#stripperstyle

Random tidbits that uniquely relate to stripper life.

From a deactivated account on Tumblr

psyching yourself up, telling yourself it’s gonna be a 1k night, then being stuck in an empty club for hours

your cat being the only man in your life bc you’re sick of male bullshit and don’t wanna put up with it for free

permanently sore instep, permanently bruised knees, permanently chafed cooch

becoming a master at evading grody drunk dude hands in the VIP without the dude fully registering that yes, it’s on purpose

taking way too hot showers and scrubbing way too hard to get the feeling of the grody drunk hands off you afterwards

endless gratitude for the one dude who walks in and decides, at 2:30 am on a dead night, that you’re the girl of his dreams and he wants to dance and drink champagne until the club closes

feeling on top of the world when you’re making bank, all the guys want to dance with you, and all the other girls are a little bit jealous

getting high off your own fumes when you know you’re saying exactly what he wants to hear

doing blow out of a hundred dollar bill :+) [or walking in on other girls doing it, or customers asking if they can do it off your back/ass, anyway, someone somewhere is probably doing blow]

fucking up a pole trick right in front of customers and they laugh at you :( but then they tip you anyway bc you’re cute :)

coworkers who are complete clueless trainwrecks making a killing on nights when you can’t sell a single dance because…?? this business is bizarroland???

constantly dealing with people saying horrific racist shit, misogynistic shit, classist shit, whorephobic shit, constantly being condescended to, and having to find a way to stand up for yourself and stand up for what’s right and still take all his fucking money

getting pulled in for a dance right after you come off stage and hoping to god he can’t smell your crotch sweat (or if he can, that he’s into it)

drinking way more than you expected at work, sleeping way more than you expected on your days off

making decisions about your appearance based not on what you like but on what will increase your earning potential

way way way too much delicate/handwash/hang dry laundry that you put off forever and then you wind up having to wear that one outfit that you really don’t like anymore but you keep it in the bottom of your bag just in case…

your life savings in a pleasers shoebox