I once became a certified stripper. In Vegas. Took one hour, or so, to get my certification. How valid it is I’m not sure. Don’t think it’d get me any gigs. Anyway, I’d only ever audition for private gigs. With my man. He can be the judge when he comes round. Appears. Manifests himself. I think he got stuck somewhere. Hopefully not in a strip joint in Vegas.
Do you know the art of burlesque? Basically removing some of the strip from the tease. That is to say – you don’t have to shove it all in someone’s face. Oh my God, that came out bad. Well, you know what I mean. Otherwise google Dita von Teese.
So, what my point with all this would be (here comes the “good for you” (hopefully) lesson…I’m not sure how I always manage to mix them up with sex…one hell of a cocktail right there. Well, they are both human rights, right?!…me, blonde? No way!!! Nor do I live in LA where we are all skinny bitches who drink non-fat, no sugar, soy lattes…with whipped cream. And we all do plastic surgery so that we can think that we are better than the rest of the world, because we feel we are worse…). So the point, dear readers, the point would be this: how many people do you know that are terrible at burlesque? Instead of giving you glimpses, they throw it all in your face? I study marketing. There really is an art to the tease – overkill is no good. Yet, every day someone is bombarding my inbox, my facebook, my twitter, my mailbox… I don’t know when marketing became an excuse to infiltrate every frigging millimeter of someone’s private space. There are people that use the same tactics in personal affairs as well. Drives me equally nuts.
But wait – there’s more. Then there are the people who refuse to strip at all. They don’t overkill it. They undersell it. Ever dated someone who doesn’t return your phone call or txt for 24hrs? I did once, quite some time ago. Never again. Sure we are all busy sometimes, but all the time??? I’m sure some think they are playing games to provoke your interest, but by the time you get to see a glimpse of them, you have gotten so bored waiting you couldn’t care less. Of course LA is filled with these people too – it’s called LA flakiness. As a friend of mine said: “The good thing in this town is that you have to commit to nothing. Whenever you wanna be flaky, no one can hold it against you, because they are flaky too.”
I really think human communication, marketing included, is an art. I believe I have overkilled and under sold a zillion things until I learnt to think about my actions a bit more. Let’s all forget about striptease and learn burlesque, shall we??? And hey, just remember as well: never throw pearls to the swine. Think before you strip (uh…literally, or metaphorically)…
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