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Month: March 2014

Bucket List Day

Today, I modeled for paintings by Mr. Blue. It was fun and different. Never would I have imagined holding positions for thirty to forty-five minutes would be tougher then dancing or modeling for photos! My body and core muscles are so sore. However, I am so excited to see the outcome and final products.

Seeing my body from another perspective was interesting. The mirror may lie, but photos and perceptions do not perhaps?!?…

Xoxo
Zi-Fi

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Airports

Here I sit at the airport in Eugene, with my rasta colored bag and Armani flip flops, starting my adventure. Airports are where many of my adventures begin. I love the energy of the airport. It is a feeling of anything can happen and excitement fills the air. People rushing to get away and others to go home to share their stories with loved ones. Here, I blend in with the hustle and bustle. The looks on peoples faces when they see me is priceless. They try to figure out my story and I wonder what they think because the probability of them guessing correctly is almost impossible.

I have no clue what to say I do because others just have one job and/or career they focus on for years. While I work job to job and strip in between. I am a stripper, but telling people that in small talk is a quick way to stop the conversation or steer it in the wrong direction quickly.

Xoxo
Zi-Fi

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Vegas Sugar Gods

Finishing my packing for Vegas tomorrow and I can almost breath again. My heart is still beating out of my chest. I am nervous, but the good nervous where I do not know what all this journey will entail. I leave Thursday and my work plans are over Friday night. Not that I plan much anyways, but the uncertainty of it all is part of the fun.

Dear sugar gods,
This is Zi. Please let Vegas rain sugar on me!

Xoxo
Zi-Fi

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Make It Special

Since deciding to go to Vegas, I have been working at the strip club quite a bit more than normal. This past weekend was a priceless experience. A rare first time experience, I still keep wondering when these moments will end. When will strip club customers stop surprising me? Perhaps, when the shock wears off so does ones soul.

I was in the champagne room with a man old enough to have children in college. He was kind and well groomed along with quite toasty. He had grabbed my arm as I was walking out of the champagne room and informed me very loudly that he wanted a dance from me. I was just starting my first dance as he threw a hundred dollar bill on the floor near me. “Make it special,” he said roughly. In my mind I was insulted, but I knew he could make my night if I just could tough out his need for power. I just danced like normal, but I was in a take no prisoners mood.

By the end I had him paying me to look in his eyes and talk to him.

It was a special dance, just not the special he expected.

Xoxo
Zi-Fi

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Vegas Bound

Tuesday, I decided that I was ready to go back to Vegas. I contacted Mr. Blue and he was still waiting for me to model for a painting. So, I have a job and a reunion with a now friend that I met last July in Vegas, when I was there last. Plus, I get to see industry friends from all over the country.

With a little help from Mr. Houston, I planned and had my ticket booked by that night. I am on a mission to escape the rainforest and make my dreams realities. After Vegas, I may go to Houston to dance. Who knows maybe I will attempt working in Vegas at the strip clubs?!?!

The future is bright and opportunities await.

Xoxo
Zi-Fi

Ps. Contact me if you will be in Vegas the week of the 15th! ;-)
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