Not-so baby step


For three years the lovely ladies of Lily's Burlesque review have invited me to attend the International Burlesque Competition in OldVegas and for one reason or another i've not gone. This june, I'm going to go.

Why now? Because it's time to spend time with women who dare, women who love their selves enough to put themselves on a stage and move with humor, beauty, attitude and confidence. Who knows, i just may build enough confidence to sing with them again.

All of the legends of burlesque will be there, women from all over the world who honor the female form and it's beauty; cellulite, big legs, imperfect asses and all, put out on stage to celebrate all they have and to believe in it.

Don't get me wrong, I'm no pollyanna. Lots of crazy, hurt, people will be there too. But, the Burlesque ladies I know have risen from the ashes of pain and ugly, to a place where they honor themselves with dance, song and sassy tease...(we are not talkin strippers here). They are all about the dance, singing the pants off of the audience.

So, I'm going to Vegas baby...short stories and poems will come home with me. I'll do my best to capture a side of women
definitely not common in current literature.