strippering:
Everything thinks stripping is all fun and games; titties and g-strings; lots of singles and booty shaking.
But you don’t see the part where that stripper who was doing amazing gymnastic pole tricks has to soak in Epsom salts for 2 hours to get her muscles to stop hurting enough she can go to bed.
Or the girl that was trying to perfect a new routine, and accidentally in the process smashes her toe so badly that she fractures a bone and her toenail falls off; yet she still puts those 7 inch pleasers on the very next day and struts across that stage for you, blocking out the blinding pain she feels with each step.
Tip your local strippers. The job may look easy, but that’s simply because strippers project a fantasy of sexuality and beauty.
There is a girl at my club who has broken her toenail twice by smacking her foot against the pole.
My girl has smashed her head into the pole and the ground a few times and her legs are absolutely COVERED in horrific bruises and I fear that people think I beat her.
I come away every night I work with bruised knees. My hips are fucked.
Yeah, I still have to wear knee highs if I work a few shifts in a row bc my knees get so bruised.
And don’t even get me started on hip bruises. I have to wear a high waisted thong to cover my hips because theyre a literal mosaic of various yellow, blue, purple, and green colors.