AnneMarie Davies of United Pole Artists recently wrote a blog entry that has set the pole world abuzz: http://www.unitedpoleartists.com/do-we-need-to-bring-the-sexy-back/
Here’s my take on it. My brand of pole is sexy. I have nothing against pole fitness enthusiasts, and believe me, there’s no one who’s a bigger supporter of the fantabulous workout a person gets from pole. It is *hard* work, folks.
But in my mind and heart and soul it is, and will always be, pole DANCING. I want to see strutting, floppy ankles in sky-high platforms, mesmerizing body rolls, floorwork that makes my jaw drop with its hotness. I want self-touching. I want throbbing music, and hair flips, and butt figure-eights done in tiny shorts.
Why? I’ve touched on this before. One of the many reasons pole dance is so very precious to me is that it allows me to free a side that doesn’t get much oxygen otherwise. Life is busy, and it’s complicated. Pole dancing is simple. Carnal. There are no thoughts of what bills need to be paid, or what to do for dinner. No, as I move and breathe and touch, I’m not thinking of anything but moving and breathing and touching.
So, at some point this week, I’ll be posting a video to add my resounding YESSSSSS to the dozens already on YouTube. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.