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Brooke Lynne

Posted on March 14, 2012 by Brooke Lynne

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STRIPPED: A Tony Ward Studio Exclusive Blog Series – Part 3

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……….Even though I had modeled nude and been a featured dancer at clubs when I was younger – I never danced at a specific club as an ongoing occupation. I called my best friend who was a dancer a few years ago and worked at several clubs in Philadelphia to help me prepare, and came along during shifts to offer support. My goal here is not to bash any other clubs although of course I think Risque is the best. That’s why I chose it. Different strokes for different folks.
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My first audition was at a go go bar with a couch room. The girls didn’t perform topless on stage and it was brightly lit for a strip club. The girls didn’t really strip. They kind of just danced in their underwear next to the poles. Immediately I was disappointed. The driving force behind this endeavor was my breast needed to be seen! I went to the dressing room to get changed and felt like I had walked into a rival team’s locker room after winning a game. I was perky, excited and introducing myself and they were cold, irritated, and unwelcoming. It was clear my upbeat positive attitude wasn’t appreciated. After a very unhelpful introduction with the DJ and a series of confusing instructions – I prepared for my “moment to shine”. I was asked to dance to one song, leave the stage, change, and go to the office.

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I went on stage with a pit in my stomach. What was I doing? I reached the pole and looked across the bar at the wall to wall mirror and saw myself: bra, panties, and heels. I felt a sense of power and calm come over me. I went through my routine and became more fluid and relaxed as the song continued. What a rush. Then it was over. I rushed off stage as fast as possible because I had no idea what to do next. I proceeded to the office where I was asked to fill out an application with job history and references. The manager took a Polaroid of me and asked when I could start. I said soon, but what I really meant was after I auditioned someplace else. It was definitely a great place to loosen up, but there was no way I could work with girls that didn’t smile. Plus my breasts hated wearing a bra.

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To Be Continued……….

Atomic Bombshell

Posted on March 7, 2012 by Atomic Bombshell

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……….It’s funny when I look back at all the shoot’s I’ve ever done, I can look at a photo and tell you where I was in that exact moment of my life. When TW and I shoot, it’s never like work at all. We have a great repore and we talk a lot about everything. This shoot was the day before Valentine’s Day of last year. We started talking about my (then) boyfriend, which kind of got me on a roll. As the shoot went along, I was getting more and more furious at my boyfriend’s lame attempt at Valentine’s Day – so the photo’s started to get more and more like “Ha! hope you enjoy this photo, asshole!” in my mind.. It actually ended up working out great for Tony and I. We had a beautiful shoot! I did, however, call my boyfriend on my way home and we broke up that night. Sexy is a state of mind, but this photo has real inspiration behind it. 

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Brooke Lynne

Posted on March 6, 2012 by Brooke Lynne

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STRIPPED: A Tony Ward Studio Exclusive Blog Series – Part 2

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……….. I¹m Brooke Lynne and a new dancer at Club Risqué, a gentlemen’s club in Philadelphia. At 27, I just decided to make the jump into the exciting world of exotic dancing. I modeled when I was younger; went to beauty school, got married, got divorced, and got my breasts done. Prior to dancing – I managed a men¹s hair salon in NJ and began to notice the almost super hero like power I now had over men. Was it my new additions? Probably in part, but mainly it was the confidence that I possessed and my effortless ability to get along with men. When I was younger I would play dumb, act cute, and rely on my looks to attract men. I often lost them just as quickly as I got them. Now older and more experienced there was no playing dumb about it anymore. I knew what I wanted and they knew I knew what I wanted. And that was sexy.

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Instead of asking for things and delicately waiting like a good girl, I began telling men exactly what to do and what I needed. And they would give it to me! If not, then I stopped wasting my time and got it myself or found someone who could accommodate me. It wasn’t long before the women at my job said, “Why aren’t you on a pole somewhere?” I began to ask myself the same question. I was already wearing skimpy outfits, flirting with men, and giving scalp and hand massages. Why not get paid more for it? I had just started modeling – needed the flexibility to take off for auditions and I was about to begin my first semester at college, how cliche. I had a pole in my living room and a drawer full of clothing that I couldn’t really wear outside. The answer was clear. I had to at least audition. My new breasts needed to start pulling their weight.

To Be Continued……….

Jennifer Cole

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Brooke Lynne

Posted on March 1, 2012 by Brooke Lynne

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STRIPPED: A Tony Ward Studio Exclusive Blog Series

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……….Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the greatest show on earth. We have dancing girls and… and, um, well the rest pretty much evolves from there. I stand by my statement – that it is the greatest show on earth. A profession that has existed since the dawn of time, entertaining men, and playing into their sexual desires has been something our society practically instills in women from the time they are born. For as long as man has roamed the earth, woman have been there to captivate them with her beauty, charm, wit, and of course sex. Some women more than others have a “gift”. They have the ability to tap into the male mind and gain a seemingly endless power over them. Is it a gene, a talent, a look, or a learned trade? Is it beauty or brains? What is it about this elite group of the female population that makes them so irresistible that they can get whatever they want?

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They have been referred to as many names such as ladies of the night, courtesans, show girls, go go dancers, exotic performers, and while the titles and job descriptions vary and go on from there, the underlying purpose remains the same. These women can range in all ages, races, and sizes. For every individual type of man – there is a woman out there that represents the sole idea of a modern day Venus. This Blog series will go behind the scenes into my life. I’m Brooke Lynne; I’m a dancer at Club Risqué in Philadelphia, a model, and a self-proclaimed attention whore with an addiction to men. Join me as we strip down and get to the raw reality of life as a stripper.

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To Be Continued………..

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Holly Singelyn

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