PRO YOKO

I’ve experienced a lot of Yoko bashing in my time, with people harping on about her being the death of The Beatles, the fall of John Lennon, and other nasty things. I think she’s divine. Her mind moves in such a captivating and inspiring way, and after seeing her exhibition last year at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Sydney and most recently, her show at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, I felt compelled to pledge my allegiance.

POLE POSITION

Five years ago, I started up pole dancing for fitness. I had to stop after a few terms due to work commitments but halfway through last year I started up again and realised how much I had bloody missed it. High heels. Rock music. Slutty costumes. Sold.

 

It is a great form of exercise, working your strength, cardio and flexibility, but it has also been really beneficial in improving my body image issues, making me feel stronger, fitter and more babein’.

 

As a personal challenge, I’m performing a solo routine in the upcoming Solotude show at The Vanguard in Newtown. Gonna get my groupie on with a piece inspired by my Coke & Sympathy heroine, Wild Delilah.

“[Men] won the battle of the sexes when women started pole dancing for exercise” – Crazy, Stupid, Love

Touche.

Here I am with two of my pole sisters, [un]dressed and ready to perform our Showcase routine.