At night I am “Aria.” For the past 20 years, I have worked as a nude entertainer in gentlemen clubs. This is not a cliche blog about stripping, sex, and drugs (there will be some.) It is a story of my growth in an unexpected place, in a strip club. You can say, I grew up in a strip club and that the strip club molded me into who I am today. 20 years in the industry were really unexpected. I did not plan to be there that long, I don’t think anybody does.

Within the 20 years, the world has changed and morphed around me. There are times where I would sleep during the day and be up at night as vampires do. Other times, I would be an insomniac, going to work zombified. I am no different from girls and women who are not dancers. I share the same heartaches, disappointments, and pain. There are definitely many highs and lows of my time as a dancer. I would like to share those similar stories, it just so happened that it takes place in a strip club.

I know many women and men are curious out there.

I am writing to you as an introvert, believe it not. As an introvert, being an entertainer was not always the easiest thing for me. Being bullied, associate competitiveness, pecking orders, propositions, even being fully nude in front of total strangers is something I had get use it.