Well thanks everyone for your extremely well thought out comments about my possible dive back into the dance world. I have to admit, sitting there last night with Remi as she read all the comments you left felt a little weird. I was worried that some of what was said would have a negative affect on her being OK with my belly dancing again.
But thank goodness, it didn’t … at least not any that she would admit to. But I guess we’ll just have to see what happens when I actually start performing again. Like anything that I do, if I’m going to do it, I want to do it right. So before I accept any invitations to dance again I’m going to take a little time to get myself back into what I consider “performance ready condition” a.k.a losing those last few pounds and having a few new costumes made up.
I guess once I start dancing for all the lesbians in town, I’m sure to have some juicy bits to blog about one way or another. What do you wanna bet that any group of ladies willing to pay to have another woman come and dance for them is going to be a pretty wild group? I’m sure I’ll overhear or witness more then a fair share of lesbian drama.
See? I do it for my art. It’s all connected. Dancing will let me write full time and at the same time, probably give me more material with which to entertain you with.
I’m sure this is all going to work out. I’ll be sure to post some pics of the new costumes and you can let me know what you think.
Oh, by the way … Anonymous2 asked, “ Not to sound like a jerk but who pays for shit when you guys go out? Are you maybe dancing again to finance your guy’s Friday nights? Because if you are, I’m sure she’d understand if you two spend some time at home. I know money can be a touchy subject but I was just wondering if that played into it at all???”
Well I have to say that I am NOT dancing to finance ANYTHING for Remi.
1) Remi does not take ANY money from me. EVER.
2) Like LBCDyke pointed out, she is a Marine and doesn’t let me pay for anything. Except for when I insist and even then, it never comes close to what she does for me.
3) I also have to say that Remi has offered and almost begged me to accept financial help from her. But I’m pretty prideful and stubborn and while I appreciate being wined and dined, nobody pays this femme’s bills. I would rather take my clothes off for strangers then accept a handout.
All in all I guess we’ll just have to see what happens. Who knows, something else might come up before I even get my first gig and then all this debate will have been for nothing.
Meanwhile I’m about to go hunt down some coins to cover a bra in ….. mmmm ….. the joys of glittery push-up bras that jingle when you enter a room ….