So I’m a little timid about showing too much, despite having been raised by naked artists (I may be exaggerating, but I prefer my version!).  Saturday night, surrounded by good friends and family, I decided to shed some of those inhibitions and take out that little revealing dress I love to hide and wear it.  I threw on some hoop earrings, make up and I was ready for a night in Vegas.  One charming young man walking past me, turned and said “I love that dress.” That was enough to pick up my strut and own my little hoochie dress.  A couple cadillac margaritas later I owned it even more.  
    Five of us get into the cab.  Minutes later we pull up in front of the Gypsy…a gay club off the strip.  Now why a gay club if I’m a straight girl you might ask?  Until you’ve been there, don’t knock it.  But nonetheless, I will give you a few reasons…
    1. Gorgeous men everywhere.  (There’s a comprising picture of a dancer, a dollar bill and me!)
    2. Great music.  (What can I say?  Gay men have great taste)
    3. Freedom.  (Throwing back tequila shots, and bootie dancing…it was like I was trying out for 2 Live Crew video).
What freedom?  The freedom to be myself, dance how I want, and shed all inhibitions as though no one’s watching.  It’s a liberating experience.  I usually equate clubs with meat markets, and this one might have been as well, but in this market I was tofu and I was a happy little tofu at that!

So, if you haven’t tried it…take out that revealing outfit you never wear, go with good friends and just let go!

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