Stuff I Can Do

Don’t mind me, I’ll just put this list here for later…

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Tricks I can do almost sort of sometimes:

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Teddy (first trick I ever accomplished semi-successfully, this is a terrible angle and I need to find a better way to take photos)

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Yogini (yes yes, my legs need to be miles higher than they are, I know)

Spins I can do:

  • Dip Squat
  • Goddess
  • Fireman
  • Firelady
  • Princess
  • Perky
  • Dip squat into goddess combo
  • Underarm turn

Transitions I can do:

  • Body roll
  • Money maker
  • Snake

Currently working on:

  • Basic invert
  • Open V-invert
  • Gorgeous
  • Chair spin
  • Fan kick
  • Martini

WHY does my stomach look huge in all these pictures??? Anyone have tips for taking photos of yourself besides using your webcam to shoot video and then pulling stills from it?

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The Pole of Legend!

It’s here, it’s heeeeeeeeeere! Well, technically it was here a couple days ago but I wanted to wait until I had the full set-up in order to post šŸ™‚

X-pole in Box

My shiny new 45mm X-Sport has been successfully installed in my guest room, complete with mipole light on top! I freaking love this thing, it changes colors in time to the music and took about two and a half seconds to install. I seriously just turned music on and sat and watched it go for awhile – kind of like slutty Christmas lights.

 

POLE installation on the other hand… well, let’s just say my pole sister’s husband had to come over and help me because my inability to find a stud affects more than just my dating life šŸ˜›

But here it is, and I’ve been playing on it every single day! I still love and prefer my studio time, but there’s something freeing about being able to play around without anyone watching or knowing that I’m holding someone else up. I hope this will help with my complete inability to freestyle for fear of looking like a Japanese child after watching Pokemon.

X-Pole… No… Nyan Pole!

ARRRRGHHHH I thought I would be posting about my awesome new X-Pole tonight but I can’t find the freaking stud/plank/whatever-the-heck in my ceiling to save my life. Yes, I tried a stud finder, the knocking method, the finishing nail method, the cry and pout and threaten the ceiling method. No luck.

So instead… here’s what nerdy pole dancers wear to the studio, just in case you were wondering.

Sacrificing The Virgin

For future reference: always be wary when your pole instructor says “today we’re going toĀ sacrificeĀ virgin skin to the pole gods”.Ā Just when I think perhaps,Ā mayhapsĀ that one day I will stop bruising like an overripe banana… my instructor finds new skin to attack.

Sacrificing a virgin, much sexier than tearing up virgin skin

I will say that my amount of bruising in standard pole places (knees, calves, thighs, arms…) has gone down significantly since I first started. Which I’m pretty impressed by because honestly, I thought it never would and had pretty much consigned myself to looking like a victim of domestic abuse for the rest of my life. But… there’s always new skin to torment.

After my first knee grip…

And the really messed up thing is that I KNOW it going in to a new move. When I first start to sink into my yogini it’s PAIN. Not like “oh, I wore these really cute but super uncomfortable shoes for too many hours, tee hee” pain, more like “holy @#$(*&!!! Someone is holding a burning torch to my side and then scraping it with a rake!” pain.

This one made wearing pants funĀ 

And that’s just getting in to it… holding it…UM OW! But the most success I’ve had getting in to tricks is when I prep talk myself “this is going to hurt, and you’re going to do it anyway”.

Floor work is a bitch…

There must be something seriously wrong with us pole dancers that we know “this is going to hurt like hell and even worse tomorrow” and yet we still bend ourselves into yoginis and teddys and geminis like champions. But I love it so much!

The Chicken Dancer

I don’t like to dance in public. Not pole dance, regular “hey this is a great song!” dance. Why? I’m very, very, very incredibly white. Remember that “this is your home, this is where you live” speech from Hitch? That’s me! That’s about all I can do. Oh, and the chicken dance. I do a fierce chicken dance.

