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!
If I was to best describe my own, personal pole dance style, I’d say it could probably be summarised nicely as “daydreamer.” Fuck me if
Well that great big, fucking stressful fandango that is Christmas and New Year has finally passed and 2018 has officially arrived. It’s the time of