"The punk rock subculture has done a grave disservice for women; it had made us devoid of sexuality.  It's not punk to be sexy.  It's not punk to try to be hot, or feminine.  I wore my boots, spit, burped and was donned, 'Bundy.'  For the last 12 years I've been fighting my 'god given right' to be a fucking sexy bitch.  It's only been within the last few years that I've been breeching this sexy tip.  Recently I discovered that I had a wonderful opportunity to explore my sexy side.  Every time I work it's all fake eyelashes, sexy panties, perfume and hot motherfucking outfits.  I'm discovered what it means to be hot and sexy.  Although I do feel fucking sexy all sweaty with a tool belt and a skill saw in my hand, this is a different kind of sexy.  This is sexy to the masses.  This is so completely new to me… and I love it.

My flirting has gone from a PBR belch and a coy look across the room.  Fucking with my eyes, that's what I call it.  It's my bread and butter.  Now when I walk into a room and people stare at me, my initial thought isn't that my fly is down or that I've got a booger; it's 'maybe they think I’m attractive.'  Sure I still have issues with my body, but women with body issues are like fish in a barrel.  Stripping has brought me to realize that what is shown in magazines isn't what most people want.

People tell me all the time how refreshing it is to see a real woman with a real body.  If I'm parading around in my skivvies, or writhing around like I’m being fucked, I can say whatever I want to, make whatever face I want to, do whatever I want to and no one cares.  I'm still sexy.  I'm still cool.  I'm still smart.  My thoughts are who I am; my body is how you see me.  I will always be me, so who fucking cares if you think I'm an idiot.  When I realized that, it was my own personal emotional, intellectual, psychological, spiritual revolution.  The walls came down and now more than ever I am able to be me, and find out who I want to be."

-- Ananda, in "My thoughts are who I am…", reprinted from the stripper zine Swear Words by Kat on katstories.tumblr.com

4 Comments »

1. That is awesome.

   Comment by Nio — October 29, 2010 @ 5:32 pm

2. Interesting, but I don't think it's true. I always found punk girls/women sexy (this is the late 70s punk that I'm on about here); I even found the post punk girls/women sexy as well. There was a group called The Raincoats who dressed in a very unsexy way, in dungarees and the like; I found them sexy as well. Sometimes someone dressing in a deliberately non-sexy way can be really sexy. I know, I know: I ought to be shot.

   Comment by Stephen Parkin — October 31, 2010 @ 6:35 am

3. Actually, I think I misread what Ananda's saying here. Sorry.

   Comment by Stephen Parkin — October 31, 2010 @ 6:39 am

4. "Punk ain't no religious cult, Punk means thinking for yourself."

   If the only thing that influences your decisions in life is your moral judgement and reason then that's punk. People who dress a certain way to impress or people who do what-ever because they feel the need to by the pressures of society or to feel better about themselves are not punk. So yeah, most of these punks are poseurs and losers who are only in it for what people will think of them.

   The classic punk rock attire had a purpose, to shock people and to force them to accept things that were outside of their comfort zone. Unfortunately it's been incorporated and now they sell designer pants, pre-ripped for 150$ and more. It just goes to show that people don't think, they much prefer to let these industries do the thinking for them.

   I like truth and I give total respect to people who aren't afraid of being themselves, people won't don't try to hard to impress or to get attention, these are the people that don't care what other people think because they feel secure and content. I don't mind loud, I don't mind crazy, as long as they're doing it for themselves. That's what I consider hot.

   Comment by Marpi — November 28, 2010 @ 11:14 pm

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