After the 'bummer of my last post' I got called back to do the Final round in said competetion. A girl dropped out and the coordinator called me, which makes me feel really good that he thought of me to ask.
It was so last minute and because I knew my position of filler, I opted to do another joke set. My somewhat renown spoof of SNL's 'dick in a box' and 'motherlover'. It is one of my favorites and a huge crowd pleaser. I dress in very convincing drag and pole dance (fire) & sing along to these 2 fucking hilarious songs by Andy Samberg & my boy, JT. I usually get so serious and would've been planning for weeks, but didn't make it any of the rounds. I was happy just to go & watch the girls, I even offered to be the pole-cleaning-between-sets girl. But realized that it was one PDX's sexy, busty, sassy dancers when I got there. She had some drinks and pole danced topless the entire intermission, so that was pretty cool too.
It felt good to not be nervous for a change, I just wanted to have fun and smile and make everyone laugh. I could see the packed crowd shake & point with laughter multiple time during my set. It made me remember why I perform, to have that kind of control over an audience.
Some of the other sets were amazing, These 15 girls had put weeks of practice and had elaborate costuming and props. Others kinda sucked, nature of the beast in these competitions. The girl I was rooting for won with a nothing short of EPIC set, & another club-mate of mine got 2nd. It definitly didn't hurt 3rd place to have her whole club show up and buy hundreds of beads (the audience can buy mardi-gras-bead-votes) for her confusing, but ok set. Are you a star? or a jellyfish? is this nature or space? Why is that guy shirtless holding a globe? Ok, some pole doubles but there's a fake tree, and a butterfly balloon? I still don't get it. I had to leave to go home to be at 'real job' early in the morning, so I did miss a few though. When exiting I was met with a barrage of love and praise, I felt great! My club-mates, other co-workers, their significant others, people from the magazine running the event and staff all wanted to say that it was really funny and a great set. I have never left an event like that in all my 2 years. The aforementioned girl, still topless, was smoking outside and grabbed me to hug me for my set when the coordinator said "Hey, you can't be outside topless, get inside!"
I found out the next day I tied for 3rd runner up. What a pleasant, but unexpected surprise! All that without receiving a single bead-vote! I must be killin' it! At least I remembered to take off my panties, for about 9 seconds. I love the people in this town. I can only get away with that set and the kind of reaction I get, here. Eat your heart out St. Louis!
It was so last minute and because I knew my position of filler, I opted to do another joke set. My somewhat renown spoof of SNL's 'dick in a box' and 'motherlover'. It is one of my favorites and a huge crowd pleaser. I dress in very convincing drag and pole dance (fire) & sing along to these 2 fucking hilarious songs by Andy Samberg & my boy, JT. I usually get so serious and would've been planning for weeks, but didn't make it any of the rounds. I was happy just to go & watch the girls, I even offered to be the pole-cleaning-between-sets girl. But realized that it was one PDX's sexy, busty, sassy dancers when I got there. She had some drinks and pole danced topless the entire intermission, so that was pretty cool too.
It felt good to not be nervous for a change, I just wanted to have fun and smile and make everyone laugh. I could see the packed crowd shake & point with laughter multiple time during my set. It made me remember why I perform, to have that kind of control over an audience.
Some of the other sets were amazing, These 15 girls had put weeks of practice and had elaborate costuming and props. Others kinda sucked, nature of the beast in these competitions. The girl I was rooting for won with a nothing short of EPIC set, & another club-mate of mine got 2nd. It definitly didn't hurt 3rd place to have her whole club show up and buy hundreds of beads (the audience can buy mardi-gras-bead-votes) for her confusing, but ok set. Are you a star? or a jellyfish? is this nature or space? Why is that guy shirtless holding a globe? Ok, some pole doubles but there's a fake tree, and a butterfly balloon? I still don't get it. I had to leave to go home to be at 'real job' early in the morning, so I did miss a few though. When exiting I was met with a barrage of love and praise, I felt great! My club-mates, other co-workers, their significant others, people from the magazine running the event and staff all wanted to say that it was really funny and a great set. I have never left an event like that in all my 2 years. The aforementioned girl, still topless, was smoking outside and grabbed me to hug me for my set when the coordinator said "Hey, you can't be outside topless, get inside!"
I found out the next day I tied for 3rd runner up. What a pleasant, but unexpected surprise! All that without receiving a single bead-vote! I must be killin' it! At least I remembered to take off my panties, for about 9 seconds. I love the people in this town. I can only get away with that set and the kind of reaction I get, here. Eat your heart out St. Louis!
