There seems to be something powerful, something awe provoking in being able to burst onto a stage, wearing nothing but your fearlessness. To sleep next to the devil every night and be not afraid. To become

11 years ago a baby was born into the stripperhood on a New England beach. One of the mothers, a raven haired kinesthetic artist, named her Cinnamon. A day and an hour old enough to do the job, Cinnamon

The shame projected onto the naked female body forces exotic dancers to become shameless. A lot of girls are finding their own voice in having to stand up for themselves, and if shameless enough, for their

The fight for our right to party takes a side step as San Francisco now acknowledges us as employees, and agrees to hire exotic dancers and pay them minimum wage, but under the condition that they get

In a world where phalic designs are used to infer strength and dominance, I embrace pussy power. I do not concede, relinquish or frivolously abuse my power, but hone and harness until I surge. Because