When most people think of strippers, they think of abhorrently sleazy, classless, sex-driven drug fiends.  Maybe they think of home-wrecking whores, prostitutes, and repugnant, insolvent women dressed in fishnet stockings, ruining their lives for a few bucks.  I'm not saying that these women don't exist, because they do – trust me, I've worked with them – but I am telling you, that I'm nothing like that.  Anyone that's ever met me can easily attest to that.  I'm not trying to toot my own horn (not that I could, I sold it ages ago), I'm just telling you that I'm not what 99% of people think I am when they hear what I do – even other strippers themselves.

          Why do strippers have such a bad rap?  Well, the same reason most groups of people get bad raps.  Think of politicians, people of Middle Eastern descent, or (most recently) law enforcement.  A lot of people have negative ideas when they think of one or more of these groups, and it's not always on purpose (I bet a lot of you did as you read that).  If you're not completely ignorant, you understand the fact that nowhere near 100% of people in these groups are bad people.  You might be surprised at how much you may actually have in common with some of them.  The reason that such sizable groups have negative connotations is because a few of them royally fucked things up for everyone else.  Not all politicians are corrupt, not all Middle Easterns are terrorists (or even Muslim), and not all cops are exactly what you get when you Google “cops are...”.  Are there some bad people in those groups?  Hell yeah there are; but there are also bad Christians, bad doctors, and bad humanitarians.  Bad people are everywhere – in groups or alone.  Psychologist Philip Zimbardo said, “The line between good and evil lies at the centre of every human heart.”.  Do not let the actions of one speak for them all.

          Many of the girls I work with now are some of the nicest, smartest, most caring individuals I've ever met, and a lot of them are in serious, committed relationships.  The ones that aren't anything like that... well, they don't work there anymore.  I'm lucky that the club I work at is such a good place.  Our ladies, our staff, and our customers are absolutely amazing.  In light of recent events in my own personal life, these people have become my definition of family.  When someone asks me about my life and my family, I only think about those I truly consider family – my boyfriend, his family, and my club family.  We have a tight bond. We love and support each other. We're just one big, goofy, often naked group of people, bound by something that is far stronger than blood and DNA.