Holy fucking g-strings, Batman

My car was broken into and a bunch of stuff stolen on Tuesday…not just my brand new phone, purse, wallet, cash, cards, and the usual valuables, but the assholes took my dance bag and my Camelbak (like a backpack that holds water while I run). 

They literally stole my water — my fucking water! — and my ability to replace the items they stole by working.

I’ve been drawing up a list of what was stolen for the police and my insurance company, including what was in my dance bag, and it struck me just how valuable my dance bag is. I’m up to $884 in outfits, shoes, and accessories (garters, leg warmers, stockings, etc), just in what I can remember was in that damn bag.

I managed to get the absolute bare minimums at our stripper-store today: two g-strings, a bikini outfit, a pair of shoes, and a garter. I picked up a straightener and a blow-dryer, because those are hair minimums. $120, minimum, just to work in appropriate clothing and shoes. 

What kind of cruel people steal stripper underwear?

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~ by The Stiletto-Shod One on June 13, 2013.

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