Are Nerdy Girls REALLY Hot?

A "selfie" from about a year ago.

A “selfie” from about a year ago.

I consider myself a sexy woman. By day I am a model, by night, an exotic dancer. There are few things I love more than giving oral sex. I sleep naked, clean the house in lingerie, and fifty percent of the purpose of learning to speak French was so that I could talk dirty in bed en francais.

Since I was fourteen, my life has been dedicated in large part to the pursuit of sexiness. At that young age (years before I started having sex), I read books like “The Good Girl’s Guide to Bad Girl Sex,” “The Art of Seduction,” and even books on Kama Sutra.

As a disclaimer before you read any further into this article, my goal was not to be promiscuous or easy. It was important to me to have a truly “Sweet Sixteen” birthday, so I made the choice not to go all the way until I was seventeen years of age. I just really admired the women that I found beautiful, sensual, uninhibited, and even downright wildly sexy. My icons ranged from the raunchiness of Britney Spears to the sophisticated sensuality of Brigitte Bardot. I observed what I found attractive and sexy in celebrity and real life women alike, and I educated myself on the ins and outs of sex and how to amp up my appeal to both males and females. (Oh yes, did I mention I’m bisexual?)

So imagine my reaction when last night my boyfriend and I had a conversation about poor vision. We were discussing our mutually failing eyesight, and I mentioned that I should probably wear my reading glasses more often than I do, to which he replied that he thinks my glasses are sexy. Normal enough conversation, everyone knows that among the most common male fantasies are the ones involving glasses, sexy schoolgirls, and girl/girl action.

But he followed up his “I like when you wear glasses” comment with, “Because nerds are hot.”

Imagine the slap in the face to my years of dedication to perfecting my sex appeal! Now mind you, this lifetime dedication to sensuality is not for any boyfriend or girlfriend, but for myself. During the times that I am single, I am still the first in line at the Victoria’s Secret semi-annual sale, and not just for basic bras and everyday panties, but for negligees, see through robes and embellished corsets. I find watching girl/girl or bondage porn extremely exciting. I have never in my adult life owned a pair of sweats. When most women get off work and pull on their comfy pj’s, my pajama wardrobe consists of knee high socks, boyshort panties and a crop top or lace bralette. I practice naked yoga. I set aside “me time” at least once a week to “reacquaint” myself with a sensuous massage followed by an intense self-administered orgasm in the tub, the shower, or in my bed. I either wear a thong or go commando under clothing, and any panties with more fabric than a g string is reserved for loungewear or pajamas only. I only refuse sex on the rarest occasions (massive hangover, “time of the month,” etc.) because it is an activity I genuinely and thoroughly appreciate. The first time I gave head it was to a guy several years older than me, to which he replied that I was the best he’d ever had. While most people have been complimented on their bedroom skills, myself included, without fail, each and every guy or girl that I’ve been with have commented that I give the best oral they’ve ever had. (I guess I’m just a natural. What can I say, I’m good at what I love.) I’ve experimented with more kinky subject matter than I care to list here, and there is really nothing “over the line” or “off limits” to me.

My point is, even with knowing all of the sexy skill sets I possess, my boyfriend chooses to state that “Nerds are hot.” It’s only offensive because it’s hilarious.

Let me clarify. When most men think of nerdy girls, these are the images that come to mind (or that pop up in google image searches for “Nerdy girls”):



These are not “nerds.” These are sluts in glasses, which any pretty girl with $6 in hand can achieve by strolling up to “Claire’s” in her local mall and buying non prescription frames, and BAM, she’s considered a “hot nerd.” This stereotype is precisely why I hate wearing my glasses which I actually need!

By comparison, these are nerds, really and truly:




This caption makes me LOL

This caption makes me LOL

Still think nerds are hot? I’m gonna go with no.

So what the fuck is the appeal of nerdiness? I’ve even seen glasses pop up in the strip club where I work as typical attire to wear while working the pole! Besides the current trend of a hipster-heavy culture that embraces irony and intelligence, the nerd has made a surprising comeback (can I call it a comeback if it was never really popular to begin with?) and is now even considered attractive.

