Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
You know those zits that are the size of Rhode Island, and never come to the surface? They lurk under the skin like painful trolls under a bridge, hiding and making life miserable? Whoever invented those needs to be kicked repeatedly in the genital area until death occurs. Just sayin. Ow. Fucking ow. I seem to always get them on My chin. Nowhere else. So not only are they painful, but they don't help My money either. Giant, swollen, painful chin. Cute. I mean really, who wants a stripper who looks like Jay Leno? Well, maybe this guy would but...
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Stripping is like Hotel California. There is always the possibility for checking out, but it sticks with you in certain ways. Not that I'm quitting, but even when I'm doing the most mundane things, there it is.
Yesterday I spent some much needed time with a friend and her family. It was her, her husband, their 3 kids, his sister, and the sister's kid. Lots of awesomeness.
At one point my friend asked Me to play DDR with them. Without even thinking about it, My reply was "Nuh uh, no dancing. It's my day off."
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
I received a freebie sample kit from NuboNau today. Yay! It came in a pretty, white, mesh bag. That's a keeper! Too nice to throw away :) Inside were samples of SheerinO'kho Outdoor Meetings Wintertime face cream, SheerinO'kho 1st Class Flight face cream, Pai Comfrey & Calendula body cream, Nude Moisture Balance, Nude Miracle Mask, Nude Advanced Eye Complex, John Masters Oragnics Blood Orange & Vanilla body wash, and matching body milk. Yay! Can't wait to use them. Maybe this big storm tonight will be a good reason to have bath time.
I arrived to work yesterday to find out that there had been some cut backs to save money. Less bouncers, less door girls. My spot as Monday Night Door Wench is secure, since I don't get paid to do it. But less bouncers? Yeah. We had no issues Monday, but no bouncer on Monday is not awesome. Sometimes, shit DOES happen on Monday. Ugh. Ok yeah we have the manager and the DJ if anyone needs help but... I prefer 3 Big Dudes instead of 2. The manager can do his thing, the DJ can do his, and we'd still have security. Bleh!
We had one girl who was dancing in the VIP room and was... ew. The guy's hand on her ass looked like he was using her as a bowling ball, if you catch My drift. Gross. She's such a skank. But the idea of using skanky strippers as bowling balls is LULZ.
One girl has been having a lot of home issues. She commented that she felt silly that Tootsy's was the only place she felt safe to turn to. Part of Me acknowledges that one needs more solid folks/places in their life if the titty bar is it, but most of Me is very :) that we have such a good place that it's a solid place/filled with solid people for her. I love My bar, despite it's flaws!
My psycho former roommate, Erica. Remember her? Her man was in the bar last night. The one that used to be My friend, the one who stuck Me with her in the first place. He tried real hard to pretend he didn't see Me. LOL. Good. And he's fucking lucky he didn't try to bring her skank ass in with him. She'd be in a world of hurt.
You know what I hate? When I'm rockin the Door Wench thing, and a group of dudes come in, and one goes to tip Me very handsomely, and one of his friends cockblocks My tip jar by tellin him to tip less. WTF. It tends to be when it's agroup od middle-aged white guys. Not always, but usually. Bleh. That fucking sucks. Last night, one guy was going to give me a $20 for all 4 of them, but his friend stopped him and gave me $4! UGH!!!
I'm greatly amused by the one girl we have who dances like a cheerleader on stage. It's often times quite silly to observe, but really fun, and keeps folks in a good mood. Yay enthusiasm! :D
We have this one girl, who no one likes. She's a pin up wannabe with a really shitty attitude, and is a total ho bag in VIP. She's stuck up, talks shit, and gives people a shite 'tude at all times, even for no reason. Ugh. I wish she'd disappear. For example: She came in one day and a bartender who hadn't met her once introduced herself. This chick's reaction? "So?!?!" and she walked off. WTF? Why be like that? We're generally a good crew. No need to be so shite to people. Bleh...
Female customers, I love you. Especially when you yell, cheer, clap, tip, and get lap dances. Rock the fuck on! But the moment you start lap dancing for your man? Suddenly the world is rocked by the sound of 10 thousand strippers' noses wrinkling in distaste. The Grump Heard Round The World.
Yesterday we had a group of couples that came in and had a blast. Now some folks have internal "radars" about other folks. Gaydar, stripperdar, furdar, etc... but My kinkdar went off.. AKA "lifestylerdar". There was a lot of hair pulling, spanking, and other such fetishy posturing going on. My manager's kinkdar went off too. Hmm. Never got to find out anything for sure though.
Oh, by the way... a Jheri curl mohawk on a white dude is unfortunate. That is all.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Had another round of technicians out here at the condo yesterday to work on My net connection, so I missed a day on the photo project :(
I was able to snap this a bit before the 1st tech showed up LOL. I had just enough time to get dressed up, take the pic, and put My "mundane" clothes back on. Muhahahaa. Could you imagine if I had answered the door like this?
Today I snapped a pic in My super comfy "palm frond" panties from Victoria's Secret. I call em that because the stripes and the colors remind me of dried palm fronds!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Here I am, after work. Despite it being Just Sitting At The Door, I'm always exhausted by 0230. So I have minimal energy to scrape off the War Paint. I get the lipstick off and just kinda collapse at the PC. This is what you'd see if you were there for it:
Monday, January 17, 2011
More dreams to discuss, or at least to put down on e-paper.
