naked person sitting on you. A thing like that isn't cheap.

Each dance is marked by a song, club manager Jonnie McArthur told police. When the song ends, the $30 dance is over.

When McArthur gave Everett and Wakji the $2,460 bill, their eyes grew even wider than they'd been all evening.

Wakji had $50 in his pocket and a credit card with a $500 limit. Everett had, according to police, no cash or credit cards. Just a surprised look on his face.

From the Albuquerque police report: "Craig stated that he did not know that a new dance started with the start of a new song. He stated he thought the dance was just one continuous dance, and he also stated that this was his first time going to an exotic dance club."

Albuquerque Municipal Court spokeswoman Janet Blair, whose office initially handled the complaint, said police indicated both teenagers were "real hayseeds visiting the big city."

The teens were charged with falsely obtaining services or accommodations over $250, a felony. They were issued citations and released. But late last month, the case was dismissed.

"We decided to close the case because both were young men and both said they'd never been in a place like that," said Hanes, of the DA's office. "They said they didn't understand the rules, that each dance costs $30 or whatever, and that a new dance started when a song started.

"We just didn't see any criminal intent. I mean, you wouldn't think anyone would sit through 41 lap dances and run up a $2,460 tab on purpose with the intent of not paying. If nothing else, you think you'd be afraid of the bouncers."

The manager of the club, Hanes said, should have made the rules clear to the two teens. And after "10 or 20 dances," she said, he should have demanded a credit card or some type of payment.

"I tried to talk to the manager, but he never returned my phone calls," Hanes said. "One of the dancing girls said he works at midnight. I don't. So we never talked."

Attempts to reach Everett and Wakji were unsuccessful.

And an attempt to talk to club manager McArthur at Fantasy World also was rebuffed - although a visit to the dimly lit establishment just off Interstate 25 in downtown Albuquerque was certainly interesting.

"McArthur? Don't know anyone by that name," said a large bouncer at the club last week. "Come back tomorrow. Maybe Shannon will talk to you."

Who, he was asked, was Shannon?

"I don't know. Come back tomorrow," he said.

The reporter then asked the bouncer for his name.

"I don't know that, either," he said.

Big American Party!

2005-10-18T15:57:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $65

It's practically nothing, and you know what? I don't care, mwahahahahah. You know why? Because I got a real full time job again with benefits and briefcases and a huge raise from my last office job, plus now I'm a manager who reports to the VP of the company. So shed a tear, as I will only have 3-4 more posts left in this blog. But it'll be ok, maybe I'll pick up dancing again during the Christmas season on Sats. I've found that when I danced on occasion I loved it, but when it was my main source of income it felt much more like work. But now I have a salary again. Of course, I could continue dancing now on the weekends. But my new salary is a 10k raise and I don't need to. Isn't that wonderful. I think I'm ready for some actual free time over the weekend, as opposed to working 6 days a week.
So look for my final blogs, I have about 2 weeks until I start my new, shiney job.

New days

2005-10-13T00:57:00.000-04:00

Ah, well some nights are certainly interesting experiences. It was interesting that the one night I actually partied "like a stripper" was the night I made the least amount of money. I think that says something about the stereotype, at least I hope. At least, what I'd like for it to mean is that a really successful, career stripper doesn't get trashed and do lots of drugs because then they won't be making the real money.
But then, to be honest, what I really see is lots of coke, more so than I expected. The girls do get a little drugged out at times, I'm not sure what else is going on. It's interesting, maybe I'm just not used to working all effed up. I better practice!!!!

Don't worry, I'm just kidding.

What the fuck

2005-10-09T02:31:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $55

Sometimes you just gotta say, "What the fuck"
As the absolutely worst night I've ever had dancing, it went pretty well. Before I even started to dance, I got drunk and high, did some yay (otherwise known as cocaine). I got smashed, as did all the other girls, and had a fun time. I hung out with a regular, he doesn't really tip but he bought me drinks all night, which may have been an incrediably poor choice. But it was so empty, I didn't feel like trying to hustle the few guys there that were tipping. I guess I'm not a career stripper if I can't force myself to talk to the customers.
I dunno, everyone, including myself, thinks that taking off your clothes is easy money. But exotic dancing is much harder than that, you really have to work hard to make the good money. I just don't know if that's in me.

Stripper News

2005-10-05T12:47:00.000-04:00

SEATTLE, OCTOBER 4: The Seattle city council approved some of the strictest adult-entertainment regulations of any big city in the country, banning lap dances and the tipping of dancers in their G-strings.

The council voted 5-4 on Monday to require that dancers stay 4 feet from patrons, and that the clubs maintain at least parking-garage brightness throughout the premises.

Private rooms will not be allowed and patrons will be offered a tip jar, instead of dealing directly with dancers.

“For the most part, the attraction's gone,” said Gillevy, a lawyer for Rick's adult nightclub in Seattle.

“It will make the clubs less fun.”

The legislation was requested by mayor Greg Nickels and will take effect six months after he signs it. The mayor's office said the restrictions were needed to prevent a rash of cabarets from opening after a federal judge struck down the city's 17-year moratorium on new strip clubs.

Those who opposed the rules suggested zoning would be a better way to regulate strip clubs. Seattle has no zoning regulations governing adult entertainment.

Opponents also argued that the rules were unbecoming of a city that prides itself on being liberal and tolerant.

“Without being prudes, we can be prudent,” said councilman Nick Licata.

“For far too long, men have tried to tell women what work they can do,” added councilwoman Jean Godden.

In the late 1980s, concerned residents persuaded the city to impose a 180-day moratorium, to keep the number where it was while officials studied the social effects of the clubs and whether zoning regulations were needed.

