Finally publishing a piece I wrote like a year ago…
Whatever happened with theee good old days when you only had to deal with your arch enemy getting all the shows by sleeping with whomever she needed to sleep with??
Yeah, I am starting to miss that time.
I broke up with Facebook, because I could not any more with allll the drama, lies and frauds of people going on in this “scene”…
The UK mod, khm I mean scene
Did you notice, that if you are not from or working (burlesquing, as I wonder to what extent we could call hardly payed gigging work) in the UK, you literally like as if you did not exist?
Like stoning in the middle east must be like. One starts and then comes the gang of the fans… So much for forward thinking and own opinions and ideas.
Self promotion like nothing else
The best, the most, the biggest, the brightest, the veteran (this term I love so much, that actually I use it my pole dance bio), the most glamorous, and so on… I mean sure, a press release is a very professional asset, but if I call myself the queen of England will that make me?
Lack of true criticism
2017. and still none can call shit by its name, and none can deal with even the shadow of criticism…
This is the way we (Spanish speakers) call people who seem to be it all online…
Festivals, Awards, etc.
Nothing to do with celebration of anything for years, I think it was as early as 2013, that I started to feel pretty hostile from application processes to dressing room behavior. (See awards in an older post of mine.)
Lou on the Rocks mentioned this first in her blog, I just add, that when it gets too much tits and ass in that good old siliconed and porned up way, I hit the unfollow button fast.
A femme representing cis-woman… In a discourse about gender issues it is a completely fine specification, but in general use, girl, why the need?
I could or even might go into further detail on another post, but here I just had to let the steam out.