Bring Out Your Inner Stripper Without Ever Taking Your Clothes Off!

Ever wonder what it is about strippers that makes men flock to them and adore them before they even begin the stripping process?

The secret is CONFIDENCE.

Okay, confidence isn’t something everyone has or knows how to utilize, but these five stripper-tips should help coax your Inner Stripper into making more regular appearances:

1.) Look At Yourself in the Mirror… A Lot!


I know it sounds really silly and a lot conceited, but it really does help. The reason it helps is because the longer you stare at yourself, the more often you do it, you’ll begin to notice your minor imperfections. Maybe your nose is slightly too long, or one eyebrow is bigger than the other? Putting yourself down may not seem like the best way to bring your confidence up, but the truth is that most strip clubs have mirrors EVERYWHERE, and we are all constantly reminded of our imperfections. You could be staring at that huge pimple that you know is covered by a million coats of cover-up, but you still think that everyone sees it – and right as you are thinking it, someone asks you for a dance and tells you that you’re the most beautiful woman they’ve seen all night.

BAM! It no longer matters what imperfections you see, because the only one who thinks you look any less than stunning is yourself! That is the biggest key to confidence – realizing that no one is perfect, but you’re the only one holding yourself back.

2.) Stop Asking People What They Think, Dammit!


They’re never going to give you an answer that counts, and know that everyone, whether they are a good friend, fake friend, or co-worker, is going to have something to say about you behind your back. The key is to only give them things to talk about that they are jealous of, because otherwise, you’ll find out about it later and it will only make you feel worse about yourself. Everyone is jealous of everyone, especially in the world of a stripper so the only one who can tell you how incredible you are is…

You guessed it, YOU. Just remind yourself everyday of how amazing you are and don’t rely on others to do it for you, and your confidence will climb at the speed of light.

3.) Your Wardrobe is an Extension of You, So Step Out of Your Comfort Zone!


If you’re building a new, confident you, then old, shy clothes need to stay in the closet sometimes. Maybe you’re just a jeans and converse kind of girl? Or maybe you prefer your pencil skirt and white ruffle-blouse? How about sundresses and strappy flats? FORGET IT.

There’s no way in hell that I’m wearing my NKOTB t-shirt and high-waisted skinny jeans to work!

Grab that dress that you bought at Rue 21 last summer and never had the courage to wear! If only for one day, just step out of your comfort zone and make an appearance that’s just un-you.

4.) Speak Clearly, Look at Them Directly, and Use Your Hands When You Talk.


Every dancer’s secret is this: they know that when you characterize your speaking style, people tend to pay more attention. It has very little to do with what you talk about, and everything to do with how you talk to them. If you’re getting excited, get excited; if you’re getting heated, don’t hide it. Be expressive with your voice, eyes, and hands, and everyone will wonder where this new, outspoken you has come from.

5.) Keep Good Hygiene!!!


I cannot stress enough how important this is, for you and others alike. If you have “stripper-breath” (which is basically, gum/mints, cigarettes, and alcohol, but it just means bad breath) every customer you talk to knows it, the same goes for if you you’re just slightly sweaty from too much time onstage, or running errands without A/C – throw on some body spray every chance you get, because it does wonders for meeting people. Also, if you have really bad morning breath, you tend to feel bad in the morning (I know I do. Yuck.), but if you brush, you feel ten times better. Having a clean, happy body is essential in building confidence in yourself – which is the biggest thing I have to push; building your confidence should be for you, and no one else. Confidence is a way of getting to like yourself a lot better, not so much getting others to like you.

Although, I’m sure there are thousands of teenage YouTubers who have advice for how to be “popular”.

I hope you all enjoy this piece, and I can’t wait to hear how your Inner Stripper looks – so drop me a comment!

See y’all later,


And a super huge shout out to my favourite blogger of all time @ThatCheapBitch, who gave me some awesome advice on how to avoid my consistent writer’s block and ideas for my own blog. THANK YOU!

Also, speaking of confident, beautiful women, I’d like to introduce you all to one of the most fabulous women I know: June Reece. She’s an incredible alternative model with a classiness that just can’t compare. I’ve provided a link so you all can view and like her page on Facebook.


Abuse Isn’t Always Visible

Hi y’all!

I know I’ve been dealt some really crap cards in my life, but this time it seems things are making their way back to the top again. I am so lucky to have someone as strong, loving, and supportive as Cody to help me through everything. For the first time in my life, I don’t feel as though every bad thing that happens is my fault, even if everyone – including myself – knows it wasn’t. This post isn’t so much about me this time around, but it’s definitely for people like me, and in situations far worse than mine. (As far as relationships go.)

I used to be in a relationship with this guy, (we’ll call him Joe) and everything had to be on his clock. For example, I was off work for a couple of days, and thought a night on the town would be fun, but he informed me that he already had plans with his friends.


Joe proposed, told me I was the world, but Joe couldn’t make time to see me after he’d been in another country for two months? But, of course, that was my bad. I was so inconsiderate that I didn’t even think about how badly he wanted to see his two ex-girlfriends and childhood best friend for the millionth time since he’d come back – nevermind that I hadn’t even gotten to talk to him on the phone since I was so busy working double shifts every day as a waitress so that I would have the money to take him on a lovely date. Nope. It was my fault – even though he never said it, I knew it just had to be.