Wallet Penetrating Eyes

2005-10-03T01:01:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $215

I think there are two important actions a dancer can take to make lots of money when she's on stage (without altering her appearance).
First, look like you're having fun. Guys really seem to love it when the girl smiles a lot, is singing along to the music, making it seem like she really wants to be there. I guess looking bored really isn't a turn on for men.
Also, eye contact is huge. If no one is coming up to tip you, you gotta make eye contact with men, draw them up to the stage. Once they're there, making big with the eyes is a great way for them to keep coming back next time you dance. They feel a connection, even if it's not real. You just gotta fake it, oh yeah baby.

So You Want To Be A Stripper

2005-09-29T16:37:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $157

When I first decided I wanted to start dancing, I did a little bit of research online on how I could prepare myself. I've decided to share my knowledge with you.
First, you really need to buy a pair of shoes. Not just any shoes, but special stripper shoes. Platform stilettos and clear!

I got a pair of black ones, which are very pretty, but, alas, they don't always match all the fun outfits I could wear. And on that note...
You'll need many different colored thongs. To start out, I would go with two black, one white and maybe one colored thong, probably red.
As for outfits, buy a simple one to audition in and wait until you've chosen a club before doing any more shopping.
Now it's time to scout out clubs in your area. See what the girls wear, are they big into costumes, or does the club require you to wear long gowns? What style of dancing is it, mostly floorwork? Are you allowed to kick your leg over the customers head? Do they have stationary or spinning poles or no poles at all? What type of girls work there and what type of customers come in. Of course everyone wants to work at a high class club where they can make the most money, but you have to be honest with yourself and whether you actually could get a job there. The club I'm at now doesn't accept every girl that auditions, but the first club I worked at basically gave any decent looking girl a job. Go into the clubs, see when they hold auditions and go for it!
Once you have a job and know the style of the club, you'll want to buy a few outfits before you start working and practice. Not really the actual dancing, that's easy. But walking in the shoes, getting you dress on and off gracefully, you'll probably want to try that a few times.
Finally, take a deep breath and get ready to shake your money maker!

Jet Settin Stripper

2005-09-27T10:33:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $157

There's a new girl, Avery. She looks like the ultimate career stripper: somewhat like a lollipop with giant breasts and collagen-filled lips. Still, she's sweet and genuine to me, so I like her.
But, as a career stripper, she has some amazing tips that she doesn't mind sharing with the other girls.
Every summer there's a "computer nerd" convention out in Las Vegas. And every summer Avery flies out there for a few days and strips during the convention. She says she comes out making 2-3 grand a night! This, of course, completely amazes me, and for a second I considered doing this for the next few years, even if I had a full time job and stopped dancing. But then I remembered that there are lap dances in Las Vegas and not in my city, which is why I'm comfortable enough to dance in the first place.
I know I could be making serious money if I worked in a place with lap dances. But, first of all, I'd have to seriously hustle in order to get the men other girls are aiming for, it's too competitive. Second, I just couldn't get that close to a customer without mentally freaking out. I don't need to grind on an old man and feel how hard he is, it's too unnatural for me. I will allow them to give me money for being naked, but that's about the extent of it. Am I a prude?

Worked Up So Sexual

2005-09-24T12:29:00.000-04:00

i see you work at night, are you sexually amused?
what's it like to have a room of guys encircling you?
how she moves and how she walks.
they all patiently await while the heat from in their pockets could burn marks into their legs.
without your needs and your support she'd have a job the same as ours - nothing daring.
would she miss a job that's sexual?

in every city there are dozens of these clubs where men can go.
some people need a little challenge to their fantasies at home.
there's a little tiny number on a fold of matches,
the ink drips from a little dancer's pen.
everybody wants that fold of matches to reinflate their confidence.
hey, it is a job, it pays a lot.
is it disservicing someone?
and is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?
older dancers gag at what new talent seems to mean.
smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry.

but it is a job, it pays a lot.
is it disservicing someone?
and is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?

Highschool Reunion

2005-09-23T12:10:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $205

Well I suppose it was going to happen sooner or later. Especially as I've moved to a nicer, more reknown club. I ran into a boy that I went to highschool with.
I didn't recognize him at first, I probably wouldn't have notice him if he didn't look at me with surprise. He never hung out with me, he was a popular-type jock. I was more of a floater in highschool, I was really friendly with everyone, but I had random friends scattered all over the cliques.
Well, he certainly paid attention to me now. He kept saying how he was kicking himself for never dasking me out in highschool, how beautiful I was, blah blah blah. He's a nice guy, and I think he meant it at the time (the 8 beers also helped), but it seemed a little surreal. It seems like most of my experiences at the club end up that way.
It just amazes me that, when I'm working, I'm the popular girl. The boys hope that I will sit with them, they stare, they ask me out and fantasize what it would be like to have sex with me. They offer presents of drinks, food, flowers in an attempt to win my affection. Trust is not easily won and girls (who don't work there) are envious and give you attitude. They assume you're a whore and look down on you for taking the attention away from them. Plus, I have to wash my hair once every two weeks. At least once every two weeks.

Sister, Sister

2005-09-14T17:03:00.000-04:00

There are two sisters who dance at my club, Barbie & Patti. Now, does anyone else find this immensely creepy? I remember walking in on my sister while she was hooking up with her boyfriend and seeing her naked. I found this very disturbing, as I never ever wanted to see that. I couldn't imagine seeing your sister work every night, dancing on stage totally naked while men put sweaty bills in her garter. Maybe, I'm just close-minded though.

Blondes have more fun

2005-09-13T19:42:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $144

I think white girls make the most money. It just seems like they have the richest men interested in talking to them. Sometimes I feel like I'm the consolation prize to the guy I'm sitting with, like he really wished that the other girl with the fake tits and platinum hair (also fake) would sit with him.
I think there are a few factors that cause this. First, older white men grew up in a time that people dated their own race and that's it. I don't think they're used to spending time with people of a different color, especially girls.
Plus, even though the world has grown more open-minded, we still worship the blond. They're young, fun, more out-going. At least, that's what the media used to tell us. Of course we have many beautiful celebrities of different colors. Angelina Jolie, Hale Berry, Salma Hayek. But in the grand scheme of things, they've only been around for a little while. Back in the day, we mainly has Marilyn Monroe, Bridgette Bardoe, Carole Lombard. There were brunettes too, I haven't forgotten Audrey Hepburn or Joan Crawford, but at the very least they were all white. Sophia Loren was one of the more "exotic" beauties around.
I'm lucky to get the fringe guys who are into the "exotic look." With either an asian or hispanic fetish. But the rich, old white men are the big tippers and they want the cute blondes around them. Sometimes it's frusterating to see some girls get huge tips and just hope and pray to get the scraps. But I know I still make more than some girls at the club, and that makes me feel much better, ahahaha.