Besides an infatuation with the feminine mystique, and wanting to emulate women I found sexy, my initial draw (around age 13) with wanting to appear sexy came from the fact that I was far from it. I was always bookish, was even made fun of in school for reading so much when I had finished my work and the other kids were just fucking around, I had unkempt eyebrows, freckles and frizzy hair, I was painfully shy and awkward, I had an overbite as a child that had to be corrected with a painfully invasive retainer, I started reading at 2 years of age, I loved collecting rocks, minerals, and dinosaur fossils, I wanted to be a scientist or a paleontologist, I loved taking things apart and putting them back together to see how they worked, I used to dissect insects for my bug collection, I found the company of my peers to be tiresome and non-intellectually stimulating so I always hung out with an older crowd, or the adults, I was a major teacher’s pet, Sunday school pet, any club or class, you name it and I was the teacher’s little favorite, because I typically knew most of the answers, asked questions, and had an impressive vocabulary. I even had a birthday party held at my local library, because all of the librarians knew me by name since I was in there so often. So yes, I would say I was a nerdy social outcast. And I worked hard to shed that image!

Now, some of those things are worth being proud of. I still hang out with those who are older than I am (I’m in my early twenties, most of my friends are around their late thirties), I still read voraciously, I am still fascinated by science and psychology, and I am still in love with the pursuit of learning. BUT, just because I’m not obsessed with comic books and other stereotypical “nerd” lore, just because I’ve never participated in LARPing, and just because I don’t actively attend every Comic-con, I am not conventionally considered a nerd, nor would I care to be. I am fashionable and sexual and therefore castigated against by my own boyfriend. I speak with an ironic sarcasm; however, it is extremely offensive when I have worked so hard to be so in touch with my femininity and sexuality to have it go unappreciated at times. It makes me want to walk up to any ratty haired, glasses wearing, brace faced girl in an “Avengers” T and frumpy jeans and sandals that showcase her grubby un-manicured toes, and say, “Let me introduce you to my boyfriend!” Sheesh.

*This article has been a product of sarcasm and frustrated venting. I love my boyfriend very much, and while I know he appreciates me, I hope some of my readers can see where I’m coming from and weigh in on the situation if you have feedback! -Vixen

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Stripper to stripper: thoughts on dancing

I ran across a blog where a woman had very confident, self-assured things to say about being a full time dancer, and then later contradicted her own words when she was no longer working in the stripping industry. You can read the original post here, and then view my follow up comment below.

Image“I enjoyed reading this post, and have re-blogged it on my blog, I found that the tone of the original post differed greatly from the follow-up edit that you left “looking back” on your original post. Namely this quote: “My objections aren’t based on a desire to vilify sex workers — but I think they often have issues. It’s sad when people are victimized as children and then go on to keep reliving that trauma as adults. And I think that a lot of women who now work in the sex industry, especially in porn, were victimized as children.”

This quote doesn’t seem to have any supporting evidence to back it, and it would appear that if you really felt that way you would have posted that in the ‘cons’ column of your original post. I have been dancing for several months and did so for a time a couple of years ago as well. I have enjoyed it in it’s entirety for the positive aspects, and have “grinned and beared” the negative aspects, as I consider this a temporary job while I earn my college degree. I was never molested as a child nor did I experience any form of sexual abuse growing up, and I have been friends with strippers who have never experienced such abuse in their young years.

Your comment on your own post seems to be an abstract generalization that I feel you would not have agreed with at the point in your life in which you originally posted this. It appears to be the same type of stereotyping that the fair-weather friends you spoke of would bring up as a generic hack towards you and your job. Perhaps you feel differently about it now that you are not in that job because of some underlying shame or backlash from it? Or perhaps when you were in that position you wouldn’t admit that you felt that way about it? Either way, I don’t know the situation, nor do I judge, but I felt that the non-cohesive nature of the comments were worth mentioning. To an outsider, it reads as if two different women were editing the post.

While there are absolutely negative aspects of being a dancer– just as in any job–, there are a multitude of reasons to dance. In my case it is to make an excessive amount of money while studying to earn a degree which will land me a job where I can utilize my brain, and not my body. I consider my position as a stripper a temporary one, and I will exploit it as long as I can in order to save up for my future and provide myself the flexibility in schedule that I need to achieve my degree and pursue a universally respected profession.”

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Strip Club Style Homes


I was browsing for decorating ideas on how to install my stripper pole in my new place and I ran across this link to four lavish and crazy expensive homes decorated to look like strip clubs or night clubs. (How hot would this shower pole be!?) Check out this article.

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More power to you.

