You may remember from my 2020 pole goals post that one goal I am hell bent on achieving this year is to attend one month
Chrome Chronicles meets four badass, vegan pole dancers!
Unless you have been living under a rock (or pleasantly avoiding Piers Morgan’s rants, in which case fair play to you), you’ll know that we
2020 pole goals- let’s get this shit started!
Well shit the bed and call me Barry a new decade is upon us! After the delicious overindulgence of the festive period (minus one or
2019’s Pole Goals review – did I smash it or fuck it?
Fucking A my lovely readers, we have (practically) made it to the end of 2019 and smashed another year of pole dancing adventures. Go us!
Squeezing in pole time during the festive season
Oh lord it’s happening again folks. As I type this blog it’s 9th December and the festive season is well and truly underway. My advent
Every Pole Dancer’s fantasy wish list to Santa
Remember when you were a kid and you would write those batshit crazy lists to Father Christmas? Ones that you would conjure up before you
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