Can I get your digits?

2005-09-12T18:32:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $251

I think I make my most money if I'm a little trashed over the course of the night. It makes me more empathetic towards whatever poor shmuck I'm talking to at the moment. I think guys really go for that party girl personality, at least when they're at the club. I'd say they aren't looking for a girlfriend and that makes sense, but a lot of the men who come into strip clubs are pretty lonely. They crave affection like no other, and I get asked out a lot by customers. So I'm going to explain the best way to court a stripper... again.
First: Always tip her well. I met hundreds of men while working, and I only notice the guys who spend the big bucks. I'll remember them and make an effort to sit with them whenever possible.
Second: Compliment her dress. Girls love this. I constantly hear "You're so beautiful" blah blah blah. I know I'm attractive enough already, or else I wouldn't be making money off my looks! But I always respond well to "Your dress is beautiful!"
Third: Come back. I'm not going to want to spend time with a guy after meeting him once in a strip club. A bar, I would consider, but as a stripper I'm completely non-trusting. I expect men to come to the club looking for some easy ass, not a meaningful relationship. The only way to prove you actually want to hang out and spend time with me is to do so. In a safe place, like the club. While giving me lots of money.
Really, your best bet is to meet a nice girl somewhere else. Despite what we may tell you, most strippers have boyfriends, like me, and we really don't have time for your crap. Unless you tip well.

38 SSS

2005-09-07T14:01:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $114

Oh Tuesday lunch, how I hate you.

Boob job quote:

"I was thinking of going bigger, like freakishly big. So large that other, smaller breasts will want to orbit them."

Perception Shift

2005-09-03T21:25:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $170

This had to be one of the oddest nights I have ever danced. Two of my old office coworkers, my gay boyfriend and his roommate, and my real boyfriend came to see me dance. There were two very strange factors to create the atmosphere of bizarre world.
First, my boyfriend was hanging out with my guy friends while they stared at me naked and threw dollar bills on the stage. Luckily, he's perfect for me in that he never gets jealous over my job. He knows men come to check out the girls, and he knows it's just a job. In fact, he claims to like men getting all freaked out over me, that it makes him appreciate me more.
Second, my office chums were seeing me in a completely different environment. I've never tried to look or act sexy around them, and doing so felt incredibly fake in some ways. Not that I've been Miss Prim and Proper around them, but it just seemed so surreal that they would be seeing me in such a different and intimate manner. Not that 75% of my friends haven't seen me naked... I'm not sure why it was so odd, I guess I just act differently around certain people, just a little bit. And for them to see more than one part of me is a little scary, especially when it's such a controversial and unexpected part. But to be supported and accepted makes all that weirdness and fear worth while.

That's not my knee

2005-08-31T23:23:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $143

Man, some guys completely gross me out. I was sitting with a customer and he put his hand on my knee, which I'm usually ok with. But then his hand started moving upward and I had to retreat to the dressing room. I should have had him kicked out, but I was just so surprised and shocked that I didn't do anything. And he seemed so nice and business-y. An international law guy in a suit. I should really stop judging a book by it's cover, most of the guys who've tipped me the 20s have been in casual clothes. But it's hard not to be drawn to old white men in power suits, assuming they have cash to spare.
I don't understand why men seem to think they can get some touch while at a strip joint. Obviously there are clubs that offer extras, but to just blatantly assume a girl is willing because she's a stripper... it bothers me. I feel like it means that strippers are expected to act a certain way; to be ok with treatment a "respectable" woman would never stand for. It's terrible that I'm treated so differently by men when I'm in the club as opposed to out of the club. In office clothes, I get a "Good day, miss." In my platform shoes and short dress, I get a "You make my dick so hard." Guys in the club just say things to strippers like we're not people. I guess the men are just as guilty of stereotyping dancers as I am of the customers.

Would you like breasts with that?

2005-08-31T23:09:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $61

It's hard when you realize that you could be going into work and making less than $8.00 an hour. Living off of tips is pretty unreliable, and having a bad day can seriously hurt your ability to pay rent.
Don't get me wrong, some nights I could end up making $32.00 an hour and that makes me a very happy stripper. But the uncertainty is frusterating. I could go into the club and make absolutely nothing, and the thought of that is so depressing. I know I should have a positive attitude and that way I'll make more money, but sometimes I just don't want to be there. Well, to be honest, I never want to be there, I just want to be a professional lottery winner.

More Champagne?

2005-08-29T11:57:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $232

For the first time ever, I got to drink Dom Perignon with some chief of staff of something, who owns a sailboat AND has a crew for it. The crew part impressed me a bit. This man was just throwing 20s around at the girls, it was a pretty impressive scene. In fact, he was there since I got there at 6 pm, till we closed at 3 am. Of course, who would want to leave when you have about 5 strippers panting at you at any given time. It was almost hilarious except a little sad. Girls seemed to just be throwing themselves at him, even I was always looking for an opening so I could spend some time chatting with him. Not because he seemed interesting or even that he was buying tons of champagne for the girls, but just because most men tip better after he's talked to a girl.
And I'm getting so tired of hustling. It can be exhausting talking to men after men, trying to look interested when you're really just happy to be off your feet. It wouldn't be so hard if you could find a guy and stay chatting with him all night, but they leave and new ones come in, and you gotta run after the guy in the suit first, before any of the other girls see him. It's much more obvious to me at my new club; the girls are in competition with each other. Big spenders are hard to come by and each girl wants to spend her night with one. Plus, when you leave to go dance, you run the risk of your score running off with another girl with bigger tits and tanner skin. I thought the hardest part of stripping was taking your clothes off, but selling yourself all night to different people is a much bigger challenge.