 

SoĀ imagineĀ my surprise when I found myself out last Friday night… dancing, and enjoying it! My very dear friend is a get the party started sort of girl, if there’s music and about a foot of clear space, she’ll find the beat and start moving to it. I usually smile, shuffle from foot to foot and focus on staring into my drink. But I feel like pole is changing that.

Just out dancing on a Friday night ā¤

When the music started this time I thought to myself “I body roll on a pole, in my underwear, in front of people. This bar has got nothing on me.” And for once, it didn’t. I didn’t get the awkward “oh it’s so cute that you try” smile that I got at my high school prom. I didn’t get the “I’m not with her” back away slowly I normally get at clubs. I was just a regular, normal, dancing person out on a Friday night.

 

So thanks, pole, for making me normal. Who would have thought anyone would ever say that?

18 Things I Want

Sometimes, for lack of anything better to do, I’ll actually watch the trending topics on Twitter. I’m telling you, it’s every bit as interesting as cable! Today one came up #18thingsIwant. I like this number, 18 things is small enough to acquire but large enough to be a little dreamy. So, drumroll please… here are the 18 things I want for pole (or rather, 18 of the MANY things I want for pole).

1.Ā An X-Sport – I almost bought aĀ PlatinumĀ Stages pole from Craig’s List, but on further inspection of the internets, it seems that they don’t have the greatest reputation. Plus, I like that the X-Poles don’t have to be drilled in to anything and can be put in the handy carrying case for when guests might actually want to use my guest room.

 

2. Dry Hands! – I ordered some from Amazon, can’t wait to try it out!

 

3. These Jet Set Shorts. I can only find them at Aerial Pole Artist and the shipping costs more than the shorts!

 

4. To street pole with someone! It just looks like so much freaking fun!

 

5. Someone to take my picture every time I do something cool. Seriously, when do I get my own paparazzi?

 

6. Martha Stewart glitter in every color. Is there anything pole dancers DON’T need glitter for?

 

7. To finally get my damn invert down. I love when pole dancers just go ā€œoops, look, now Iā€™m upside down, tee-hee!ā€ I want to do that!!!

 

8. Some high-waisted retro-fabulous booty shorts.

 

9. A collection of shirts from different pole studios all around. I think itā€™d be cool to stop by other studios while Iā€™m traveling and bring the shirts back.

 

10. For my side business of shoe-glittering to take off. Or to find some other way to help fund my pole habit.

 

11. A rhinestone bra, and the courage to wear it on the pole.

 

12. One really great routine that I can bust out and show off with.

 

13. A magical cure for bruises so people can stop thinking my boyfriend hits meā€¦ when I donā€™t even have a boyfriend. (Yeah, thanks for that painful reminder, bitches :P)

 

14. For everyone to stop posting that picture of a dog ā€œpole dancingā€ on a piece of bamboo. Itā€™s not funny.

 

15. For my work to install a pole and a swing so I can practice on breaks. (I know, I know, dream on)

 

16. Someone to say “wow, that looks great, I can’t believe you can do that!”. Just once… a day…. everyday.

 

17. Ā Light up stripper shoes. Why do little kids get all the light up shoes?!

 

18. Ā This painted on the wall in the room where my pole is going to go. How cool would that be???

When Are You a Pole Dancer?

Titles are important to the people who have them. In my interpreter training program, you were NOT allowed to call yourself anything except an “interpretingĀ student” until the day you graduated – on your resume or anywhere else.

My engineering friends have mentioned similar rules in their majors. And I can’tĀ imagineĀ that people start calling themselves football players, actors, models, or singers until they pay their dues.Even in the gym, there seems to be a pledging process but you get to be a part of the in-crowd (gym rats?).

But I never felt that way with pole – maybe that’s one of the reasons I love it so much. From the first day I walked in the studio, there was a general acknowledgement that if you’re willing to strut in the heels, sport the bruises, and let the pole peel your skin off,Ā you get to be a pole dancer. It honestly is the most welcoming community I’ve had theĀ privilegeĀ to be a part of.

Has anyone else noticed this in their studios, or do I just have the best studio ever (I think I do, but I may be a little biased ^_~)

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