I think the gods cursed me with this body because they knew I would be using it to make money. (It’s not all that unattractive, but I am top heavy with no ass). Anyways, I have always wanted to strip, but now that I am a mother and the fact that I don’t think any strip club around here would hire me, I don’t think I would do it.
The question is: Would you strip for money in front of drooling guys and girls if you had the body? Why or Why not?
How MUCH money?
Eh, what the hell. I’d do it for shits and giggles. Why? Because I tend toward exhibitionism and I think it would be a kick.
Zette
No. I am way too modest about my body, but much more importantly: a) It would have serious repercussions on my “soul” and b) I wouldn’t be able to.
a) From people who used to be very intimate with a stripper, it is really a trap. It’s great money but very demeaning. In this city, strippers are currently being persuaded to do lapdancing for extra money or lose their jobs. The stripper in question would come home crying every night, but depended on the money too much.
b) I am quite shy about my sexuality. I would be stiff as a board, guys would certianly not enjoy it, as I couldn’t be comfortable.
Sign my name under LaurAnge’s post.
I had a friend who was a stripper for a bit. I lost touch with her shortly after I heard what she was doing-she moved and the last I heard, she’s now married and has a little girl.
It doesn’t sound like my thing. I mean, I suppose, if I were a bit less shy, I MIGHT consent to pose for an artist, but that’s about it, and even then, it would have to be someone I knew very well and felt comfortable with.
I also can’t imagine trying to do a striptease without laughing my fool head off.
Absolutely! The human body is nothing to be ashamed of, plus think of the money. “soul??” What the hell is that?
I thought about doing it a few years ago when my employment options were limited. The idea of being nekkid in front of strangers doesn’t bother me, but the thought of someone I know seeing me…especially a relative creeps me out.
Also, I’m kind of accident prone. Wearing spiked heels with my sensitive spots exposed might be dangerous.
i was born with the ability to swing dem hips like a stripper…but i rarely use it. mostly to make people laugh in an impressed way. i could never be a stripper, because i would feel judged and lusted after, and those are my two least favorite vibes to get from people. i hate being sized up by other girls and i hate the slow look down the body from guys. gah. it creeps me out.
I have the body but I have to be kidnapped and brainwashed by the SLA–the Strippers and Losers Association–to take up that employment. Which is not to say that it isn’t a great job for some women, diff’rent strokes and all that. From all that I have seen in relation to this business it is a an undignified scrabbling, people with something to prove, poor self-esteem on all sides contributing to a sad cycle. Like the guys who brag about dating a stripper, or having dated a stripper, but that appears to be the only reason they dated/ are dating. The money might be nice, but the company…¡Fuchi! I think I value my dignity more, then again, I have made a perfect ass of myself for no monetary gain before, and will no doubt do so again.
:wally
If you live in the Dallas area I could probably give you the names of a few places that would probably hire you.
Well, I must have misunderstood the OP. Would I strip for a living? No. Would I strip on amature night at a place out of town? Yeah, I think that would be fun.
I didn’t realize we were talking career choice here. When they said “strip for money”, I was thinking “Hell yeah, stick some money in my g-string and I’ll be on my way!” not “hey, this is my career”.
Zette
(PS- I have no problem with people who DO strip for a living, but it’s not for me, that’s all)
I did have the body when I was younger – I don’t think there’s much of a market for 41 year old strippers, so I guess I missed that boat. Anyway, when I was in my 20s it wasn’t the idea of being naked in front of people that stopped me it was the idea of dancing in front of people… I am seriously rhythm impaired – I can’t even clap in time to music. The idea of dancing on a stage in front of an audience makes me shudder. I never even entered a wet t-shirt contest out of fear they would expect me to dance. Which is too bad because I would have cleaned up. My breasts were a work of art – 34D and I could pass the pencil test until I was 35. Gravity has finally caught up with them, more’s the pity.
Jess
No, I don’t think I would, but I really just stopped by to say
Holy shit Jess! You could pass the pencil test until age 35 with
D’s? Dems must have been some incredible breasteses!!
I am jealous. How were they so…gravity-defying?
If I had the bod and the coordination (since I would also be on my ass at the first sight of stiletto heels)? Hell yes, I would.
As far as showing my body to strangers…if it was a GOOD one, why not? I did some modeling for art classes and photographers a few years back…if I’d had the bod I definitely would have been happy to make money from it.
Integrity? I have the ability to seperate the JOB from the LIFESTYLE.
Soul? God isn’t so cruel as to give someone a body that aesthetically pleasing, and then punish them for showing it off.
Me three.
If I had the body?
Sure. 
I really can’t see it as being any more soul-less or de-humanizing than working behind a cash register, and I already do that.
Now, the pressure to do things bordering on prostitution? That would be harder to deal with and I wouldn’t. But just dancing around in a cute bod? No problem.
I stripped for awhile shortly after I turned 18. I travelled around to different cities, worked 3-4 nights a week and pulled in between $1,500 - $2,000. It was easy money and it was fun. The men weren’t allowed to touch us so we didn’t’ have to worry about being manhandled or groped. If anyone got out of line there were bouncers there to take care of it. I wouldn’t do it now because I’ve had two kids and no longer have the body for it. It was a great experience for me though… YMMV.
If you want to strip, go for it. If ya got it, flaunt it.
I agree with you. But I think LaurAnge wasn’t talking about that, so much as being pressured into more, erm, intimate activities with strangers as a condition of keeping one’s job as a stripper. And I can see her point there.
I have also been a stripper, but not as my only source of income, more as something on the side. It gave me a great boost in my self confidence and for the most part I enjoyed it. I never once got any pressure from my boss to do anything more than I was comfortable with, in fact she had rules about NOT doing some things we might have been comfortable with. The only rivalry I had with anyone who worked there was a girl I had gone up against in a wet tee shirt contest prior to working there, and she resorted to flashing bush to the crowd to win. Hey, if she needed the $50 that bad, she was welcome to it. Any parties or private shows I did, I made it crystal clear that I was only there as an exotic dancer. If the client were looking for anything other than that, they were advised to seek entertainment elsewhere.
Being in a desperately small town at the time, I didn’t make “big bucks” either at the club or at parties, but I had fun and I do not regret it.
Me three.
I’d have the body if I had a bigger rack, and, no, I wouldn’t do it. I have the coordination and agility of a sloth on meth, and I’d look like a horse’s behind trying to shake my hips or spin around a pole while ripping off my clothes. Not exactly anyone’s idea of sexy.