1213galAs dancers, it’s easy — at times — to feel like we are powerless. Often times I feel like we are donkeys from Disney’s Pinnocchio movie, with the evil stage coach master corralling us and keeping us prisoner to dance and perform on their terms. Let me elaborate:

At my club, I find that leaving for the evening is extremely stressful. When I ask “Mom” or “Dad” to leave for the night, I find it difficult to hear a simple “Yes.” The other night, a Tuesday, I had been there since 6 p.m. and it was after midnight when I asked if I could leave. It is worth noting that at the end of the most recent showtime, I had collected less than $10 — a mere pittance compared to what I am usually tipped during showtime. I asked Mom if I could leave, and she asked what I had made during showtime, and I told her, along with how long I had been there. She said to me, “Well, I feel like there is still money to be made out here. Let’s give it some more time.” I obliged, and I went through the evening for nearly 2 more hours and only had two other private dances and a few dollars in stage tips (it was a very slow night.) Feet aching and back sore, I walked into the dressing room to find Mom. “Can I leave now? I really am not making money out here,” I asked. She took a deep breath and said, in an extremely irritable tone, “Oh shit, I was hoping I would buy more time. Yeah, I guess you can go.” Prompting me to offer an, “I’m sorry, I’m just really tired,” to which I received no response.

Shadowed figure: "Dance for me! You can't go home! DANCE!"

Shadowed figure: “Dance for me! You can’t go home! DANCE!”

I shouldn’t have apologized! She made me feel guilty for wanting to leave! Part of the massive appeal of this job is the fact that we as dancers are free to make our own schedules, to arrive when we feel is best, to make our money, and to leave when we are ready to. Unless there is a predetermined shift or schedule laid out, it is no business of the club owner to dictate when I can and can’t leave. It causes me to feel extremely anxious and panicked when I am told that I am “not allowed” to leave. I am sure there is some deep rooted psychological explanation for my hatred of feeling trapped, but either way, this is America and I should be free to leave a place of business when I please. It makes me feel small and helpless when I am contradicted.

However, it is in these moments that I must remember, I am far from powerless. In fact, the dancers are the ones who hold all the power. Not only are we the ones responsible for the success and vitality of the club in which we work, but we are the sole proprietors of our own self employed business. Men (and women) come to us to shell out their hard earned or easily acquired cash. It is their loneliness, their sexual desires, their hunger for wanting a woman to tell him he is attractive or unique or special that propel them to come to a club and pay for this affirmation. Even the less lonely ones come to a strip club to gaze upon a select group of women for their own enjoyment, or for entertainment, or to find a dirty stripper who is willing to do “extras” for them off the clock (a sickening and grotesque thought, but it does in fact happen. Never with me; not on my life.)

The next time I feel trapped or panicked or in need of escape, I will remind myself of this power I possess, and what I am there for: financial security for myself, for my man, for my education, and for my future. And I will get back up on that stage and dance with every ounce of power that is in me.

-Bad Vixen xoxxxxo

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Bitchin’ Kitchen – Guilt-free Foods

I love to cook. The art of taking multiple disassociated spices and ingredients and refining them into a delicious, healthy and aesthetically pleasing meal is something I find quite relaxing. Here are a couple of recent recipes I tried out:

Omelet Muffins- packed with veggies and best of all, bacon!

Omelet Muffins- packed with veggies and best of all, bacon!

Omelet Muffins – makes 16 muffins

I was inspired by a recipe at this link and refined it into a healthier and more flavorful option.

1/3 cup shredded cheese
8 eggs, beaten with a splash of skim milk
6 pieces turkey bacon, chopped into small pieces
1/2 red bell pepper, very finely chopped
3 green onion stalks, finely chopped (I use kitchen scissors)
1/2 zucchini chopped fine
1/2 large red tomato, diced
pinch of cilantro
1 tsp black pepper
1 tsp crushed red pepper
1 tsp paprika

To cook:

Preheat oven to 375. Line muffin pan with muffin cups and spray cups with non stick cooking spray. Mix all ingredients together and spoon into muffin cups until 3/4 of the way full. Bake for approx 30 minutes or until eggs have set and tops are golden brown.

Mixed berry muffins are like oatmeal on the go!

Mixed berry muffins are like oatmeal on the go!

Revised recipe for Mixed Berry Muffins (original listed here.) Makes 12 muffins.

Ok, the last recipe I made for these was good, but this one is better. Still gluten free.


