Shitty quality phone camera is shitty....
Despite health issues and it being a Last Minute Coverage night, things weren't so bad at Tootsy's tonight. I was Door Wench Extraordinaire again, and it was gleeful at some points!
Some groovy folks kept Me company.
Some fun chicks made Me smile.
Wife #1 worked, which is always good!
Little Sister worked too. Cameltoe Salad FTW!
Tips didn't suck. It wasn't enough to get the rest of My ink done on Friday, but it will work well towards bills. Ew, bills.
My new makeup loves are NYC's Cheek Glow in Riverside Rose for My eyeshadow, and NYC'sLippin Large plumping gloss in Plum Tart. My sexymeter almost crashed.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Alas, by Full Moon I mean that lovely object in the night sky...
So a guy came in today, and put a dollar in my tip bucket and said "here, this will help you get that tattoo removed!"
My response was "Well at least it will cost me less than the procedure you're gonna need to save up for to get a bigger dick."
Really... WTF was the point of insulting the woman who is going to LET YOU INTO THE TITTY BAR? Maybe his fetish is cockblocking himself before he even gets into the room with the women he has no chance with. Who knows!
But that was just part of the Full Moon Madness that struck us at Tootsy's Cabaret this fine night.
99.99999999999% of the dancers tonight were INSANE. Drunks, lunatics, obsessives, floozies, and morons. I had one girl ask me, FOR FIVE MINUTES STRAIGHT, if she had REALLY paid her house fee. She had. 20 minutes earlier.
It would have all been more tolerable if the tips hadn't sucked like Hoover's hooker neice outside of a bowling alley on tournament night.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
You know you've had a Good Drunk when, the following day, you're trying to figure out a) how a thong got into your purse, and b) who it belongs to.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Tis another crazy night at Tootsy's Cabaret!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I snagged the Devil and Angel pins from Jennie ala Devil's Panties this past weekend, and thought it would be fun to wear them whilst I was Door Wenching. I got many compliments! A few people even suggested I get them inked on my shoulders LOL. Maybe!
Every year, I haul ass out to Orlando for MegaCon. I unleash My inner Geek. I shop till I drop, I become a squealing fangirl, and I support My artistically talented pals. This year was no exception.
My yearly tradition is to have My super awesome pals, Jennie, and Nigel, sign My boobs. I also greet said Jennie with a vigorous shaking of the boobs in question. This year they had to share one boob, since the other is newly inked. Oops! But they managed rather well. If you don't know who they are, Jennie has a delightful webcomic called The Devil's Panties, and Nigel is a badass pirate with some amazing art.
I also got to see another great guy I know, Tommy, who is also an amazing artist. He was busy every time I passed by, so I didn't get to pester him this year. :(
One major highlight of the con was meeting and posing with John DeLancie, Brent Spiner, and Levar Burton, as you can see by the photo in this post. They were SO amazing. I've always loved those guys. Best part? Before the photo was taken, they took a moment to discuss My boobs. I win! I win at life! I had a total nerdgasm. I shoulda goosed them. Heh.
Another huge deal for Me was having the amazing Doug Sneyd sketch Me in a book of his comics that I bought. That is such an honor! I've been on Cloud 9 ever since. I've been a fan of his work since I was a wee lass.
I spied a lot of really nice costumes this year, but far fewer than years past. Someday I shall get all done up as some character or another, but I have no idea who, and when I will do this. I doubt I'd have anything done in time for DragonCon this year.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Behold, the North American Nudie Bar Door Wench. Door Wenching is serious business! See how serious I am about it? Even before I leave for the job? See how seriously bad I needed to bleach My roots? Yup.
Monday, March 15, 2010
"Big Boobs = Fat. Okay? Skinny women cannot have big boobs unless they're implants or whatever. Point being;
Large breasted women aren't usually popular, as they are usually overweight, take myself for example."
Oh dear, sweet, crispy, Christ.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Megacon was epic, as always. More so this year, in some ways, IMHO. Details to come when I have some spare time!
