Aerial
It was invigorating in the midst of half-naked bodies. The atmosphere exuded power.
The good kind, stemming from years of being restricted and forbidden.
It reminded me of my 20s, backstage, in a dressing room of a bar with pole dancing. The feeling was excited, so many colors and the air energized as the women bustled about with make-up and shiny clothes, or lack of it, preparing for a performance.
The difference with today’s was the sense of empowerment.
At the bar they had to do it for work, lack of opportunity, what they thought was best for them at that time. Sometimes they would have to sit with customers and order a drink. Hopefully, they enjoyed it.
Today, they wanted to show skin. They expressed themselves on the pole for themselves. Paying for the chance to do so. It was their choice.
It was the usual aerial pole dance studio.
I was just the mom waiting for the daughter with a moment of a spectacular feeling.
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