On an almost weekly basis, we’ll receive links to heartfelt, well-thought-out personal-ish blogs from Nice Girls With Brains Who Read Philebrity, who invariably do their whole Sex And The City on East Passyunk thing, chronicling their tales of Beardos Who Can’t Love, how they love hanging out at the P.O.P.E., and fun style tips. What does it say about us that we uniformly ignore these blogs, but the second someone sends us an Anonymous Philly Stripper Blog, it’s like “WHOA STOP THE PRESSES, ‘COS IT’S ANONYMOUS PHILLY STRIPPER BLOG TIME AGAIN!” And then we crank up “Dirty Laundry” by Don Henley real loud and Sweeney puts on a feather boa, and oh man, THIS OFFICE! Anyway, Sweet Life Confidential is the online stripper diary of a lass called “Dixie,” and she and Hostile City Jane should totally get together and start up a club that features only Very Very Smart Titty Dancers. The Tigris and Euphrates of Sweet Life Confidential are basically this post, wherein our heroine endures not one but two trips to the Champagne Room with some choad who insists, with great hilarity, on saying “You’re really beautiful, I bet you wish you could fuck like me” over and over again, each time like it’s the hottest thing anybody ever thought of saying. Our gal handles it like a tru-playa, allowing us to then indulge in the other fun thing about Anonymous Philly Stripper Blogs: Figuring out who the hell she is/where she’s dancing. Tell-tale signs: She’s definitely friends with Strongbox Lounge prez Brett Perloff, because she got all excited about getting an invite to some party Perloff was promoting at DJ AM’s club, Dusk. More clues: She’s wearing these shoes, and she hangs at Rouge. OK, that’s about as creepy as we’re willing to get with all of this. But I’ll tell you something before we part: You’re really beautiful. I bet you wish you could fuck like me.

This entry was posted on Friday, September 4th, 2009 at 12:57 pm.