Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Can you give me a FUCK YES?! If not it's time to move on

 So today I want to talk about change, and that inner voice inside you that is screaming to get out. Let me out! Fulfill your deepest desires! Follow your dreams! What are you doing here!? 

What ever happened to doing what made you happy? Ask your inner child, what was it that you wanted to be when you grow up? Did you want to travel to the stars as an astronaut? Did you want to help people and be a paramedic? Chances are you wanted to do something extraordinary and make a difference either for humanity or anything that made you truly happy and inspired people. When did you stop and realize, that you gave up on your dreams? That you chose money and security over the things that made you the happiest?

When I was a kid I dreamed about being an actress and a dancer. Doing that brought me so much joy. What do I do instead? I'm working at a strip club cocktailing slinging $20 drinks working for a company that doesnt respect me or  value me. I'm completely disposable, eyecandy with an expiration date. I make them so much money, yet they do not honor me or my hard work and don't have my best interest at heart.

Why is it that we stop believing in ourselves and what we can accomplish? We are so big and capable of so much! Time is so precious and something we can never get back. We get so consumed in the art of making a lot of money that We gave up happiness altogether, then one day wake up and realize we didn't do anything we really wanted to do. Don't be a victim of society. If your inner child voice is screaming at you right now to stop and reach for the stars! You better get out of your desk, or whatever position that you hold and do it already! Why? Because why not!? Why look back and realize when your fifty years old, wow, I did nothing I wanted to do in this life. Life is to short to waste!

We are creatures of abundant energy. We are so powerful! We have the power to influence change, to help people, to give advice, to heal! Tap in and use your power.

 As a girl living in sin city it's so easy to get caught up in the easy money, the plastics, the ego, so many of us put on a fake happy face and go to work then go home and bitch about your day, your co workers, your boss, how horribly they run the company, etc. Can you run a company better? Prove it! Start your own company, follow your dreams! Influence others! Make a difference! You want to travel the world? It's waiting for you! 

I once read an article about always vibrating at your highest vibration, Always saying FUCK YES! To anything that excites you. If it doesn't fully excite you, if you have any doubts in your mind, If it truly doesn't nurture your spirit and make you happy, throw in the towel and give me a  FUCK NO!

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Vegas strip clubs, the do's, dont's and behind the scenes


So you want to go to a Vegas strip club do we? Cocktailing at a Vegas strip club the last year, this sin city girl has the ins and outs of what really happens at the Vegas strip clubs, and I'm gonna share all my secrets with you.

First off you need to decide if you want to do a fully nude or a topless titty bar. In Vegas it's illegal to serve alcohol at a fully nude strip club, so if your thinking about drinking it's a better to do the topless option. 

Touching is okay! Feel free to touch and grab the breasts and ass as much as you please, but stay away from touching her private region, you may get slapped.

Not every girl that works at a strip club is a hooker! I get asked to go back to guys hotel rooms at least three times a night and I'm serving the beverages! There is a handful of girls that will go back to your room for the right price, usually a thousand dollars minimum, don't insult them with the big $500, you'll get laughed at. I once had three Indian guys ask me "all three of us for $500?" Yes of course! I will let all my friends know! They will be running over here to give all three of you guys a blowjob! Haha NOT.

Table dances are $20 per song. Vip dances are the far better value, fifteen minutes for $100, thirty minutes for $200, $400 for an hour etc. You must purchase  two drinks for every fifteen minutes. If you are doing an hour you must purchase a bottle, bottles typically run about $550 at most Vegas strip joints. Then for the really big spenders there is the luxurious skybox! This is $600 per girl you want up there. One hour minimum and you must purchase a bottle of champagne, again around $550-$1500 bottle. Iv heard stories that the magic happens in the VIP rooms, especially in the skybox. Be sure to tip out your security and hosts, there are cameras everywhere you turn.

