There are those in our sparkle filled lives we don’t always publicly thank. Recently, I have been thinking a lot about all the wonderful burlesque partners that we have in this community, and to them I want to say an often overlooked thank you!
Thank you to the ones who are always there encouraging us as we try something new, or go out for a new opportunity. Thank you to the partners who become like family in our respective burlesque scenes: always supporting and cheering from the audience, occasionally making last minute frantic runs to the store for forgotten supplies, and making sure we eat on especially stressful show days. Thank you for helping us carry our bags walking into a venue, and even making sure that all of the other performers get safely to their cars or taxis. Thank you for shrugging off the glitter filled hugs, knowing that the next morning you will wake up unable to wash it all off. Thank you for giving us rehearsal time, costume time, venting about local drama time, and time to evolve in this chaotic but wonderful scene. Thank you for understanding what this art form means to us. Thank you for standing up for us when needed, bragging about us when wanted, and holding your head high as we give our all to the stage. Thank you for letting us cry mascara filled tears on your shoulders as our eyelash glue threatens to give out when we feel low. Thank you for telling us you’re proud of us, even when we feel like we failed.
Thank you for being you.
And to Mr. Garnet, thank you for always supporting this journey, and having more patience than I even begin to understand. I wouldn’t be where I am today without you. <3
Dear woman on the street,
You are not my competition.
Dear talented sisters working behind the scenes,
You are not who I strive to be.
Dear gorgeous beauties who time and time again I have been
assured of your jealousy towards me to validate my ego,
You are not my end goal.
Hello familiar face,
Restless eyes who has seen what I’ve seen,
Hands who have touched what I’ve felt,
And heart who knows my deepest yearnings,
You are my only competition.
My daily task list consists of goals and aspirations that are set
day after day so that the only person I am better than,
The only person who I want to rise above,
Is the girl who stared back at me yesterday.
The girl shedding her skin,
To become a better woman tomorrow.
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