Satin, sequins and sex: confessions of a burlesque dancer

I’m pleased to announce that my good friend Kitty, burlesque princess and talented writer, has started a blog. If you’ve ever wondered what it would be like to be paid not just to attend a party, but to be the party, this is the blog for you.

…this hasn’t always been the plan. I coasted through university believing that a career as the next Hunter S. Thompson was beckoning. However, it turned out that my only marked similarity with Thompson was my exceptional capacity for the consumption of narcotics. A ‘talent’ that generally hampered (and continues to hamper) my ability to write anything sensible or hold down a job that requires me to be in an office during pre-prescribed times, five days a week.

Kitty keeps a razor-edged tongue behind those painted lips, and is probably the most intelligent woman I know, so it will be interesting reading. (link)

2 comments January 18th, 2008