You never did tell me that, and I have to ask -- why? I mean, it's pretty clear what guys get out of the place (or not so clear, if you take my perspective; I should write that post). But what would motivate a girl to dance around naked in front of people...?
Two things came to mind right away: the exhibitionistic thrill of it, or the fact that these girls know they're pretty so why not market that? The first may hold, but even just after thinking it I want to throw the second one out: I'm not convinced that any girl ever thinks of herself as pretty. I wish I didn't feel that way, because I imagine I'm pretty solidly wrong on that point.
I'd had something else to say. I can't remember what.
At one point toward the end of the night we were talking to this one girl, a pretty blond. And she was sitting back on her haunches while we stood around the stage and we were talking about how Trevor was getting married and we were all college buddies showing him a good time, and lamenting some of the creeps she had to deal with. She told us some horror stories which I won't repeat here -- nothing that put her in a dangerous spot or anything (I'm sure the club takes care of their girls) but definitely high on the creepy/weirdo scale. She said we were a nice respite. She also liked my laugh. :p It was all pretty cool and normal -- except that she was naked next to a dancing pole and in front of a full-wall mirror.
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Date: 2007-11-21 03:58 am (UTC)Two things came to mind right away: the exhibitionistic thrill of it, or the fact that these girls know they're pretty so why not market that? The first may hold, but even just after thinking it I want to throw the second one out: I'm not convinced that any girl ever thinks of herself as pretty. I wish I didn't feel that way, because I imagine I'm pretty solidly wrong on that point.
I'd had something else to say. I can't remember what.
At one point toward the end of the night we were talking to this one girl, a pretty blond. And she was sitting back on her haunches while we stood around the stage and we were talking about how Trevor was getting married and we were all college buddies showing him a good time, and lamenting some of the creeps she had to deal with. She told us some horror stories which I won't repeat here -- nothing that put her in a dangerous spot or anything (I'm sure the club takes care of their girls) but definitely high on the creepy/weirdo scale. She said we were a nice respite. She also liked my laugh. :p It was all pretty cool and normal -- except that she was naked next to a dancing pole and in front of a full-wall mirror.