In the first of the two dreams in question, I was at "Tootsy's" but, as always, it was a completely different looking bar. The stage was a runway only, and the majority of the seating in this small club were the chairs that went around the stage. This dream was short, but the main focus was that I was making VERY good tips on stage. Everyone was just handing over the cash! As it should be... heh! Ron, one of our bouncers, escorted Me off stage to a little back area where I was counting My tips. I was sorting them by bill type. $1s, $5s, $10s, $20s, etc. This is what I usually do. At one point, mid-count, I found a $3 and I laughed. Someone thought it'd be cute to make it and tip Me with it. In dreaming as well as in waking, I found this amusing. Once upon a time, there was a graphic made of a three dollar bill with My face in it, to go along with the phrase "queer as a three dollar bill" so I liked this. But as I kept counting, I found that more and more of the tips were fakes. $6s and $11s and the like. I became furious and wanted to find the culprit. It was then that I woke up.
Later on, after I had returned to sleep, I dreamt that I had a lovely young lady bound in a den-like setting. Her wrists were tied up with leather strapping, and held above her and outward. Likewise her ankles were tied down to the floor. She made a lovely site, spread out and open. Nude. All I really did was randomly touch her, gently. A finger tip to her inner arm made her shiver. A nibble to her throat caused a longing utterance. Everything I did to her was gentle, loving. But because I waited so long in between touches, and because she wore a blindfold, her reactions were rather intense... given the situation. It was gorgeous, her skin reflecting the light from a fireplace. The room was lined with old books, and littered with comfortable reading chairs.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
I often dream about stripping. I have yet to delve into whether or not that is a good thing. The one thing that all of the stripping dreams have in common is that they are supposed to take place where I am currently working, but the club interior never looks right. Sometimes it's grand and better looking. Sometimes it isn't.
Take the last two dreams for instance...
In one, Tootsy's looked more like an old saloon. Lots of wood and a rustic feel to it. The stage, however... this I just don't have an explanation for. It was built more like the stage at the Fickle Filly out on Long Island. Plain, built into the wall like an alcove, and no pole. Barely room to walk around. The odd part? The stage floor was made out of mattresses. Yeah. Mattresses. Try fumbling around on those in heels! WTF.
In the dream I had today, I was in this fancy club. The stage had tiers, and each tier had a pole or two, a fainting couch, and other swanky decor. The customers all had on tuxedos and gowns. It was a rather fancy scene, but I was failing to wow them. I was looking glamorous in a slinky gown, and I was putting on a rather sweet show, but no one clapped. I woke up very :( from that one.
So My internets have been evil to Me. First the modem shit the proverbial bed, and now the wiring seems to be wonky. Expecting a tech tomorrow. But here's a bit of Catch Up on the 365 project:
This one is capturing one of My newer habits. I play with My dice. I chew em, roll em around, etc. It's all Kyle's fault.
I am a serious Nutcracker. On several levels....
Is it DAT ASS time? Why yes!
And lastly, wig awesomeness!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Another Funday Monday at Tootsy's, starring yours truly... the fabulous door wench.
Er, wait no. No... not really.
My night & My tip bucket ended up getting cockblocked by a spider bite. Ow. I'm just sittin there, minding My own business (and the business of whoever is on stage or walkin in the door) when OWDAMMIT! >.<
A bit later it's burning pain + chills + freezing + nausea. Cute. Very sexy. So I was allowed to exit early, saving some face. Now I'm home and I feel like I got hit by the Flu Truck. Hoping a nice dose of Doctor Visit tomorrow will help. I don't need another Recluse Fiasco*
And not only did I make minimal tips, I saw minimal stuff to snark on.
The only thing being that booty clap + classic rock = hur dur, but to do it non stop, for 2/3 of Silver, Blue & Gold? Wha?!?! No. Just, no.
* - The morning before I was to go back to NYC from SoCal, I was bit by a Brown Recluse. I spent 3 days/nights on a bus with flu-like symptoms and pain. DISLIKE.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 09, 2011
Saturday, January 08, 2011
Friday, January 07, 2011
The blow up doll of doom LOL. Specifically, the blow up doll of doom for Lee's birthday. She's supposed to be Belladonna but... hur hur.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
Monday, January 03, 2011
Name that song hah!
The following blog post is girlie in nature and totally materialistic. Some chicks, sissies, and clueless shopping boyfriends might enjoy this post.
Just wanted to make a post about the lovely items I got this past week. I'm feeling like it's still My birthday!
I got two of these box sets of makeup. 72 eye shadows, 24 lip glosses (potted in the one case), 6 blushes, 3 nail polishes, 3 lip glosses (tubes) 3 pencils, a pencil sharpener, 5 shadow applicators (felt-tip), and 5 brushes. It's like playing with a rainbow on My face! And the delish Samantha gave the company's products a thumbs up so... yay!
I also got a set of hair pretties that are tasty tasty. Pinks and grays all around! Huzzah. Flowers, rhinestones, all sorts of wonderful! Here's a blurry pic of it. Alas, the interwebs is not bringing anything up about it.
I shall have to take pictures all stylin soon for ya'll!
I also got some nice head bands in blacks and reds. Yay!
And this cute lil pup with the rhinestone eyes now holds My rings for Me! I adore him!!
I got 2 bubble bath/bath salts sets from a company called Sheer Luxe. It came in cotton, rose, and freesia.
And lastly, an adorable little felt tote with Positively Chic lotion, shower gel, and bubble bath in Holly Berry. I'm excited about this one! Such an uncommon scent, even at Xmas.
My bathroom is getting filled back up slowly with lots of happy fun treats. I was starting to get the Not Enough Bath Products Blues. XD