At the moment, I am embarking on a beast of a mission to boost my mental health via the medium of self-care. Daily 10 minute
Christ all bloody mighty here we go again. It’s that time of year when my pole dancing motivation ups and disappears like a fart in
There comes a time in the journey of every pole dancer when you end up asking yourself the inevitable question, “shit the bed what the
Guess who hasn’t been anywhere near the wonderful, pain inducing chrome goodness of a pole since THE FUCKING 12TH OF MARCH?! Me that’s who! Shocking
I have pondered on many an occasion if there is some sort of magic food that you can gobble down before pole training that will
I returned from my honeymoon on Monday to (to be quite honest) a bit of a shit storm in my home country of the UK.