So this Friday I’m stripping at a bachelor party. It’s more of a joke since it’s for a straight man and the idea is to make him feel totally shy and nervous, my speciality. I agreed of course because I enjoy being half-naked (I’m just stripping down to the undies), and the party is going to have a good group of big people in the dance community, so a nice, slash awkward way to network, everyone will know who i am at least. it’s been coined as performance art, not stripping, classier?
On another note, keven and I have got serious, and when I had no energy in dance today my teacher says to me.
“you’re tired today”
“yes, completely, I have no idea why.”
“je sais pas pourquoi tu sais pas.” [i don’t know why you don’t know] then gave me this eye like she knows I’m not spending my nights going to bed early…
nothing escapes this woman, nothing.
