After what feels like a bloody age, (some of us including yours truly have not been to a pole class since October!) as of Monday
The adventures of a hobbyist pole dancer
After what feels like a bloody age, (some of us including yours truly have not been to a pole class since October!) as of Monday
Well people, it finally happened. After nearly six and a half years as a pole dancer, I attended my first heavy metal choreo workshop, and
CW & TW: racism, white supremacy, sexual assault and peadophilia. There’s no denying that it’s a pretty awesome feeling when you discover an absolute barry
It’s been a hot minute since I’ve written about anything flexibility related, so this post is long over due and in all honesty, I’m amazed
Is it me or is life feeling even more like groundhog day than ever at the moment? Winter is dragging on big time, the days
Last month marked the auspicious occasion that was my six-year pole anniversary. Fuck me a whole six years in the world of pole dancing! To