Follow me to the moon and the stars...

Come watch me whip, strip, and mesmerize the audience.

Hugs and Kisses,

Bizarre Sally

To live and die by...

My next tattoo.

XOXO
Bizarre Sally

Pussy Monster

If you don't eat, you don't have a chance.

XOXO
B. SAL

Fuck you like two crazed humans in animal costumes....

How far are we willing to go? Do we respect the boundaries of sex, but is there any boundaries for two consenual adults? But would you allow someone you are sexually attracted to,  put you in an animal costume??
How far is too far?

Where you wanna be...

If you need some ahem stimulation then I think you should come out to some of my shows and show me and the other beautiful dancers some love.

Muah,
B. Sally

 

This is why I love Stephen Markley...Njoy

Red Eye Special Contributor Stephen Markley:

I'm an office rebel without a cause

In my office, there's a sign above the coffee pot that says: "Drink a Cup? Make a New Pot!"
This sign is in place yo make sure that people who enjoy the office coffee take the time to make a new pot for those who want to enjoy a cup later-but without the hassle of brewing a new pot.
You know what I say to those people?
Suck it.
That's right. Because you know what I did the other day? I walked right into the break room and saw that there was exactly enough delicious coffee left in the pot for just one more cup. I took my mug, tossed in a couple of Nestle French Vanilla-flavored creamers, poured the rest of the pot into my mug-making sure to fill it to the brim and thus leave the coffee pot completely empty-and walk the hell outta there!
That's right. I didn't make a new pot of coffee. I didn't even consider it, and you want to know why?
'Cause I'm bad.
I'm the baddest, meanest, cruelest, foulest, dirtiest, trashiest, nastiest office employee to ever drink a cup of coffee and pound out four blog posts in an afternoon from the comfort of his cubicle.
Let me break it down: I didn't make a new pot of coffee for the next person from the office who'd want a cup.
Not only did I not make a new pot of coffee, I didn't even move the empty pot over to another burner.
That's right: I just left the empty pot there with the heat still on and not a single mother-loving drop of coffee at the bottom. Every last atom of coffee from the pot was now in my cup-along with my Nestle French Vanilla creamers-getting consumed by me at my desk.
That's what a sheer unadulterated rebel does, baby.And if yo can't stand the heat, then I suggest yo get out of the break room/kitchen.
I suggest you sip your coffee gingerly (when you finally make it your damn self, that is).
I suggest you back off this right here because this rebel doesn't need to have a cause.
'Cause I gotta cause! It's called: "I get in one morning and go get some coffee that some schmuck made, and then I don't make any more coffee for anyone else but just go sit at my desk and enjoy my coffee."
Boom! That's my cause!
So yeah, make your own coffee, and tell that pansy sign you got hanging up in the break room that nobody-nobody!-tells this slick, swaggering SOB when to make a new pot of coffee.

Hope you guys got a laugh out of this,
B.Sally

Only for the grown and sexy

If you are wondering what songs can seal the deal? Well look no further, after dinner and waiting until both parties are ready to take the next big step, here is the best naughtiest playlist.

Enjoy,
Bizarre Sally
Marvin Gaye - I want you


Isley Brothers - Voyage to Alantis



Bootsy Collins - I'd rather be with you

She's like the wind...

I was just saying last night to a dear friend, our generation is fading away. In this past year, we have lost so many influential people and artist. What exactly is their left from our past? The stores that we were force to go into Venures, Goldblatts, FAO Schwartz (loved the store) and so many others, well they are all fading away and are replaced with memories of what use to be. I feel like when I finally have kids, I am going to be telling them stories of my "Golden Years", WOW! That's going to be a sad moment of nostalgic playback, these were my comic books or 'I once owned a pair of penny loafers'. Where have the years gone? I don't want to get wrapped up in the future and completely become oblivious of the past. This blog is dedicated to all that came out of my decade, my generation, and my long lost memories. May they never ever rest in peace.

Forever Yours,
Shy aka B. Sally

The Hymen goes vintage

Love it,
Bizarre

Beginning. Middle. End.

My new years resolution: To continue to work harder, dance more, and to travel and dance with other troupes. Chicago is a big city, but I am a size whore, so I can always go bigger. Why not? New York, Miami, California, the sky is definitely the limit and I most certainly want it all. So here's to the past, the present, and the future to come.

Salut,
B. Sal

Obsession

I am currently obsessed with Massive Attack 'Angel'... The song is so delicious.

Smooches,
B. Sally

Dancing in my skivvies

So after all the craziness of Joie De Vine, this Sunday, I will be taking my pants off yet again and dancing the night away at Skybar in Chicago and partying my ass off. If you see me there, don't forget to ask me to dance. ;)

Smooches,
Bizarre Sally

All that glitters... SPARKLES

Bizarre Sally is always looking to perform so if
you know any or our producers who are looking for dancers,
please send me an email

at Bizarresally@gmail.com

Smooches,
Shy

Bloc Party - Zephyrus

Enjoy this new video.

Smooches,
Bizarre Sally

Bizarre Sally Burlesque from Tellum Productions on Vimeo.

Catch me if you can...

Time: 12:19p
Music I'm bouncing to: Nikki Minaj 'I get crazy'
Current Mood: Straight Jacket Crazy

So after my gig at Joie De Vine, I jumped in the car, headed to the nearest store and grabbed a nice bottle of Vodka for the upcoming festivities. I have just moved into my new apt and so it still is growing on me, but I won't feel completely like its mine until, I see sequins or glitter on the floor.


Smooches,
Bizarre Sally