Friday, March 12, 2010
Today, at the Less Glamorous Job, I met the King Of All Mouthbreathers. Literally. You could hear his wet breathing sounds from anyplace in the store. It was scary. Seriously... he was like Darth Vader.
I think he'd be a fun client. Endless material for humiliation and taunting.
"Sporting a Muffin Top is one thing, but sporting an entire tray of muffins is... unfortunate."
Thursday, March 11, 2010
I had recently stumbled upon an ad for this spa. I was drooling. But then I found they had a perfect package for Wife #1 and I...
A Day At The Creek For Two
- Couples Creekside Citrus and Cedar Massage
- Couples Classic Manicure
- Couples Classic Pedicure
- Lunch for Two
- Complimentary Champagne
Time for some Strip Club Customer Fail. The first is surprisingly common. That's just all kinds of dissapointing. The latter? Pathetic. Seriously full of Fail.
1) Going to a strip club with no money. No cash, no plastic. Nothing. Nada. Zippo. Zilch. It's especially mind boggling when these dudes are going to an unfamiliar club. One that may have a cover charge and/or a drink minimum... which is really common practice. Really guys? Did you honestly climb out from under a boulder 5 minutes prior to arriving at My place of work? Do you really think that strip clubs are the place to be if you are broketastic?
2) This one a fellow dancer, Alexis, told Me this past Monday...
The DJ announced 2 for 1 shots. Alexis was sitting with a customer out on the floor.
Alexis: "Hey, 2 for 1 shots! Wanna do a shot?"
Customer: "Sure! You buy yours and I'll do the freebie!"
Alexis: "Are you shitting me?!?!?!"
I facepalm every time I think about this. What kind of moron goes to a nudie bar and expects the dancer to buy him a drink? Fucktard.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Once upon a time, a bit over a year ago, a fresh-faced, young lil stripper chick walked into our lives at Tootsy's. Lana was tiny, young, hyper, and expressive. I admit, I had a crush on the inked, silly, tiny Blasian girl who could work the pole like no one's business. She would climb up onto My lap, talk at Me about everything, and make Me smile. She would write Me poems. She would steal My gum. I'd get random lap dances and serenades.
Unfortunately, as it can happen now and then, she got hung up with the Wrong Girls. The girls who feed the stereotypes of stripperdom. It started with doing drugs. Now, that isn't something I automatically frown upon, but it wasn't just a Here And There thing. The use got worse, then it went into selling, and then into dirty dancing, and eventually into hooking.
It broke My heart to see someone with such promise and life turn into someone so faded and used up. And she was only 20 years old. Gone was the girl I got all twitterpated over.
Eventually, she was fired for the Not Nice Things she was doing at the club. Contact was lost, people turned their backs on each other. It happens in this business.
We saw her in Tootsy's the other week, trying to get her job back. That didn't work.
And the, this past Monday when I arrived to do Door Wenching, I found out that they had found her in a bath tub... dead. Overdose? Still trying to find out.
She had just turned 21.
Oh Lanalicious, you had such a future if you had only stayed on the wiser path. Yes, you let us down. You let yourself down. You made choices that brought hardship upon you. This wasn't how it was supposed to turn out, though. I will mourn you for a long time. I will think of the Times That Were Good and smile. I will read your poems and cry. I wish we could have saved you from yourself.
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
I love the smell of new phone in the morning...
Monday, March 08, 2010
One of My guilty pleasures is Bollywood. Bollywood and Bhangra. So when I need to wake up and get in a good mood, I crank this station. Shakin' My booty around the apartment is a great way to get all psyched up for a night at the nudie bar.
In 4 hours ya'll can find Me at the front door of Tootsy's Cabaret, demanding to see IDs. I will be doing so in a way most pleasing to the eye, I promise. ;)
I pray to the Nudie Gods that it will be a profitable evening.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Saturday, March 06, 2010
"A real man will tell you that he loves you just to make you smile. A real customer will tell you that he loves you just to get out of having to tip you for a lap dance."
Friday, March 05, 2010
I recently received some amazing chocolates from France, including some Knock You Over, booze-filled delights. Oh em eff gee, did I ever nom them with a fierceness! It was the highlight of this year so far, that's for sure!