We always collect our money first. If there's one thing that iv learned about strip clubs in Vegas is that the customer is never right. Be sure to pay your entertainer if you agree to do another lap dance and if you ordered a $20 drink and refuse to pay because it's too expensive, security will kick you out if you don't pay. It's a money making business, and if your  not spending money, there is no use for you anymore. So come stacked.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Burningman, a home away from home

Burningman, a home away from home, a place of gifting, where nothing is expected in return, not even another gift or a tip for that drink you just ordered at the naked tikki bar. A place where dust almost kills you, yet you still admire it's beauty and keep coming back. A place of love and spirituality, a place where you are told the playa will provide no matter what the circumstance. A place where you are told you will have the burn you need, not always the one you want. A place where everyone believes in the lessons that burningman teaches and the syncronicities that we manifest them to be true in this place we call home. A place where you can climb all the art installations and stages as the wild animal that you are and no security of any sort will stand in your way. A place of radical survival and radical self reliance and yet we steer clear of frustration and anger and open our hearts with love to all, leaving behind our negativity in the dust. 

The minute I got to burningman I was asked to step out of my vehicle and make a dust angel on the ground, I was clean, in my pajamas and a bit hesitant at first but embraced the ritual for what it was. Looking around it looked like a bunch of people camping in dirt and I thought what did I get myself into. Why do people come back year after year and call this forsaken place home? 

In the night black rock city comes alive, everything that is brought is made from the heart, time, art cars, stages and massive structures of art are donated with zero compensation, a year of hard work for it to be enjoyed for one week then burned and only alive in our memories. An unconditional gift from the heart to share. 


The production value here is amazing, the best that I have scene, sensory overload, a visually pleasing orgasm for the senses. especially the 45 minute show when the man burns with fireworks better than Disneyland or New Years and a massive explosion that I have only seen in movies. You better enjoy everything while it's there because before you know it you favorite place will be burned to the ground. They burn everything here! Iv seen five places being burned down at the same time, it's breath taking.

To my astonishment, I have never met more friendly, beautiful, free people in my lifetime. The masses giving unconditionally, bacon and bloody Mary's for breakfast, hugs and greetings every which way you turn, a boutique of free
extravagant clothes for your outfit tonight.
Every camp has a special event where they have a party or teach you something. From acro yoga to naked black light twister, brunches, orgy tents, banana hammock striptease 101, to meditation and groups where you can scream your deepest darkest emotions in a group you have just met but feel like you have known forever with an intention of letting go of your sadness and anger before the temple burn. 

So many emotions take place here. I have laughed and felt as though I had the best day of my life and I have also cried with intense emotions and had a nervouse breakdown  from waking up in a dust storm of 50 mph winds. The inspiration from this festival is unlike any other, I now want to go home and take on acro yoga as a master craft and learn how to spin fire, as well as give more and inspire more and teach. I feel that this festival unlike any other has changed my life. I have never experienced so much synchronicity and lessons, for the playa truly does provide what your soul needs.

One of the few truly magical moments at burningman which really opened my eyes to what I really needed to do and boosted my confidence immensely was when I was just going about my day swinging on a rainbow carousel like a monkey and a friend had pointed out that everyone had followed my lead. Later I had decided to sit down and meditate at the sunrise party at roboheart as I  opened my eyes and found that I had created a line of people who were also meditating next to me, no intention given. I didn't realize my effect on other people at all until that same friend said "wow your a leader! So now that know you are a leader what are you gonna do with it in the real world?"
I had never thought of myself as a leader nor was I aware of my influence, I always just did me. This powerful rebirth is what I needed. Now that I am in the real world I am inspired to take on new projects and have a new found confidence I didn't know I had. Leadership and patience were my lessons from the playa, as well as not getting angry when two inches of dust covered my clothes and I had nothing left to wear. I learned to let it go. I wrote down my flaws and burned it in the temple in silence along with so many others that have lost loved ones and had it so much worse then me. I am truly blessed. We all cried, we laughed and we partied, a truly emotional experience for the books. I recommend burningman to anyone with an open mind and an open heart. Anyone that's willing to change or looking for a little inspiration, for I am truly insprired.


Saturday, August 22, 2015

How to get the bottle service job in Vegas every girl wants.

