“It’s not like I’m stripping…”

“It’s not stripping, it’s burlesque!” It was one of the first things I heard when I started thinking about taking burlesque classes. See, I used to dance a lot, but I got injured badly, and I had to stop. Then I got fat(ter). I thought burlesque, with its body positivity, feathers and focus on acting,… Continue reading “It’s not like I’m stripping…”