How You Can Be A More Confident Stripper


So now that I have concluded stripping takes very minimal skill and MAXIMUM confidence that is where you should always be mentally in your head.

Give yourself a little credit, you have a job where people pay to see you dance and at most legit clubs the patrons are not allowed to touch you !

Stripping is about being SEDUCTIVE, not being a slut. Being a slutty stripper is cheap and easy. Being seductive takes the right mind set. You have to be confident that you will make all the money you planned to make for that night and if someone doesn’t want a dance form you them that’s their loss and you should move on to the next person who would LOVE to worship you.

While I am out on the town eating dinner at a restaurant I imagine everyone in the restaurant knows me and I could care less about who the hell they are. UNLESS  they politely approach me with a request to serve me in some useful way. Now at the restaurant this was given to me in the form of drinks, compliments and service from people who worked at the restaurant, but weren’t my server. I imagine all of this in my head and I am conscious of my body language. I have proper posture, which looks more graceful and accentuates my thin body more. I am also pleasant with those who properly approach me from the beautiful appearance I use to lure them in and make them feel like they are the sweetest person I’ve ever met.

Another word to the wise is be very very particular about your appearance. If you just throw on any stripper out fit and don’t accessorize your lack of effort will show. Yes you may get attention and tips, but you may not be treated the way you would like to be treated.

Adorn your body with a sexy outfit whether it be lingerie, a sexy bathing suit or a really extravagant stripper costume which is what I would eventually like to get to. I also like lingerie with lots of pieces and things like that.

Also find out what the girls at your club who make the most money recommend. I would love to have beautiful costume jewelry on and a lovely bartender recommended that I wear long hair while I’m at work.

As a beginner remember to keep it simple and DON’T COMPARE YOURSELF !



First Day of Pole Class Review


So my first day was nothing like I expected, but it was well needed. No this will not be a post about the technical class, but more of how the class made me feel. Now first of all there were all types of body shapes and ages in this class and I loved that. I probably wasn’t the youngest one there and I also have a friend who’s my age that came along, but we were easily the thinnest. Many of these women take pole fitness classes to get in shape and feel more beautiful.

There were mirrors surrounding the room and many poles there as well. I am not in the greatest shape, but I honestly wasn’t trying to get in shape, but this class showed me how important fitness is even as a STRIPPER ! I also love how each exercise we did could be a sexy floor move if you just took an extra second to make it sexy. Exercising in general is a very sexy practice.

I have ZERO experience on a pole or dancing on stage so this was a good opportunity to get my feet wet. I felt very sexy and confident in class and it removed the stigma of what dancing will be. It will be fun and make me happy I’m sure.

I also got hired at a white club so I won’t be clapping my butt cheeks or pulling tricks out of my pussy lol.

My Fucking Awesome Day

Let me tell you I had the best day ever. And if your a subscriber of my blog your going to hear all about my day. So first honestly I have to tell you I see why they say lying is hard. Keeping a double life is fun but not speaking about it is your business, but it can be hard separating BUSINESS, FRIENDS, and FAMILY. They can be negatively overbearing sometime, but you must fight through that and fight past anyone who isn’t serving  you and live your life the best way that you want to. Living is not wanting, living is having. Why have you not? Oh young hot bombshell? Anyway my day was freakin awesome.

Well I did feel kind bad about some family issues, but I overcame those feeling and told myself I deserved to live my life. I started my pole dancing classes today and I’m gonna give you the run down.

  • First of all, a skinny girl can be out of shape.
  • Second of all drink a lot of water and bring a lot of water because beginners such as myself got winded and tired very quickly. I’m sure the teacher got a kick out of my antics. I got winded with the slightest Leg lift.
  • Bring a yoga mat if you are a beginner because your studio may not have. I was unprepared and didn’t have one and didn’t dress for class either. Omg but my high school bestie had my back. She’s a former volleyball player and she had shorts because I wore a black dress with black sheer nylons lol. I’m very much a character.
  •  So I worked out hard ! Got happy endorphin’s and had an awesome day.

I can’t wait until my next class which is will be Friday, Saturday and Sunday since the studio will be closed for the holiday.



Later on Day 7

So I was a little bummed that it wasn’t as easy to obtain a permit as easily as I had hoped, but I am on the right track and I have my appointment set. You never know what kinda of laws are in your favor my legally doing things the correct way.

So at this point I’m interacting with people in my everyday life and they have no idea this beautiful, intelligent sweet girl is on the road to becoming an exotic dancer. I have been around friends who I haven’t told, family, class mates and professors who of course I’m not telling. I am exceptionally beautiful and I am very used to getting complimented by complete strangers on a daily basis which makes me feel more confident these days and confidence is something every dancer needs to be successful.

I am still a little shy about the club scene so I want to get used to it more and even though I don’t have my permit I went to the club to see if I really needed it ti start and yes I do. They run a legit establishment and you can’t dance with out it.