So you think you can dance?

2005-08-27T11:46:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $150

Hmm, well I make more on a Tues lunch than I did on a Thurs night, that slightly depresses me. On the plus side, it's still a decent amount of money.
My new club has a lot of pretty girls, I think it's affecting me. I had the sudden urge to get my breasts done, how terrible is that. I wear a C cup for goodness sake, if I upgraded I think I would fall on my face half the time. I just know that if I spend enough money, that I'll make more money. I think my sarcastic net worth is becoming more and more my reality.

.........................

2005-08-24T11:22:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $237

Wow, this is great. My first day at a new club and I make bank. Mind you, this was a Tues lunch. I'm so amazed. I hope it's not a fluke and keeps up.
One of the girls I work with is a mute. I find that so amazing. I'm curious as to how she does, since I make most of my money by talking to customers. I rarely make the big bucks if I'm not chatting it up. From what I've learned from dancing as well as once working at Hooters, men are lonely and want the company of a pretty girl. And while they want a very good listener, you can't really do that if you can't speak. It's important to ask them about themselves, questions, questions, questions! What do you do? Do you like your job? Do you like to travel? What are your hobbies? Do you have any upcoming plans/vacations/events? All people want the feeling of a connection, even if it's fake. Men who usually frequent strip clubs want to feel like they're important, that a cute girl is interested in them and thinks they're just spiffy.
On that note, if you have any good questions I can ask the customers, feel free to comment, I'm beginning to feel like a parrot each time I talk to someone new.

The Search for the Most Bling

2005-08-20T22:23:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $263

It's been a bit too long...

I went out strip club hopping a bit ago. I think it's about time I attempt to find a new club to work at. My club is great, the management is cool and I hear the girls are the nicest in the city. BUT.... the money is also probably one of the worst in the city. It's hard to decide which is worth more, but I think I should try out another club and see if maybe I can make a substantial amount of money. After all, I got into stripping for the money.
One of the clubs I went to seems like a good step up. I know some of the girls have moved on to this club. One of the other clubs I went to is pretty high class. I think I'm pretty enough to work there but they tend to hire tall, skinny blonds with fake tits. Plus, I don't own my own pole yet and can't really do enough tricks. Finally, the high class club is a bit more famous and I'd run the risk of running into someone I know that I don't want to. So I think I'll go with the first club.
I'll have to see how it goes, I'm going in to audition tomorrow and I really hope it works out alright. One of my dancing pals used to work at the club but told me that the girls are pretty mean and devious. I figure I'll try it out and see how I feel. If I hate it, I'll certainly go back to my original club. I may dance for money but I also dance because I love it. If I start hating what I do, then what's the point?

Keeping the cat in the bag

2005-08-11T15:29:00.000-04:00

Sometimes it can be very difficult to have a secret. Secrets seem to always find a way to struggle out of a web of lies. For me, it's even harder, as both my lives are secret from the other.
At the club I have to be careful not to give too many details about myself. I allow very little of me to be shown, just my stage name and a semblence of my personality. Being at the club allows me to be whoever I want to be for the night, and in that way it's liberating. But it's hard to be someone else at the same time, and I constantly find myself almost giving out too much information to customers. Maybe I should come up with a concrete backstory and stick to it.
As for my "normal life," it's also a pain to always watch myself. When talking to coworkers at the office, I'm constantly making sure I don't slip up, but it's hard. These people are my friends, but I know that my second job could seriously hurt my career if word ever got out. And the more people who know, the more likely that it would.
My family is another issue. My boyfriend recently asked me why I hadn't told me sister about my little hobby of getting naked in front of strangers. She and I are pretty close and I don't think she would have a big problem with my dancing. But then what if she does? I don't think I'm willing to take that risk.
Of course, a lot of my friends do know I dance. They've come out to support me, even the ones who don't neccesarily think it's a good idea. I love my friends dearly for that. I do have friends that I can't tell, like Conservative B. He's been my friend for three or four years, we even dated at one point. But he can't seem to handle that I view the world and morality much differently than him. When I first got a job as a dancer, I told him I started waitressing at a strip club and he still freaked out on me. He claimed that it would screw up my opinions on men and myself even more than I had before, but I feel like it's done the opposite. I have a better understanding of human desire, of loneliness and the power people hold over each other.
You're only a victim if you believe you are.

So what do YOU do?

2005-08-09T12:17:00.000-04:00

When I talk about stripping, I make it very clear that it's a fun hobby of mine. And it is, I love dancing and I haven't had a night where I wish I could quit. And sometimes i like it even better than my regular job. Which leads to the question I get asked a lot, "Why don't you do it full time?"
On the plus side, I would make a lot of money. I could easily move to a more upscale club, work maybe 4 times a week and make as much as I do now, if not much more. I could sleep in, run errands during the day and party/work at night.
But I would be giving up my weekends, probably working both Fri and Sat night, which would be a pain. I'd also never get to see my boyfriend, since he and I would have opposite schedules. In fact, I would probably rarely see any of my friends. Plus I would be drinking and partying a lot more often, which I'm a bit old for, and possibly end up using drugs. I wouldn't have health insurance or paid sick leave either. But I think the main reason I don't dance full time is because my secret would be almost too big to handle. It's one thing to dance a few times a month and not tell my family. But it's another story entirely to keep my entire career a secret. I don't think I'd enjoy that very much, already it's a little exhausting to make sure no one who's not supposed to know finds out.
But I think worst of all would be the stigma associated with dancing full time. It's one thing to have a crazy fetish, everyone has something weird about themself. But I think I would be a little ashamed if it was all I did. And I know I shouldn't be ashamed of dancing and I don't look down on the girls who do it full time. But I did get a college degree, it would be a waste if I never used it. But I'm not sure why I consider an office job a more valuable career. I even mention that I have a job in an office to guys in the club (obviously not saying exactly what). I'm not sure what I'm trying to prove, but I know it's something. Of course, when I turn 40 I'll probably be thankful for that. Though now I'm imagining saving my dance money and retiring at 35. Doh!

