
Originally Posted by
xoxoGracexoxo
My first club -- the Crazy Lady -- was justly famed for it's wacky dancers. My favorite was a very sweet lady who looked about 50. She'd been dancing for 25 years, she said, and hadn't updated her look since 1982. She had HUGE blown-out bleach-blond hair-dos, was tanned the color of iced tea, and wore those thongs with suspenders that go over your shoulders -- neon yellow. On stage, she mostly just leaned against the pole. I guess after 25 years you get tired.
One night in a drunked fit of generosity, she gave me her old schoolgirl outfits, telling me, "I know out there I look 19, but I just feel silly in these anymore." Really, she was very nice. Always looked out for the other girls, too. I surely hope she is retired these days...on that ranch out west where they send old strippers.
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