It’s been 9 months since I made my first post on this blog. It’s been 9 months since I officially decided to pursue my lil pole idea as my full time “job”. I put job in quotations because it never really feels like I’m doing a job. Although there certain things that are a hassle doing (hint: recording expenses), every moment has been more fulfilling and challenging than I ever imagined. So 9 months later, I’m still not over it yet and if anything I’m becoming more obsessed with Push + Pole every day. My mind never stops thinking of new products to design, new ways of outreach, and new content to produce.
While I’m still a puny little flea in the giant industry of pole, the feedback I’ve received has been amazing. Getting orders from all over the world, people telling me that they see other people wearing my designs at pole competitions, garnering wholesale interest for studios has done nothing but reassured me that I’m on the right train. As pole dance/sport/fitness whatever you want to label it, gets bigger and bigger, I can feel the potential this business has and it excites me to my bones!
Tomorrow I’ll be flying off to Las Vegas for Pole Expo as a vendor! When I first started Push + Pole, I didn’t think I would be ready in only a few months for going to such a large scale event, but I ultimately decided to just do it, because why not.
“You’ve got to jump off the cliff all the time and build your wings on the way down” – Ray Bradbury
I’m not too worried though. I’m a poler, and we fly.
Halloween is just a few short days away, and things aren’t exactly what they seem. Particularly when it comes to my cat. I’ve noticed him staring at my pole. Lounging with my Pleasers. Eyeing my drawer of pole clothes. I shake my head and tell myself it’s not possible. That everything pole related I’ve noticed lately is purely coincidence. That he’s just a cat, and cats don’t pole dance.
Or do they?
But when the photos came, I couldn’t find a single one that I liked. My costume was too big, and I showed. My stomach looked flabby. My hair was a mess. I didn’t hold some tricks nearly as long enough as I had thought, and those I had held weren’t really aimed at the audience. So, I had a good cry, shut my laptop, and decided to look back at them another day.