Being Unapologetic

This week I’ve decided to do that very emo thing where I promote being unapologetic about yourself and your weirdness, whether it’s about your social media, your dating life, your awkwardness, or whatever it is that makes you you. I realise this sounds like the inspirational bullshit you repost on Instagram, or pin on Pinterest, but this … More Being Unapologetic

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Persepolis Pole Project

Last week, on International Women’s Day, I went to an unusual panel where pole dancers and researchers talked about being a woman in Islington. The panel launched the Persepolis Pole Project, a female-led arts and cultural pole dance project fusing modern pole dance artistry into traditional theatrical entertainment. I spoke to its founder, Ayana Setareh, to … More Persepolis Pole Project

The anxious chick’s guide to performing

Will the pizza man think I’m dumb if I ask for parmigiana pizza? Can I be a pole dancer and a lecturer? Is butter a carb? These are all perfectly unreasonable questions you lose sleep over if you have anxiety. So why not add: “How do I perform at a competition when I’m already drowning … More The anxious chick’s guide to performing

Black Cat Cabaret

I’ve loved Cabaret, Burlesque and acrobatic performances since before becoming a pole dancer, but after I joined the “upside down” crew, events like these are simply unmissable. Naturally then, I was thrilled to have been invited to the opening run of the Black Cat Cabaret‘s festive show, an evening I was looking forward to so … More Black Cat Cabaret

Supporting the sisters at the East London Strippers Collective

“We’re a bunch of feisty feminists who happen to love to take their clothes off,” said the MC from the East London Strippers Collective – a perfectly apt opening line to describe a raucous riot of a night, where talented performers were in charge of the stage and their body, the crowd was fun, young … More Supporting the sisters at the East London Strippers Collective

Marilyn Manson’s kick-ass gig in London

Aside from the concerned looks I received at work when I showed up with a studded bra, ready to see Marilyn Manson play at the Hammersmith Apollo in London yesterday, I was asked a lot of questions about the gig. While non headbangers simply wondered why I would want to end my evening in a screaming mosh … More Marilyn Manson’s kick-ass gig in London