Clearly, I had forgotten completely how much it hurts The Day After Dancing. Especially when one has taken off a few hundred years. Can I blame being blawnd, despite it being bottled? Just this once?
I swear, every inch of My body is sore. I am in dire need of the most epic massage ever. Hell even My hair hurts. Anyone know hair massage?
I'm about to have a long, steamy date. With My bathtub and a bottle of Eucalyptus/Spearmint bubble bath. And I sure wouldn't argue with you if you sent Me more... I might end up needing it in bulk!
Thursday, March 04, 2010
I have been battling insomnia and light sleeping since I was a wee little brat. Nothing new, but still... very unpleasant! Insomnia used to like to think of Me as it's BFF and that's not very groovy for Me.
But the light sleeping still plagues Me. I can't sleep for more than half an hour at a time. Argh! I wake up exhausted even if I sleep for 12 hours!
So it's been a few years since I've had a huge rash of Cant Sleep For Plural Days, with maybe oh... 3 or 4 instances of it in the past 2 years. We aren't as BFF anymore, thankfully.
Figures that, today, I have a nice dose of it. But today? Of course, today when I have to go do battle in The Less Glamorous Job, aka Retail Hell... So as I type this, as I get ready to go to said retail job that I SOOO adore... I'm at 27.5ish hours with no sleep. Yep, since BEFORE I danced all night last night at Tootsy's. Cute, right?
No, no not really. Cute like a stomach pump, as Daffy Duck once said.
No, I will be lacking the restfulness I usually get from My morning* sleep session. By the time Retail Hell is through with Me for the night, I will be at a bit over 36 hours of OH GODS AM I STILL AWAKE?!?!?!?! WHYYYY???!???!!
I've done it before, but it's been a while. So I gotta suck it up and keep the It's Just Like Riding A Bike mentality. I've done it before, I can troop through 36 hours of Eyes Open, WHILE working. I am MIGHTY!
I am RAMBLING! LOL... yes it's gonna be a nice big, fat case of Coke Zero for Moi tonight.
So feel for Me, have pity for My plight tonight kiddies. And get some zzzzzz for Me.
* Yes, I said Mornings. I sleep days. Have for a berjillion years. I've been sleeping (for the most part) from 6am till 3pm for years now. It's how I roll. Heh. Night Owl FTW!
I want 2 logos for My site. One with a cartoony or vector likeness of myself, the other just a very fancy P. The P would be great for "signing" photos, shirts, etc...
I'm pondering the following fonts. Opinions?
Tonight I danced for the first time since about June. I was so nervous! It was like being Newbie Stripper all over again LOL. I was only slightly wobbly on stage, I swear! I got lots of compliments on my Playboy bikini and gartered panties! Yay! My Tootsy's gals kept Me sane LOL.
Money wasn't spectacular, but such is life on a Wednesday. Plus it's still Bike Week so... I met a very nice gentleman from up north. We had fun chatting and dancing. Wife #1 and I had a mini Inner Room 2 reunion with some former coworkers. THAT was way cool. And I got to hang with The Jay. This is always A++
I hope I can get some more spare time to dance soon. I missed it a lot!
I was rather psyched to get a blog here, but alas... someone HAS the user name paigedwinter. WTF? The nerve!!! Alas, this shall have to do. I am THE Paige D'Winter. Never forget that LOL.
In case yer new to all things Paige, I am a 30something adult model, Dominatrix, exotic dancer, and retired cam wench.
I've been working in strip clubs, in various positions, since 1996. Likewise, I've been a lifestyle switch and professional Dominant since the same year.
I started modeling in general at the age of 13, when I started doing teen pageants and catalog modeling. Once I turned 18, it was all downhill!
It's very possible that you've seen Me around. I've been on websites such as playboy.com, dickievirgin.com, bloodlinesint.com, as well as several fetish sites, modeling sites, and My own website, paigedwinter.com
So... that would be the basics right there. Welcome to My new blog. Hope to see you often. :)