11.05.11
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I know what it’s like to work for minimum wage, I know what it’s like to work for free. But I also know what it’s like to make your whole month’s rent in half a night.
(Source: rickrosswifey, via stagesandddstereos)
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10.29.11
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You can take a year-long hiatus and still get recognized.
—Anonymous submission.
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07.11.11
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While I was dancing on the float a guy from the crowd yelled at me and my friend also in a bikini top to flash, and I instinctively yelled back “Give me twenty dollars, bitch!”
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06.06.11
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The weather gets nice out and your expression goes sour: rather than visions of beaches and frilly drinks, you think of how quiet it’s going to be in the club when there are ‘free shows’ on every shore and the ‘new’ summer distracts people from the door.
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05.19.11
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You can spot another stripper out in public, in “real life,” because you are both doing the same bored booty-shake dance that’s become so habitual when you have nothing better to do with your body while you wait.
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05.17.11
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You show off your bruises like merit badges. You trade your tales like vet stories. You point and preen and poke and say words like “inverted aerial” or “that time I went upside down” and the language is no barrier.
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04.04.11
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You can appreciate the little perks. Like how you can call out of a shift an hour before you’re due to show up, not worry about getting someone to cover, not run out of the times you can do this per year—and you still have the job the next day.
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03.21.11
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The names of the days of the week have ceased to have any meaning for you. The days can simply be organized into ‘working’ and ‘not working.’ We don’t bother with all of this strange “Monday,” “Tuesday” nonsense. That’s just extra classification we don’t need.
—Compliments of Lilah.
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03.18.11
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Your personal goals and challenges look a little, well, different. Join a gym? Fuck that. My goal is to be able to do tricks in 7” and 8” heels, so my challenge is “heel height.” Lilah’s, on the other hand, is to face the no-ankle-strap-challenge.
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You only need one glance to determine the difference between “a little weight” and “baby bump.” And darling—you’re awesome and congrats!—but the monokini isn’t fooling anyone.
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