   Moving to Las Vegas? Your gonna need a job. The most successful jobs in Vegas are going to be in the service industry whether your working in the night clubs or casinos where the cash is always flowing.Today I'm going to talk about the job all the woman that move to Vegas aspire to get. Bottle service. If you get a job doing bottle service in any of Vegas hottest night clubs you are set. These girls make a thousand a night easy on weekends because of the automatic 20% gratuity added to every bottle. On average that's about $200 per table or more, these girls get about 5 tables on a busy weekend night. Talk about easy money! My advice to get these jobs: First you need to look like a supermodel. Even if your an absolute knockout it is a requirement to have a rock hard cut bikini body or at least a really flat stomach. So girls step one! Hit the gym and get working on that V line! Second fake boobs help a lot! They are not a requirement but 90% of bottle girls have fake boobs. Faking it till you make it with a push up bra will only go so far until they ask you to out their bikini on, and their usually not padded. 
    After you have your body on lockdown, it really helps if you know somebody. It's all about who you know in this town. Knowing a hiring manager helps a lot because they tend to hire their friends and pick their favorites. This is where the term "she probably sucked somebody's dick for that job." And it's not to far fetched because it's all about knowing the rich and powerful people in this town. But don't lose hope yet, you can still apply online if that is a requirement and go through the regular application process. If you look like a supermodel I'm sure you won't have a problem getting in. My advice to you is to avoid applying in February-March when pool season is starting. I went to multiple interviews during this time and waited about four hours at each one because there were 700 girls trying to get the same job I was. They were gorgeous, and it was a nightmare. My last tip is to look good on paper. Honestly it doesn't matter if your pretty, I have encountered so many women that have gotten hired with zero experience and it's really not fair. But if your lacking in say something like your breast size, having experience in a luxury resort setting does help! Especially for the snooty big money resorts like Xs and encore where you have to go through the whole application and interview process. My list on places to apply: Xs, encore, Drais, Omnia, Hakkasan, Light, and marquee.
    Well good luck to you and I hope you snatch the job all the girls want. Try not to make the girls cry when she asks you how you got your job, just point her in my direction and I'll give her a little taste of Vegas reality.

Xoxo Sin City Girl


Tuesday, August 18, 2015

taking on sin city

       Sin City, where the wind blows cocaine and dollar bills, you might come back married, broke or rich, you just never know how this storm of a city will have its way with you! When I first moved to Las Vegas I was 20 years old. I had so many plans to take this city by storm but I was held back by a few months, cant do much in this town until you turn 21.You can party your ass off with a fake Id,and I did as much as it would let me, but my main mission was money and a great job in the industry. Because what's the first thing you think about when you think of Las Vegas? Whether it's hookers  and blow, gambling and how much money your going to win on that blackjack roller coaster ride of yours, If your moving here for the first time from out of state you must only have two things on your mind, partying and MONEY. Because for a girl, Vegas is the Mecca for Women to either thrive or break. And this is my survival guide.
    I had came to vegas from Arizona where I was a go-go dancer and a bartender in old town Scottsdale, there you only had to be 19 to serve alcohol, I had so many expectations for this town and was ready to conquer. I moved here with an ex boyfriend, the term ''some people cant handle Vegas'' could not have been more on point in this case, I mean this boy was staying out until 5:30 am playing Texas holdem poker tournaments at the sun coast casino every night until he was dead broke, asking me to pay his bills and then lying to me about paying them and using the money to gamble instead. Long story short that among another things like me finally turning 21 and getting in with the cool, rich party crowd was a little much for him to handle, I stayed, he went back to Arizona, and life in Vegas is just starting.
       I had the In, a host for every club. I was going out four nights a week to the hottest clubs in Vegas like XS, Surrender, Hakkasan, and Light living the luxuries as a female in Vegas. Comp dinners at expensive steak houses and sushi bars, comp tables, comp bottles of sparkling Dom perignon spraying into the sky's, cristal, Greygoose and bottomless peach Ciroc. Colorful streamers scurried the air with a sweet smell of champagne. And the men, well the men are from all over the world, England, Australia, Spain, you name it! And if they're buying 5k tables at the hottest clubs, which is common in this town, they are rich too, and what girl doesn't want a rich man right? But let me tell you, the tourists are the safe bet, because once you live in Vegas you start to realize its a SMALL TOWN. A lot smaller than you might think, especially in the industry, everybody knows everybody, people talk, the hosts and promoters are the definition of players, and  the bottle girls may or may not have had sex with the manager for their 1k a night job in the night clubs. Who you are in this town is up to you but reputation and a name for yourself is everything. This is a place where girls post themselves on thedirty.com in third person talking shit on themselves about how big their new fake tits are, their latest butt implants, what strip club they work at, and how much they charge to take them home that night to promote themselves as hookers. Because when people think of Sin City all they can think about is money, and how much money their going to have when they leave.
until next time.

XOXO Sin City Girl