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Stripped

Tales of the naked city, from a Las Vegas dancer.

02.3.12 · 10:41 AM

Hypothermia? In Las Vegas?!

The stabbing pain of the cold water hit me with a strength I was not expecting. I’d jumped into the pool with all my clothes on sometime near dawn, drunk enough that I wouldn’t have felt a punch to the face. Still, even with diminished sense, I felt like I’d been sliced open by the water. I figured it would quickly stop hurting, so I swam to the bottom, then took a lap before dragging myself out from the deep ... Read more...

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01.28.12 · 1:35 PM

Strippers and dogs years

They say dogs age the equivalent of seven years for every one human year. My 49-year-old (in dog years) hound dog is snoring next to me. I’ve had him since he was a puppy. In what seems like a few lazy months, I’ve seen him go from a wide-eyed energetic baby to a sad-looking old man. His eyebrows and chin turned white, and he’s always ready for a nap. He likes to sit on the bench next to me at ... Read more...

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01.22.12 · 9:16 PM

On poker-induced stomach aches and skipping CES

I just got back from a week in the Bahamas. My boyfriend is a professional poker player, and we were there for a tournament. I like poker. Like stripping, it’s part luck and all balls. I get nervous watching him play, though. I mean, I’m a pretty nervous person anyway, but money makes me extra anxious. He’s such a calm person most of the time, so watching him get upset over bad hands is bizarre. It makes my stomach hurt. ... Read more...

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01.14.12 · 12:33 AM

Stripped: A downward spiral

“I’m in love with you,” I told him for the first time after months of dating. I was propped up against the wheel of my friend Blackbird’s unregistered car that was parked in the driveway. I had my legs straight out in front of me and my back slouched over like a rag doll on a shelf. It was late in the morning, and I was still drunk from work the night before. The sun was hot and bright, and ... Read more...

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01.2.12 · 4:22 PM

A lap dance for Santa

For Christmas I get some screenwriting software, a dead bird and a bag of loose Marlboro red cigarettes. In that order. I spend the day in my pretty pink apron cooking at my boyfriend’s house while he plays on the computer. I make parmesan mashed potatoes, green beans almandine, turkey and gravy from scratch. I turn his beautiful kitchen into an apocalypse of dirty pots, pans and stacks of dishes. It looks like a flour bomb exploded in there. I ... Read more...

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12.28.11 · 6:53 PM

Getting nailed for Christmas

It’s the holidays. Around this time I generally take a step back from the strip club and work on myself while the dust settles. I hit the gym, I get my hair dyed and I stop drinking to the point of passing out on the bathroom floor. A little overdue maintenance for the body and soul. My liver and I appreciate the time off. All this maintenance involves a trip to the salon. My hair lady, a lovely Mexican woman ... Read more...

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12.16.11 · 9:37 AM

Things they don’t teach strippers in Econ 101

Good riddance, cowboys. Welcome dead-till-New-Year’s business time. The rodeo is over and I managed to dance for two cowboys and one cowgirl before they all rode off into the sunset. There were surprisingly few cowboys at my club, and I don’t recall hearing a single country song. It was nowhere near the hoedown I was expecting. There were plenty of down hos, though. We’ve seen better days. The first cowboy I danced for was a gorgeous 24-year-old boy from Wyoming. ... Read more...

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12.9.11 · 6:02 PM

Where have all the cowboys gone? (And why are we carpooling?)

The first week of NFR has come and gone, and it’s hard not to be completely discouraged. At the end of my last shift me and three other strippers went home in the same car. Two of us hadn’t earned back the money we spent to work, and the other two had barely earned anything over. One decided to give up and leave town and the rest of us are going to get back on the proverbial horse. It’s kind ... Read more...

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12.7.11 · 5:01 PM

Stripping for hillbillies

My stripper friend is visiting from out of town to work with me. I warned her it’s going to be insane because the rodeo is back in Las Vegas, but I’m genuinely excited about it this year, which is a lot different than in the past. In previous years, everything about the cowboy invasion annoyed me. I avoided work for the entire duration of the rodeo last year. I didn’t like country music. I didn’t like the crowds of cowboys. ... Read more...

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02.28.11 · 12:33 PM

Black Bird is about to pop, and a fellow stripper pops off

I’m with Black Bird in Arizona at her grandma’s house. Bird is 10 months pregnant and ready to pop. We’re spending our days not doing much. Just picking fruit from the citrus trees and eating them on the porch waiting for the big day. We peel the not-entirely-ripe oranges on the porch swing and toss the peels under the trees next to other rotting lumps of fallen fruit. We get a chance to do nothing but talk. We discuss our ... Read more...

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