Well, Joe and I break up when I meet this new guy after moving to a new town (we’ll call him Tom, even though I’d rather call him something far less lady-like), and he and I stay together for three solid years with very few issues. The problem is, I didn’t realize that no problems meant big problems.


We had a slip-up and I found myself falling down the pregnant rabbit hole, and suddenly there were a lot of problems. Once again, everything was fine… As long as it was his way. He made me feel like it was all my fault and tried to pressure me into an abortion. Well, my body took care of that on it’s own, thanks to the stress, and he and I went our merry ways.

Until I met Cody, I didn’t realize how many men I had chosen that were so emotionally abusive, and just how much those people had an affect on me even after they were gone from my life. On our first date, Cody was the one to point out that I never looked a man in the eyes, and I never looked directly at them when I spoke to them. This was a huge shock! I never realized that I did that, I mean, I was a stripper! I talked to men all the time! But no, I guess I really didn’t.

I always prided myself on the fact that I had never been in an abusive relationship, and I would never put up with any man laying his hands on me (or mine on him, for that matter – I’m tougher than I look); but I didn’t have to let a man put his hands on me. Even worse, I let them get inside my head.

I am seven weeks pregnant today, and I couldn’t feel stronger – I wouldn’t be this strong without help, and I know Cody will make an amazing father one day.

Ladies and gentlemen alike, if you feel like you are the wrong one all the time, look at your partner’s actions – if they don’t ring 100% true, get outta there, because it’s not worth it, and never will be. Don’t let anyone bring you down for any reason!

Thank you all for reading, and I hope this touches at least one of you,


Surprise, surprise…

Hey everyone!

So, things these past two weeks have not gone according to plan at all, which is both troubling and thrilling in so many different ways. I’d like to address the first not-according-to-plan-thing:

I started my “Master Cleanse” diet on the 8th and quit on the 10th – the third day. Now, I wasn’t chickening out, even though I desperately wanted a big ole bucket o’ Popeye’s chicken all to myself and that damn “lemonade” (how can they call it that?! It’s blasphemy and very misleading) mixture was probably the most foul and disgusting thing I have ever had the displeasure of forcing into my intestines. But no, it had nothing to do with either of those things, because the thing that turned out to actually be a thing was suddenly a thing. Like, a real thing. A thing living inside me. On day three, I was an emotional roller coaster on it’s way to the junk yard; I got pissed at Cody and sent him to the nearest Wal-Mart for a pregnancy test… That came out positive. Three of them. (Seems like it’s becoming my lucky number, huh?) So the “Master Cleanse” was off the menu completely, as it is not safe for pregnancy at all. Cody and I have been trying since May (long story) and it’s good news! So what, I wasn’t able to lose ten plus pounds, but it’s looking like I’m just going to gain it back anyway.

The second not-according-to-plan-thing is that I may get the chance to move back home in sixteen weeks, which – boy, oh, boy! – is that not the most thrilling thing ever?! I miss my life back in Houston, and making one out here is proving to be a lot more challenging that I had first thought. Even dancing out here is nearly impossible. This place seems to have a way of turning the things you love into the things you have nightmares about.

I never uploaded my video to YouTube for the end of the challenge because I was honestly really embarrassed to admit that I failed the challenge; but I’m looking at it in a whole new light right now, after writing this for you all to read one day, it kind of put everything into perspective. I’m proud that I get to be a mommy, since I was supposed to not be able to have children at all. And I’m hoping that I get to share this experience with you all riding right along beside me.

See ya on the flip side! (J.K., I mean next time I post.)


Off To A Great Start!

Hi all,

With the start of this blog also comes the start of a new body and lifestyle. As of tomorrow morning (well, I say “morning”, but I mean “afternoon”, since that is morning to me) I am starting the ten day Master Cleanse. By doing the Master Cleanse, I am choosing to not eating any solid foods for ten days, and as a food-lover, I can’t say I’m too excited about what awaits me. Doing the MC also means that I have to quit smoking, which I have been making excuses for for about as long as I can remember. I will lose a minuscule amount of muscle as well by doing this, which will mildly affect my pole dancing, but I am fortunate in that I develop muscle like weeds grow, and I will also be continuing my hiatus from dancing while doing the MC – webcam only for now.

I will post a few photos of the now, and then a few after shots.

The point of the Master Cleanse isn’t to lose weight, but it’s definitely a “side effect”. Around May sometime I found out I was pregnant; I lost the baby, but I put on a lot of weight and haven’t been able to shed it, so I can’t say I’ll be too sad to see it go. Additionally, if y’all have any weight loss or strength training tips you’d like to share with me, let me know! I’ll try them out and let you all know how they work in my personal experience.

If you’d like to follow my progress (maybe you want to try it yourself?) I will be posting daily videos on YouTube of my progress and how it is affecting me. Click here for my channel.

I can’t wait to hear from you all!

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