We all have those dancers who make our jaws drop that bit lower than they usually do when we’re ogling away on Instagram/YouTube/ any other method of social media. The ones who really make you sit bolt upright and pull that “fuck me blind that’s some badass shit going on there” face. For me, that dancer is the Australian, tattooed, utter fucking pole wizard that is Bethany Finlay. This amazing dancer is so damn good that I’m going to have to dedicate an entire blog to her brilliance.
If you’re already following Beth on Insta or Facebook (if you’re not I strongly recommend that you do, and bloody sharpish too. Seriously open up a new tab and do it immediately) then you’ll know exactly what I’m on about. Christ al-bloody mighty the woman’s a fucking goddess. I may be a little biased, as the Aussie, classique show girl style of pole dance is my favourite style, but honestly the shit Beth does is so awe inspiring it’s insane. In her flow video the other week the girl did a spectacular worm into a drop split?! HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE YOU QUEEN?! She’s also a kipping wonder too. As someone who looks like that famous whale from the nineties Free Willy flopping into the ocean when I “attempt” any sort of kip, to see Beth execute one flawlessly never fails to amaze me.
It’s not just her kipping and flow prowess which has earned Beth the accolade of “Eilish’s Pole Idol”, the woman has some mad flexibility and strength skills going on too! Fucking hell she can bust out Rainbow Marchenkos, Scorpion handstands, I swear I’ve seen her do a one handed handstand push up too at some point. Her crazy Ayesha’s with clock legs in massive heels too are absolute goals. In fact everything Beth does is absolute goals. I may just print off a picture of her doing some insanely awesome trick and stick it to my pole notebook to motivate my lazy ass to practice! Honestly, if at any point in my pole dance adventure I was even a fraction of as good a dancer as Beth, I would be chuffed to bits and would probably be a gushing emotional wreck, wondering what miraculous feats I had achieved in a past life to deserve such talent.
Seriously though Beth, if you’re reading this, how you do it? How are you such a phenomenal dancer? Did you sell your soul to Satan and if so can I please have the precise instructions to said soul selling ritual to enable me to get on that shit too? Because I swear your skills are so fucking epic that they must have been attained by some sort of other worldly witchcraft.
All hail the Finlay!
(For copyright purposes I am stating that I do not own the photograph used in this blog post. I found it via a public Google image search.)
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