Still, I love being on stage and dancing. A lot of the girls don’t do it because, ironically, they’re dancers who don’t know how to dance. But I do, and I love being up there, having people throwing money at me. And you might not know this, but money is really slippery. I’m up on stage, wearing heels that push my height to six-four, and I can barely move around because the stage is covered in money. At that point, I just lie down and roll around in it. I love doing that. Especially if the bills are new. New bills smell so good.
As much as I like what I do, it’s not something that I tell everyone about. I don’t put it on Facebook or talk about it with my family when I go home for Christmas. Most of my family, except for my grandparents, knows, but it’s really nobody’s business, and we don’t discuss it. Plus I work at enough other things -- modeling for magazines like Playboy and Maxim, working some of the big conventions, being a ring girl. This is not my only job.
I realize that the money I make at stripping is not normal. Doing other things keeps me down to earth a little bit. I try to maintain a daily routine -- going to the gym in the afternoon on most days, relaxing before work, saving money, making investments. When I’m ready to stop dancing -- I’m not sure when that will be -- I want to become a real estate entrepreneur. I want to buy a house a year for the next three years. I want to be a landlord and have my money working for me. In this business, I see so many girls who carry $10,000 handbags and can’t pay their rent. I own my house and my car.