The Enemy Within

2005-08-08T10:02:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $149

I do my best to fight the stereotype of the stripper. I consider myself intelligent and educated, I have a second job which I consider my career, I don't have a boob job nor am I addicted to crack. And most of the girls I work with are sweet, funny girls that I get along with fine. But evey so often someone comes along to perpetuate the stereotype of a money-hungry, souless stripper.
I work with Audrey, who's very sweet, she lets people borrow her clothes and makeup and I get along with her well. Well, she got a little too drunk late Sat night and passed out in our dressing room bathroom upstairs. She was out for awhile, we had to change around the schedule. Finally, at the end of the night, she was up and packing her stuff up and she seemed very angry, which I thought was odd. Turns out, while she was out, one of the girls took all of her money, at least $100, leaving her with about $30. I just think that's terrible. I know you shouldn't really trust people when it comes to money, but to steal from an unconscience coworker freaks me out. You tend to think of the girls as a bit like a sisterhood, and a betrayal like that really bothers me.

The Harlem Dancer

2005-08-01T12:36:00.000-04:00

by: Claude McKay

PPLAUDING youths laughed with young prostitutes
And watched her perfect, half-clothed body sway;
Her voice was like the sound of blended flutes
Blown by black players upon a picnic day.
She sang and danced on gracefully and calm,
The light gauze hanging loose about her form;
To me she seemed a proudly-swaying palm
Grown lovelier for passing through a storm.
Upon her swarthy neck black, shiny curls
Profusely fell; and, tossing coins in praise,
The wine-flushed, bold-eyed boys, and even the girls,
Devoured her with their eager, passionate gaze;
But, looking at her falsely-smiling face
I knew her self was not in that strange place.

Rapunzel

2005-07-28T11:52:00.000-04:00

Well, now that my hair is long enough to pull back, I finally got one. From www.bellahair.com I purchased my very own hairpiece! I have gotten it yet, but it has highlights like my hair, I figure it will match close enough. It is pretty dark in the club after all. And if it looks good enough, maybe I'll just wear it around and fuck with my friends. "Yes, my hair is much longer, maybe you should make more time to see me more often!"
Of course, when I started dancing, my hair was at its shortest and I made the most money. But it was also winter time, which is the good season for dancers. Stupid variables making it hard for me to figure out what makes me the most money. I will have to wear my hair piece during the coming fall and winter and see if it makes a difference. The common sense idea is that longer hair = more money. But I could be a niche girl who appeals to guys who like short hair, I'm not sure. Until I figure it out, I guess I'll have to keep my hair about shoulder length.
I hate how being a dancer has to dictate how I look all the time. And it's so expensive to keep up! Hair removal, highlights, tanning, gym membership. Obviously we make enough money to cover these expenses and then some, but it's a little frusterating. I can't just let myself go for a few months. Once I retire from dancing I think I'll let myself get fat and unkempt and all that. Ah, I can hardly wait.

Sim Stripper

2005-07-21T15:46:00.000-04:00

I came up witha terrific idea for a video game for adults. Basically, it would be Sim Stripper. You get to create a girl (or maybe even a guy), they start out in a small club and slowly work their way up to feature dancer at a major club. You can buy new dancewear and wigs with your money, drugs if you want, choose the music you play, go to the gym, "practice" at your pole at home. I imagine there would be different conversations with customers and you can pick from multiple choice what to say to them. Buy a boob job, ahahaha. And then all your actions affected how much money you make each night. Man, I would so definately play this game if it existed. I think more Sim games for adults are in order, and I know this one would be a huge hit!

Can't we all just get along?

2005-07-18T11:24:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $132

I'm very upset. One of our bouncers was stabbed while kicking a total jerk out of the club. All of a sudden all the policemen were there, in the dressing room some girls are crying and others are screaming out in anger. But it's amazing how much control we all had back down on the floor. Just totally calm, and cool, don't freak out the customers, etc. I think I may have gotten too drunk in reaction, as I drove home with the parking brake on for a bit. I am brilliant.
I see nothing about it inthe news today, which surprises me. You'd think even a small article, I know Washington, DC is a big city with lots going on, but a stabbing on a pretty main street should be a big deal.
So now I'm struggling with the realness of my job again. Of course it seems all glamourous when you start, like in the movies. Then you realize that the job is nothing like Striptease. Not that I don't love it, my personality is perfect for dancing, I enjoy what I do. But along with dancing comes the sketchiness that I don't love. I can handle the possibly coked out girls, the men who will go home and jerk off. Sex and drugs, no problem. But I absolutely detest violence, and this is a completely new venue for me. I'm in a bit o shock, as these guys really put themselves on the line for the girls, and it's very upsetting to us when someone actually gets hurt. Man, a strip club should be a happy place, and someone has to come along and fuck it all up. At least our bouncer is supposed to be ok and home from the hospital. Now we just need to catch the jerk and he can get about five stilettoes in various orfices in his body.

Something Witty

2005-07-12T17:44:00.000-04:00

My Net Worth: $180

I have a new regular, Ron. He's pretty nice, he definately tips me well. I think he has a thing for Asian chicks since his ex-wife is Korean. Woo hoo, I made lots of money, me so happy.

¿Como?

