I’ve spent half the day thinking about the topic I was going to write about here. I woke up this morning with blogging on my mind. I thought about pandemics. And covid. And stripping. And boobs. And buuber.
The thing with working in the adult industry, is that you don’t just have one job description… you are also an amateur psychologist, a financial advisor, a relationship counsellor… the list goes on. And in turn I look to the people I meet at work for a wide range of advice, anecdotes and inspiration that I wouldn’t come into contact with otherwise.
Let me say, if you had told me 5 years ago that I’d end up being a lingerie waitress I probably would have laughed in your face. Fast forward to not long ago, and there I was walking into the Sex Bomb office nervous as hell.
Having been raised in an all woman household, taking care of No.1 was not unfamiliar, and the values of strength and independence were part of our daily discourse. The notion of a woman taking charge of her own life, providing for herself, while also supporting a family, was ingrained deep into our DNA.
When you imagine the sequence a lingerie waitress’s life might follow, I’m sure most of you might expect that she would get into this line of work young and naive and then, after a few years of growing up, settle down and get a “real” job. For me though, my life has been the exact opposite.
When I started my employment with Sex Bomb Promotions in 2005, working my way up to becoming one of Sydney’s top showgirls – I never thought I’d end up being made redundant from the career I worked so hard to build because it has been classed as ‘non-essential’ during a worldwide pandemic.
After being chained to a desk and working 9-5 pm for over 7 years I realised I was sad… the kind of sad that made me cry hysterically on the way to work on a Monday morning. I decided to go back to school and start the long road of changing industries.
There’s this thing called Rule 34, which states that “if you can think of it, there’s porn of it”. Rule 34 has been around since like 10BCE (Before Covid Era).
Okay, so, I may not be a bikini waitress, dancer, or ‘’Sex Bomb girl’’ but I have worked in this industry for almost eight years. Mostly behind the scenes, doing some of the nitty, gritty office jobs. The highly important stuff. The stuff that keeps the ball rolling and the industry afloat.
On 16 Feb, 2020, I bought my dream business. Elated, proud, motivated, excited, incredulous, humbled… there are so, so many adjectives that I could use to describe how I felt the day that the announcement went out… that I was the new owner of Sex Bomb Promotions, Australia’s #1 Adult Entertainment Agency, which has been in operation since 1999.