Showing posts with label clubs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clubs. Show all posts
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Home Body
There once was a time when I lived for a nightclub. From the age of about 16 to the age of about 27, I was a club-hopper. Meaning I loved to be in a club, drinking and dancing. There was nothing I enjoyed more. A great DJ in a cool location was always my destination. I just loved being out and about. There was nothing better than me and my girls hitting whatever club was hot back then. I literally planned my life around when and where I was going to go out. I was that into the scene. I was also more social back then too. I am not as much these days.
I feel as if the club scene is so over. I've done it. Consistently. And, with great passion. It was my hobby. I loved every second of it. I can actually count on one hand the times I've been in a club in the last few years. There aren't very many reasons that I will go to a club. I've always invited to parties at clubs. I always decline. It's not that I don't want to celebrate with my family or friends. I just don't want to be in that environment anymore. It's not my cup of tea. The music that is popular in New Orleans clubs is not what I want to hear. I don't care for this new age bounce music or 90% of today's club themed Hip-Hop. I cannot take much of it.
Now, I prefer to stay home. I am cool with sitting at home, watching a good movie or reading a great book. I don't feel like I'm missing a thing. So, yes, I am a homebody and proud of it. I've been in too many clubs where stupid things have occurred. I know I'm safe at home. I don't have to worry about anything happening to me here. I don't mind going to a bar or a lounge for a drink or catching dinner or a movie with friends. I guess that comes with age. I'm at a point in my life where I don't want to deal with a club full of people. Staying home is relaxing to me. when you've spent the better part of your 20's partying, your 30's are for resting. So that's what I'll do.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Strip Club Experiences
I had a very random and interesting conversation about strippers. It got me to thinking about my experiences. And, also the way I view strippers in general. Strip clubs are abundant in New Orleans. So, me making my way into one or five was inevitable. I was always very curious about them. Any woman over the age of 18 has seen a stripper. I've been to both male and female strip clubs. And, honestly, I'm more comfortable in a female strip club. There is something seedy and homoerotic about male strippers. I don't get them. Yes, they are sexy and buff and well endowed. But there is something off to me about male strippers. When I was younger, they were entertaining. I enjoyed them. Somewhere along the way, I began to get majorly turned off by them.
Female strip clubs are an adventure. I remember my first time going to one. I was so nervous. I was with a group of male friends. The drink specials were good and that make any outing alright with me. It was truly a sight to see. As a woman, I can definitely appreciate the beauty of the female body. All I know is those girls were working the hell out of the pole and the stage. I was in awe. My girls and I always used to have certain songs that we seems our "if I were a stripper" signature tracks. I was partial to Luda's "Money Maker" because that beat was insane and sexy as hell and Toni Braxton's "Maybe." There was just so much going on in the club. Yes, there's stripping and dancing but there was more. It's a certain feeling that I got while being there. I was clearly inebriated while there. But I always had a great time. I received my first female lap dance on my second trip there. The dancer was cute and very sexy. She was nice. It was truly an experience.
I think I sound really sexist in this post. But, I can't help it. I am 100% against male strippers and perfectly ok with female ones. The environment is totally different than any place I've ever been. I can honestly say that I've generally liked my experiences in strip clubs. I've gone with friends and we've had a ball. It gets to a point that being surrounded by naked people isn't even on your radar. Or maybe I'm just oblivious. Either way, it was what it was. Would I go again? Possibly. Do I really need to though? Not at all. I've done it already. Been there already. I've had that experience more than once. I wonder how many women go to and enjoy strippers, whether they are male or female. My friends all feel the same way about strippers as well. I want to hear about your experiences as well. Let's discuss!
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