2005-07-06T13:24:00.000-04:00

There are many types of men who are branded as poor tippers in the strip club world. Commonly known as the least favorite (at least in my area) is the blue collar Hispanic male.
I'm trying not to be racist, but all I can provide are my own personal observations here.
The majority don't speak English well, which I think is the main reason their tipping is limited. These men come to watch women get naked, nothing else. They don't come up to the stage, just sit at their tables, drinking with their eyes disturbingly wide. No girls sit with them as we can't understand them. Even girls who speak Spanish well don't bother as there are usually well dressed and well spoken men available to talk to. Even men in casual clothing are better dressed, as the Hispanic men appear to have been doing construction all day.
Obviously there are Hispanic men who are affluent and blah blah blah. Well, I can tell you that they don't go to my club.
So, gentlemen, dress well, offer to buy a drink if you want the lady to talk to you. And, above all, tip well! Otherwise we will spend a good part of the evening talking trash about you in the dressing room.

Melita Through the Looking Glass

2005-06-29T10:02:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $80

High roller! I've never made less than $100 before, but almost none of the girls that night did. Which makes me feel a little better. So I think it's time to go over some important rules when one goes to a strip club.

Rule #1: A dollar is an insult
Really, when you go up to a girl and she's dancing specifically for you, don't act like the man by giving her a dollar. At least $2 or $3 is considered alright, $5 is normal, $10 is good, $20 is awsome and anything above that is just super. Save the dollar for when the girl is walking around thanking people and you watched from far away.

Rule #2: Don't ask if we do anything else
I had a customer ask me that. He was from New Zealand so I told him we didn't do lap dances at our club. He then proceeds to ask me if we go to hotel rooms. For the love, if we don't do lap dances, why would we be hookers??!?! There are plenty of women on the street for that and they really aren't bad looking.

Let's review the lesson so far.
Giving a stripper a dollar is like giving a waiter a penny for a tip, don't be a dick.
Strippers are not hookers. Don't be a dick.

I'm sure there will be more lessons as time goes on, but those two are the most important. Learn something from this blog!

Take a Picture, It Lasts Longer

2005-06-22T10:25:00.000-04:00

Sometimes I make no sense to myself. "Ever since puberty, everyone stares at me..." On an average day, I get checked out by a lot of men. First of all, I never really understood this, I know I'm not ugly but I'm certainly no movie star. Therefore, I believe that men stare at a lot of women.
And I hate being stared at. I hate attention like that, if I walk by a group of "sketchy guys" (defined mainly by their complete lack of subtly), my arms automatically go across my chest and I get a pretty annoyed look on my face.
Yet I make a living having strange and usually pretty sketchy guys stare at me while I take my clothes off. Like I have mentioned in a previous post, I think it's because I view myself differently while I'm at work. I no longer have much of myself in my actions, I try to become a fantasy girl, no longer a real human being. Now I know some people will disagree and claim that a real dream girl would have a mind and personality. But as a dancer, each customer has different fantasies. Since we change it up so much, we end up being an Etch a Sketch. Paint yourself one way when talking to one guy, move on to a new customer and shake it up and start over. Since you're constantly changing, you lose a sense of who you are while at work. Luckily for me, I only dance once a week, so it doesn't affect me in the long run. At least, I hope it hasn't.

Melita in StripperLand

2005-06-20T17:14:00.000-04:00

Well, now that I've got a new place with much more room, it's time for me to start saving up for a stripper pole. I believe they're about $300 new, but I'm going to look on ebay first, I know they have a few on there as well. I think it'll be nice to be able to practice tricks without worrying about effing up in front of a customer. And then my place will just be the coolest for parties.
This website has really neat dancewear and more, plus great customer service and I told them I would like their website on my blog so here we go:
http://www.pinupgirlclothing.com

Shake your Money Maker

2005-06-15T10:13:00.000-04:00

Music is a very important part of a stripper's life. Unfortunately, my club is very small and we have no dj, just one of those electronic jukeboxes. While we have a rather large music selection, sometimes it's frusterating choosing music.
There are two types of fast music. First there are the rap/rnb booty shaking songs. These usually have a steady, slightly fast beat and are probably the easiest to dance to. They're never too complicated or make sudden changes. Nelly himself admits that his music is very popular in the strip industry.
Second there is dance music, usually either pop or techno. These songs are my faovrite to dance to, but they can wear me out pretty quickly, and I get all sweaty by the end of the set.
Then there's the slow, more sensual song. I put these on when I'm tired and I no longer feel capable of droppin like it's hot. Good examples are Bjork's "Army of Me" or Godsmack's "Voodoo."
Sometimes I play classic rock, but that's usually just when I'm working an older, white customer and I think he'll probably get a kick out of it. I think I only play "Smoke on the Water" when I do that anyway.
So the usual set is first a slower song, then a fast song. This way you're not completely worn out by the end. It's only ten minutes, but I swear sometimes it feels like you're up there forever.

How do you kill a stripper?

2005-06-07T13:35:00.000-04:00

Don't bother, they're already dead inside! Ahahaha.

My net worth: $137

I think my opinions on how I should be treated are becoming warped. Over the weekend, a guy was standing in front of my stage and dragged his dollar bill across my crotch. I was a little startled, but I wasn't even offended. The bouncer immediately came up to him and kicked him out, and I actually contemplated trying to defend him. But I just let the bouncer handle it, as he only gave me a dollar anyway.
I guess when I'm working, I am an object, that's how I make my money. So it becomes ok to be treated as such.
Guys get kicked out a decent amount from out club. Even though there are signs on all the stages saying "Do NOT touch the dancers," it happens. Guys get drunk, they lean far foreward, sometimes a girl's ass gets smacked. Oddly though, offstage guys can hug us, put hands on our thighs, things like that. Of course a girl can leave if a guy makes her feel uncomfortable, I've seen girls dodge sketchy men all the time. But once you get yourself some regulars, you really start letting them treat you almost like a girlfriend. One dance, who's married, has a regular who comes in, brings her flowers, presents, all that jazz. Sometimes I wish I had a regular like that, but to be honest, I think that it would put a lot of pressure on me all the time. After awhile, a guy would have to expect you to see him outside of the club, and the idea of that freaks me out. My two lives are pretty seperate and I'd like to keep it that way, thanks.

Does this thong make me look fat?

