Stripping, the actual dancing part, is like folk art. Dance anthropologists should be documenting us. Fortunately for me, you don’t have to be good at it to do it. Mostly if you get naked nobody really notices what else you do.
There are trends, little moves or postures, that come and go in the collective stripper unconscious. You know, the little things you do without thinking when you’re killing time by the pole. Not the things you did five years ago, but the things everyone is doing now. Sometimes it’s regional. Like, in West Virginia there’s a lot of actual dancing, and there’s this move that girls do with their hand over their ass as they bend over. It’s a really cool twirling kind of thing, and I wish I’d paid more attention when I was there because now I can’t remember how to do it.
It’s generational, too. When I first started dancing no one shook their ass. I mean, it just didn’t occur to us. We did classy things with our ass back then. 😆
Anyways, for all these years of stripping there has been a certain way that women lean back on the pole. You put your butt against it and you arch your back, leaning your head back over your shoulder. Your ribcage comes out and up, your legs are bent all sexy, and you have a little tummy curve from the arching. It used to be, like, the sexiest thing in the world. I remember once in California a guy told me he almost came in his pants when he saw me do that.
Suddenly it’s changing, though. After all these years. Women lean back on the pole and they tuck their pelvis forward, sucking their stomach in, ribs disappearing into a hollow place where their guts should be. They look empty and shriveled, like a dead plant (especially when they’ve got a dark tan), and this is the new sexy.
I am protesting this by continuing to arch my back in the old way, guts and all.