Sunday, September 28, 2008

Enough

It's funny how women are so catty.. Trust me I live this nightmare every night I go to work. Ladies, I know we got issues, baby fathers acting up, children costing you money, bills stressing you out, households to hold down, men to keep track of, girlfriends to counsel and the lists goes on; but damn, why must we take it out on eachother. Women are the strongest beings in the world, shit we create life, so we should be able to rationalize and handle our emotions a little bit better. I walk around in the club and see two things; females that idolize me and females that hate me. For whatever reason we always find a reason to not like the next female, even if she didn't do shit to us, I have been guilty of that a time or two. But now, I feel as though the older a woman gets the further away she should get from the catty, hateful bitchassness. The strip club is the Queen , the prime atmosphere for catty women, I mean we are eachother's competition, but the amount of jealousy that lurks in this place is sickening. You have old heads who been dancing for eons, so I obviously know why there mad, instead of being mad at me and others like me, find a new profession. If your child or children are high school or college bond, it's been past time for you to stop dancing A: customers have been sick of looking at your old ass and B: personally, aint you worn out by now... Then you got the bad body, bad face, bad mouth bitches (who really need to get with a dentist ASAP)... of course when they see a looker they get mad.. but what about the other pretty ones who hate.. WTF? Jealousy, or insecurities within themselves, that's the most logical answer. In a place where looks determine your monetary worth, I understand how catty issues arise, but we all are working together. If we'd come together positively A: we could make more money B: we'd be less stressed, because you and I know we got more shit going on in our everyday lives then have to deal with more BS at work and C: it will keep you safe, because I know, I can feel an ass whooping about to go down... then your snitching and I'm off to Framingham State Women's facility.. No thank you!

Saturday, September 27, 2008

What We Are Not!

Im going to clear up a few misconceptions of what a stripper is not, usually..... A stripper is not a prostitiute, just because she shows her body doesn't mean she sells it. Strippers are entertainers, or better yet exotic dancers that create and/or provide a fanatsy to our customers. We sell a dream. We are not all uneducated, money hungry bitches. We are not sluts and whores who prey on married men and break up happy homes. Many strippers believe it or not are highly educated, some are professionals such as teachers, doctors, correction officers, lawyers, social workers, makeup artists, novalists, buisness owners, and the list goes on. Many strippers have Bachelors, Masters, and PhD's, or are on their way to obtaining one. Many strippers are parents, wifes, heads of household's, someone's loved one... we are people too. As far as our earnings we make more than the average 9-5er. Most strippers see six figures each year, tax free, with or without a college degree. Many of us opt to choose this lifestyle because of the flexibilty and of course because of the high earnings. Strippers enjoy the same nice things as the average woman as well as require the same treatment as the average woman. Sometimes men and women who either visit the strip club or know you dance treat you as if your unworthy of respect. I am a stripper, a writer, a single proud mother, a fiancee, a daughter, a sister. I went to a prestigious university on a full scholarship. Who I am is way more than what I do and that goes for all the exotic dancers. Don't judge a book by it's cover until you crack it open and read the contents. Don't get me wrong, you will find stripper hoes, dumb strippers, gold digging strippers.... but not all of us are like that.... And NO, just because you strip doesn't mean you will not find a good man who will want to marry you.. I HAVE!