2005-05-25T22:20:00.000-04:00

When a person feels like they could lose 10 lbs, only one thing is worse than being naked in front of a room full of people. Having people give you money based almost solely on your looks.
Most of the girls at my club are painfully skinny to slender. In fact, at a size 4, I'm probably one of the heaviest girls there.
Of course there are a few "big girls" probably around a size 8. In fact, one of the girls I work with is 3 months pregnant! I always wonder how her weight gain has been affecting her money intake. I would guess that it's been dropping significantly each month, but maybe there's a need for cushy, curvy girls that she's filling. Yet somehow I'm doubting it.
Then there are girls skinnier than the Olsen twins, which somewhat freaks me out. Yet they seem to make good money. Of course, the girls on the slender side but with good muscle tone and a pretty healthy weight make the most money.
And it's allllll about the money.

Are those real?

2005-05-23T18:15:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $142

Well, I talked to some of the girls and they said that spring is a pretty slow time for strip clubs since people are generally happy and less lonely. I have to admit, it's been pretty slow at my club and again I wonder if I should move on to another club. Of course at another club I'd have to first audition and then compete with a whole new set of girls. Right now I get told that I'm one of the prettiest girls working most nights at least once. Of course, what really makes the money isn't just your looks, but how you talk to customers. I think that's why all the girls drink so much, so they become outgoing and friendly and talk to more people. I've been really crappy at that lately, it's like I've gotten lazy. And I can just imagine girls at the other clubs being even better at it, being almost predatory about it. I keep thinking I should go check out a club and see what it's like, but I never get around to it. Besides, then I would have to spend money tipping the girls and that would kinda suck, ahahaha.
It's such a pain hiding my second job from my mom. Luckily I'm only living with her for one more month. Every Saturday I have to tell her that I'm going over to a friend's house, I certainly have to hide all my stripperwear, I have to hide my rolls of ones all over my room. I think it'll be a relief when I finally move out and I can hang my thongs up to dry and whatnot. Because constantly lying to her is just wearing me out.

I can be whatever you want me to be

2005-05-12T14:09:00.000-04:00

I've decided to get myself a costume. I mean, if the strippers on Family Guy have neat outfits like cop or construction worker, then it must be the thing to do, right? So now I'm thinking of different themes that I could rock. I' m a small Pacific Islander and I look pretty young, so I could pull off the Catholic schoolgirl easily. But I went to private school and I'm not too impressed by it. Besides, almost every stripper has a schoolgirl uniform. I though about getting some Native American costume since I'm about 1/8, as well as a belly dancing costume of some sorts. But I think I'll go with a secretary outfit first. I want to appeal to business men, who have the most money to burn. Plus I think a fantasy most of them have is the sexy intern affair. Besides, if I end up moving to a club with more politicos coming in, I think that would appeal to them as well. The underground of DC is so interesing, maybe I'll shake my ass for Donald Rumsfeld one day. Man, I would hate that.

I don't want to talk to you, I just want $$$

2005-05-11T21:56:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $148

Man, I need a vacation. Working six days a week is really taking a toll on me. And I only dance one day a week! I couldn't imagine chumming up to strange men all the time. I've really been too anti-social and tired to make money lately, now I understand why most strippers do coke. Of course it's very hush hush at my club so it's not like I can get any.... I mean not that I would ever consider doing it... again... uhh, yeah.
I got to wear my new dress, it looked so good, yet I didn't make much money. Of course I didn't want to talk to anyone, instead I've been bugging my friends to come in so I can hang out with them. I really need to cut that shit out, but it's so much more fun.
On the bright side, my only regular who tips well came in. On the not-so-bright side, he asked me out. Of course I'm not going to call him which means I doubt he'll be coming in again so now I have to find someone new to tip me well. Any takers?

I Bet That Tastes Good

2005-05-04T20:58:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $157

If you're a boy who gets grossed out by parts of the female nature, I would not read on.

Many people ask me what strippers do when they have their periods. Since I work at a fully nude club, I knew this would be a potential problem for me. Well now I will tell you our secrets.
What a menstrating stripper does is put in a tampon and cut off the string. And yes, there have been girls who have to go to the doctor the next day because they can't get them out. We also use a lot of baby whipes.
I am personally lucky. After about one or two days I stop getting my period past 6 pm and therefore no longer have to worry about it. So I've never cut off the string to a tampon and then had to go fishing for it later.
It was an odd night dancing, one of my regulars tried to get me to go back to his hotel room at the end of the night, which freaked me out a little. I mean, really, a stripper is not a hooker. Yes, obviously we make money off our bodies, but if you want a professional go find one. Don't go and try to make one profession into another, even if they are related.
I also almost fell off the pole, definately a close call. I really want my own pole to practice at home so I can do the fun tricks you see on G-String Divas. And then I can have big pole parties where all the girls practice and drink and have a good ol' time. I think I have quite a few guy friends who'll be willing to come by and give us advice on what looks good.

Safety 101

2005-04-24T01:20:00.000-04:00

Safety is obviously a very important part of a stripper's life. Everyone hears the stories and doesn't want to end up with a stalker on her hands or worse.
It starts with dressing in street clothes to get to the club. I never wear anything slutty and I make sure to wear shoes I can run in. It's kinda odd how much it can affect my choices and that I have to think of worse case scenarios, but I figure it's better to be safe than sorry.
Next there's getting to the club and finding a place to park. I would never park somewhere without street lights, and I usually prefer to park on the main street, even if it means walking a longer distance.
Then you're in the club. While working, you always avoid the falling down drunk guys and never leave your drink alone. Once I had a guy kicked out of the club for trying to grab me on stage. It wasn't scary though, we have a 300 lb black man as a bouncer and I don't think anyone would want to fuck with him. But it was an interesting experience non the less. I haven't seen any major problems though, whenever a guy is asked to leave for whatever reason, he does.
Finally, there's the joy of leaving for the night. This is usually around 3 in the morning and there are very few people on the streets at this time. I always walk back to my car with mace in hand. I know the bouncers would walk the girls back if needed, but I think mace works just as well.
I read on StripperWeb.com that you should take a cab so that no one can trace your plates, but I think that's really a bit much for me. I also don't worry about someone following me home, I get on the highway and I think it'd be pretty noticable.
So those are my tips for exotic dancers everywhere, sadly enough they're the same tips I'd give a girl going to a frat party.

