Chapter One
Working as a dancer in Manhattan’s gentlemen’s clubs, I’ve enjoyed an ideal work/life balance. The first thing I do when I wake up is drink coffee and write in my journal. As a stripper, I’ve had time to think. I, like Jeff Bezos, “like to
The Manhattan gentlemen’s clubs I’ve worked in had a zero tolerance policy on violence. Customers came to us for an upscale experience—violence wasn’t on the menu. Management never even used the word “stripper.” We were referred to as “entertainers.” Fighting with each other was not tolerated.
Motherhood is one of the few things I’ve taken seriously. I’ve always known that if I’m going to bring a baby into this world, I have to be 100% sure I can care for that child properly. As the unplanned child of a teenage mother, I learned
I vividly recall the moment when Bill Clinton “did not have sexual relations” with Monica Lewinsky. It was the late 1990’s. I was an aspiring actress tending bar at a Manhattan gentlemen’s club. My customers were wealthy, mostly married men seeking attention from younger women. Between what I