The first time I went to the club there were no girls working and this time there was one white girl on the pole, a single man observing and a couple there cuddled up in a table. I couldn’t tell if the girl was a dancer or not. There was also 2 bartenders there because this club has two bars. Most black strip clubs aren’t as decked out and decorated as white strip clubs. This one is beautiful.

When I got out of my car there was also another girl getting out of her car as well. She was very light skinned, had on a red wig with some loose curls in it and a short black dress with a mini back pack on. She was very thick and I’m still trying to get a feel for the type of girls that work there and I assume every woman I see there is already a dancer,but she was trying to get hired. She was from New York and needed work asap. We both spoke with another woman and I spoke with a few bartenders who welcomed me with open arms. The girl from New York was told she wasn’t skinny enough for this clubs so thick girls know what type of clubs accepts your body type. I have never considered any of that because I’ve been a rail my whole life with nice boobs to match. The bouncers recommended some clubs to her and so did I and I make sure to try to stay in contact with as many girls as possible so I give her my number. She headed to a club that they told her does not require a permit in a seedy part of Atlanta.

I also have pole dancing classes scheduled and that is perfect since I don’t start for another 7 days. This will allow me time to condition a bit and groom my body.

I am now a little comfortable with my new club.

Day 7

There are procedures you must follow to earn money legitimately, even as a dancer.

Its always good to do things the right way to avoid the bad that can come along with fast money.

So I woke up to more depressing news abut a family situation that honestly I want nothing to do with now. I’m just trying to live my life and I am in no position to be held responsible for other adults or their responsibilities. I understand everyone needs help sometimes, but the depression can be contagious and that’s the last thing I need right now. As a dancer I would like to remain in high spirits and do what I have to do to take care of myself.

Now that I’ve gotten that off of my chest I can tell you about the steps I’m taking to begin working.

As a dancer at most legitimate clubs you must obtain a PERMIT. The permits are usually issued at a police precinct or something like that. If your club is legit then you will probably have to have one. Permits in my state range from $200-$375 in my experience and research. Some clubs don’t require one, but that may bite you in the butt with the daily House Fees you have to pay each night to work there. Dancing is very much like a small business.

Permits are made by APPOINTMENT ONLY !

I ignorantly thought that I would call, make my appointment, pay my fee and begin work the same night. No.

I called to make my appointment, no one answered so I left a message with my name and number and 1 hour later someone called me back and scheduled and appointment. She was very sweet and professional on the phone. To my surprise shockingly the soonest appointment they had was was 7 days later which is December 1, 2015. There was nothing I could do about that so I accepted it and she told me the forms of payment and the fee was $200 which is a good price. Now I will have to clinch my purse until then. Money is dwindling but I’m holding on.



Day 6

I just woke up and dancing has been on my mind so much that its beginning to be a little normal. I actually met one my good friend’s friend who is also a dancer with a similar body type as me and I got some good insight without spilling the beans on my plans. It sucks that I have to be secretive because I know how jealous and discouraging people can be. This girl legit makes it seem like you have to be a Beyonce like trained dancer to strip. LOL This is all so funny to me. I would love to share this interesting journey with the girls closet to me but I can’t handle the judgmental and discouraging commentary at this point in my decision.

I have to go get a wax and get my outfit together. After that I will set an appointment to get my permit and head over to the club later on tonight. Believe it or not I think I will enjoy it. I’m a young woman and I deserve to have the right to choose what I want to do and I am choosing to do this. I can’t wait to have the money ! I really really just want the money. At This point my main concern is how I will have to dance on stage and their style of lap dancing. Every club has rules thank goodness because I don’t want people touching me and being rude.

I also understand that there is an enjoyable aspect to dancing. Besides the men being absolutely mesmerized it is quite enjoyable for the dancer also. I don’t mind getting some pleasure from the job seeing as I am single and lacking attention myself so this can be the best of both worlds. I was mainly concerned about the degradation but c’mon I’m no virgin and I’ve never been in an official relationship with most of my sexual partners so a lap dance for money sounds right up my alley.

I think I’m ready to live my life for me and stop apologizing for things I want to do and also stop being worried about what people think about me. Especially people who didn’t call me when I needed a shoulder to lean on the most. lol Its kinda funny to think about how we put people on such high pedestals that server no fundamental purpose in our lives.

Alone Time

I listen to songs I’d like to dance to and practiced dancing a 3 song set which is very physically demanding and I wasn’t expecting that. I got used to wearing the shoes which were very comfortable.

  • tomorrow when I wake up
  • I am going to call and set an appointment for my permit
  • go to class
  • mentally prepare to dance my first night
  • wish me luck


Day 4

So I was laying in the bed Saturday morning from a stripper documentary filled night. I woke up  a mission in mind and I took a shower got dressed, did my make up and went to a legit looking club just outside of the city. When I pulled up the club was a huge place. A security guard asked me if I was there to work and I shyly told him I was there to apply. I didn’t know what to expect after I told him that and he told me he would take me to the house mom. I walked across the huge club that was decorated beautifully with poles and seating areas.

