DJ, I can understand it would be a hard read, but I think it's an interesting one. For at least some of these clubs there seems to be a pervasive culture of please-the-customer that may not go as far as sexual favours, but definitely crosses the line of polite behaviour. I would assume that the higher-end the clientèle the more likely the sense of entitlement is likely to be endorsed by management. It's pretty horrific, but I thought it worth reading.

When I was a stripper, there were guys who wanted to buy presents for girls. They liked feeling like big shots, I think. There were also girls who cajoled and teased and subtly created invisible ground rules which resulted in gifts. They got lots of gifts (clothes, money, jewelry, once a car), without sleeping with anyone, because they worked it. Even though most women in clubs are not THAT type, that is still where you will find them, because that's where the dudes with the money are.

The other random thing I was thinking about the beginning of that story was, wasn't it the "nice girl" on Las Vegas who was the VIP Host?

Because Goodbye is closed, I thought I'd mention over here that even though Tom and I didn't participate, we got a package in the mail today that was postmarked from a Secret Santa in Oakland- it was a beautiful engraved frame with a lovely verse that references the awesomeness and specialness of our trip to San Francisco.

Now we have to pick out which picture to put in it! (ETA: maybe this?)

Thank you, Oakland Secret Santa!

wasn't it the "nice girl" on Las Vegas who was the VIP Host?

For reals? Las Vegas? For shame. Not that I really know anything about that show except when it xovered with Crossing Jordan. So perhaps I should be quieter.

All I could think about at the start of the article was that this was the woman Tiger had texted about walking in on with DB (a fantasy of his, not that it happened). Luckily the subject matter drew me away from that.

Run, query, run! Hie thee to completion!

Makes me so very fucking angry. Women who work in clubs are not prostitutes. Not even close. And it's the attitude that they're damn near prostitutes is what makes working in that industry so frustrating for many women even as it's the easiest employment to get and likely to help out through rough times. I can't even read the rest it makes me that angry.

Don't read the rest of the article. Because not all women working in clubs are damn near prostitutes but a lot of the women in the article? Are. In their own words. Um, I have got to stop blog hopping. It's depressing me.

The other random thing I was thinking about the beginning of that story was, wasn't it the "nice girl" on Las Vegas who was the VIP Host?

Sam? aka Vanessa Marcil? aka the OMG HOTTEST FEMALE EVER? She was shown as flirty but nothing more. Others were, as I recall, much more predatory. Then again, I wasn't really watching for plot. I just think she's very pretty and plays complicated and emotionally messed up characters well.

Sam? aka Vanessa Marcil?

Yeah, I guess so? Anyway, my point being that the show didn't make VIP Host anything sleazy, just a stepped-up concierge. But the clients were sometimes sleazy.

For reals? Las Vegas? For shame.

What are you trying to say? That show was cute.

What are you trying to say?

I judge. With love, but I judge. Then again, I totally never got Vanessa Marcil (residual 90210 resentment?) or Josh Duhamel, though James Lesure was cool. Still, not enough, and Ima keep judging.

Ooh, that's a nice picture, Nora.