Get ready for dating — the pole dancer edition. Most things here are just common sense, really. What a time to be alive! I mean, we all know things look better on the Gram. TBH, my friends were surprised too when we all decided to show our cellulite to each other and I showed mine like a badge of honour thingsgirlsdowhentheyretogether.
A PhD student has to pay her bills. Learn from my mistakes, OK? I hope that this side of my life has now been solved through pole. The downside, if you will, is that I have less sex because I try to have it with people that matter to me more. It might be just me and my weird friends.
Unfortunately this would still happen whether I was a pole dancer or not. One of my biggest frustrations and disappointments on dates or in conversation with men is that I could be talking about quantum physics, but some of them would still try to undress me with their eyes. So pole or no pole, I have been objectified by others anyway. By doing pole I feel confident, sexy, I have fun, and I am in control of the type of sexual image I want to portray.
I have also noticed that people who ask me this have, consciously or subconsciously, already objectified me anyway. Maybe, instead of just looking at what I do, try to listen to me as well. And he decided to write that under my post, with grammar mistakes. So my friends slayed him and he deleted it.
And tbf, I challenge you to learn how to handstand twerk and not want to post it a little bit. Then we can talk. I have given friends lap dances — although they were girls and they had no interest in sleeping with me.
I have given partners lap dances and the response has been mixed. But a lap dance is not something you give away like a discount or a freebie.
It takes effort, goddamn it! Try grinding and twerking on somebody in squat position for three minutes. If you follow me on Instagram you will see that I can do weird acro tricks on chairs. I can headstand on them, balance on them or roll backwards off them. So if this is what you wanna see I have a question for you: If the answer is no, then probably not. I have a few panic attacks a month and sometimes feel anxious about ordering food over the phone. I am like most people if not weirder.
Precisely because I work with and research on social media, I know and hate it for the curated and fake images of us they help us create. And possibly bring me carbs to bed. Also, have you seen my Instagram?