All I can think about is if I can really actually dance for men. I go to the back where I see lockers and mirrors and then a late 20ish short petite white woman approached me and I was expecting a middle aged type of woman, but this woman was very youthful and beautiful. She basically looked at me and hired me, no audition necessary yay me ! I still have to get up there and show them what I got on Monday though. The house mom gave me an application to get my permit which will be $200. Thankfully I have a little money saved up to get this permit. I also spoke with one of the dancers who was so very helpful and made me feel very welcomed and I just loved this atmosphere of the club.

I left feeling awesome and I spent the rest of the day looking for shoes which are a little pricey especially at retail cost. I went back to another Starship location, but they didn’t have shoes at location. I then got fed up and looked online for a store that would have shoes, I called Stardust and they had shoes so which were $40.00 more than the online price, but I was exhausted and didn’t want to put it off so I just bought them. They only had one pair in my size so I took that as fate LOL. After that I went to Walmart and bought lacy underwear and I was feeling good so I went on a date right after.

It felt a little weird being in the presence of a man that liked me with my clothes on and I also liked him a little. It made me think if I could have a normal life and dance at the same time and basically I remembered my date isn’t offering to relieve me of my financial struggles so my journey continues. I really have to persevere at this point because my mind is everywhere but it boils down to needing money.

I spent the night trying on my heels and putting myself knee deep in stripper videos. I’m still a little nervous, but honestly I’m more exhausted from the rat race.





Day 3

After I was really going more broke by the day I took a trip to “Starship” the adult novelty store, and that eased my mind so much. I’m going through this journey alone so I’m trying to tread lightly. Starship was an amazing experience to do alone. I got a chance to look at shoes and loads of outfits. It made the decision feel more real for me to be in the presence of all the clothes. At this point I have called a really hot gentlemen’s club and the woman on the phone sounded middle aged so I figured she a secretary or the house mother or something. She was absolutely helpful and directed me to a answering service that gave me a phone number to text my headshots and bodyshots to. I sent them in and they said they would contact me when they were ready to schedule an audition. That was Friday and today is Sunday so precious time was passing by and I was getting more anxious so I called another club referred by my unhelpful friend who says she can’t work there because its so far away. I called them and they were rude which was expected, so I wrote them off because I don’t do negative vibes. That traumatized me and I was literally freaked out to call another club and the reality of the “audition” was also freaking me out. My Craigslist friend had an audition with her company and she had to dance for 30 minutes. That sounded very judgmental and impossible for me to just do. I spent Friday and Saturday night building my confidence y watching documentaries and practicing moving naked in heels. I actually looked at my body in the mirror and loved what I saw. I could gain a little weight at 5’6 105 lbs, but I still loved the shape and movement of my thin frame and I had a little bit of jelly which I never noticed but was very pleased to see. I easily knew I would not want to be in a club with loads of thick women, I could make it, but I just don’t feel like that’s the right place for me.

I also noticed women in this industry are very competitive and I wanted to avoid a place like this. I live in Atlanta, but I don’t think  I want a dancing job that close to the city as I’m more likely to see someone I know which would mortify me.

Day 2

Now that I have kind of convinced myself that this is the best use of my young body to maximize my income I have so business to handle. 

I have a very good friend who Also did a short stint dancing and she figured it wasn’t for her. I can’t judge because I don’t even know if its for me yet. I figured she would be very helpful…. think again. I was getting a catty vibe like I was stealing her thing so I deceased the topic when I sensed this. I would as her questions like “So how much money can you make in a night?” her response was literally “Depends.” so I asked “Like $100, $200, $300?” her response “I don’t know it all depends.” LOL at this point I’m mentally amused at how catty women can be for no reason when they find another woman is ready to make some money. She even toyed with the idea of going back. In the following days I would make comments like “Dancing looks like fun it might not be so bad.” her response “No most of those dancers have a dance background and they really know what they’re doing.” Now this may be a true statement, but its not a supportive statement to a friend who is trying to ease the reality of looking into exotic dancing and honestly I see drug addicted people be strippers so this was jealous rambling in my mind. I also asked her what she wore and she simply said “Underwear.” LOL I’m still amused at this point at the callous behavior. One thing I know about dancing is it takes loads of courage and you don’t feel comfortable talking about it with many people so this was just absurd behavior to me. Insecure people will also envy your courage and confidence to openly and apologetically discuss the situation the way I approached the topic. I don’t think dancing is something to tip toe around not pun intended. It was then I decided to look on Craigslist for similar women in my situation looking for a partner in crime.  I came across many fakes and one real girl. We only text and I wanted someone to go in with me as a friend, but she decided to go with a “booking agency” and I don’t really like the idea of that so I think we’ll just be friends from afar.