Bling

2005-04-17T23:24:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $299

Well this completely makes up for last week, I'm quite happy with my night's earnings. I think what happened is that there are a lot of conferences going on in town recently, and there are tons of wealthy businessmen around willing to throw money at the girls.
The first pair I hit up were from Alabama and seemed to be amazed at how crazy DC was. One of them talked a whole lot which made my job very easy, ask a question every so often and react big all the time.
The second victims were from Ohio and by that point I was drunk enough to ramble on about anything and everything. One was quite taken with me and gave me my very first $100 tip. Talk about exciting, I nearly fainted when I saw.
So, of course the next day the first thing I do is buy $100 worth of new dancewear, but I think they will probably earn me the money back. Besides, they're tax deductable.
www.frantastiks.com
This site rules for dancewear, I've never seen so much clothes and crazy variety. But, though I need a pair of clear platform shoes (to match everything), I decided to hold off until I can try them on in person. I think I'll try to get some 7 inch heels, so i catch reach the top horizontal bar on one of the stages without stretching. Wearing those killers I'll be a whopping 5'8.
I can't believe how much money I'm spending on stripper stuff when I told myself I'd only be dancing for a year or two. Seems like I could be doing it 8 years from now and become one of those old dancers who scare me. Well, let's hope not.

Girls! Girls! Girls!

2005-04-09T22:48:00.000-04:00

My net worth: $125

Ewwwwwwwwwww, I made crap over the night, nothing depresses me more than not breaking $150. I thought I danced really well that night too, but I guess it's more about finding customers to become your regulars, which I don't really do too often. I'm begining to consider moving to a different club, Joanna's. I hear it's much more expensive and classier, but I'm gonna try and do research first and see what other dancers have to say about it. One thing about JPs is that it has great management, very laid back people who always have the girls' backs. Though not in that way, you perv.
I'd miss my JPs girls though. My friend Allison finally worked with me. She worked at the club before I did and convinced me to get a job, though all it took was just one suggestion and I was sold. I guess I'd always had the fantasy of doing it, I just never really thought it could be actualized until I met someone who did strip.
Ah well, even on crappy nights, I still get lots of free drinks and have a good ol' time with my ladies.

Never Drink and Walk

2005-04-02T23:15:00.000-05:00

My net worth: $182

Maybe I should cut down on my drinking. It's hard when guys are buying you drinks all night and you just start to chug them down. Funny how in the beginning of the night, all the girls are waiting for a guy to buy them a drink and by then end we're all pretty toasted.
While walking to my car after work tonight, I managed to end up in someone's back yard. I could see my car on the other side of their fence though, so I figured I could climb it. These are city fences, mind you, probably at least 6 ft, if not higher. So I'm drunk as a monkey, climbing a fence with my giant backpack when one of those motion lights come on. I promptly fall onto the ground (at least on the other side) and roll down the hill to my car.
So I should probably stop drinking so much, especially later in the night. Maybe.

If Men Want to Look At Me, Why Shouldn't They Pay For It?

2005-03-07T22:52:00.000-05:00

Net worth: $209

Well my boyfriend and a mutual friend of ours came to see me dance. It wasn't nearly as bad as I was afraid it could be, I had envisioned many various worse-case scenarios beforehand. He was a little tense but he seemed fine even when I danced for other men. I also wasn't too weirded out seeing him look at naked girls. I'm really lucky to meet someone who immediately accepted the fact that I danced and was ok with it. I think most guys couldn't handle it, they don't quite understand the way a strip club works. Sure, we flirt with guys, take their phone numbers, say we'll call them when we have some free time. But of course we never do. We probably forget about them completely by the next day while nursing our hangovers. I should write a book on how to date strippers, since all these guys are doing it wrong.

I see London, I see France

2005-01-17T22:12:00.000-05:00

My net worth: $165

The dressing room is fun, we all gather in there before the night to put on make-up and girls just walk around naked, cigarette smoke and hairspray clouding the air. We have a "Mr.Perfect" doll hanging from the ceiling on a noose and usually there is lots of cackling laughter. It's amazing to see tired eyes brought to life and bruises melting away into a golden tan. These average girls become glamourous for the night.
And the girls really are something else. Already I've been offered some cheap stolen tvs, and I know everyone's sex life before I know their names. One of the girls even was arrested at the strip club for wacking a girl with a hot curling iron like it was a mace. Lots of the girls fit the stereotype, but some seem normal like me. Of course I use normal in the lightest of senses.

Exposed

2005-01-06T22:32:00.000-05:00

My net worth: $298

I finally did it, I finally got a job at a strip club.
It was one of those fantasies of mine that I never thought would come to fruition but here I am in 6 inch heels and a boa. The club is fully nude but we don't give lap dances, thankfully. I think grinding up on a sweaty man is just more than I could bear.
A lot of my friends were there which was nice. Most of them have seen me naked before... to be honest I've slept with most of them before. It was really good to have their support though. Their being there made me feel like they weren't condemning my actions.
The first time I was up there was actually somewhat calming. I knew exactly what I needed to do, dance for at least two minutes before taking my clothes off, and when a guy comes to stand in front of me shove my pussy in his face as many times as possible. Then two minutes before my set is done, get my clothes back on. Breaking it down into steps seemed to make the whole easier.
In a way it felt like I was partying the entire night, not working. I got to smoke and drink and dance and talk to people. So far the guys have been respectful, I just talk to them and ask them questions and their lives and listen. I have no idea if they’re making any of it up but at least I’m not completely faking my interest. But I have to admit, if I had a choice I’d probably be talking to someone else.