2 1/4 c oatmeal
1/2 c fresh blueberries
1/2 c fresh blackberries
1/2 c sliced strawberries
1 banana, coined
2 tsp baking powder
3/4 c skim milk
1/3 c brown sugar
2 tsp nutmeg (a must!)
2 eggs lightly beaten
1 tbsp vegetable oil

To cook:

Preheat oven to 450. Mix all ingredients in a bowl. Drop by spoonfuls into baking cups in a muffin tray, fill cups 3/4 of the way. Bake for 15 minutes until tops are golden brown. Serve with natural raspberry preserves on top

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Sexiest bedroom decor

My boyfriend and I move into my new place in less than two weeks, and naturally I’ve been perusing the “interwebs” for decorating ideas. Today I was formulating the style I’d love to have in the bedroom and found numerous images that evoke the feeling I’d love to create in our new room.


I love this headboard and the red walls.


The chandelier and the plush headboard and footboard are gorgeous.


This one is eclectic, but it looks more like a laundry room than bedroom.


Again, ornate headboard and chandelier are to die for. Also I am loving the bedside vanity.


The black walls and sleek look of this room really hit the spot. I like the red, black and white color scheme too.


Plush fur throw blankets and rugs are a must.


If the color scheme was black, red and white, I would love this set up for a livingroom or larger bedroom.


Love the bedside table and sprig style lamp.


I just like how clean and spacious this is. Our bedroom is quite small so obviously it’s not going to have the same effect.


Lighting and low table FTW.


So modern. I think this look and feel would be better suited for a livingroom.


I want to do this pinstripe effect on the walls!


Ok this is a bar, but I want the drapes, lighting and walls to feel the same.


This is really pretty and airy, but it isn’t sexy to me. Still a nice color scheme for elsewhere in the house!


Another modern take.


Love all the mirror accents.


I love the floor pillows and bare branched tree spray painted white.


This is probably my favorite of all the images I’ve posted.


Swap the wall color with red, and some of the furniture for black, and it would be ideal.




Very lavish with kind of a morroccan feel.


The backlit headboard is super cool.


Minimalistic chic.


Floor candles=awesome.


I want a foot of the bed bench like this one!


If I didn’t have cats I would love to have a canopy like this.


Another cool headboard.


Very airy.


I like the track lighting.


A bit too cluttery for my taste, but I like the accent pillows and sketch painting.


I like the faux antlers.


Here’s a cat friendly canopy option: hanging it behind the headboard.


This is an amazingly cool room if I lived in an industrial feeling place where the walls were cement.


Beautiful and minimal.


Pretty. Edgy. Minimal.


Chandelier is boss, but nothing compared to the amazing bed!

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Bitchin’ Kitchen: Baked Kale Chips

These are a satisfying alternative to potato chips!

These are a satisfying alternative to potato chips!

This is the easiest recipe for a crunchy, lightly salted snack that will relieve potato chip cravings without sacrificing your diet.

Baked Kale Chips – 70 calories

Ingredients:Kale, olive oil, and sea salt.

Preheat oven to 375. Cut kale leaves off of stalks into bite sized pieces (use as much kale as you like, I use about 3 stalks per serving!) Drizzle olive oil over the leaves and sprinkle with sea salt. Line a baking pan with foil and bake for 15-20 minutes, until the edges are browned and the leaves are crispy. Enjoy!

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5 Hot Cartoon Redheads

I have been watching an excessive amount of Venture Brothers lately, and my love of the character Molotov Cocktease inspired me to not only want to do a badass Cosplay of her for Halloween, but it also inspired me to make a list of my favorite cartoon redheads (in no particular order.)

#1 – Daphne


While she’s got the innocent “girl next door” vibe going on, Daphne from Scooby Doo is definitely hot. Solving mysteries and putting up with obvious lesbian Velma, dirty hippie Shaggy, and the rest of the crew in a cramped minivan shows that she must have a pretty good attitude as well, giving her even more bonus points.

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I think this is a shot from an updated series, judging by the animation.

#2 – Carmen Sandiego

carmen_sandiegoEveryone who grew up in the 90’s remembers Carmen Sandiego, the villainess responsible for committing crimes such as stealing the 7 wonders of the world and traveling back in time to change the course of history with the help of her ACME agents. I used to play the PC games for hours and hours, “solving crimes” but mostly admiring the pure badassery this redhead possessed. She is the definition of mysterious, because not only did she rarely show her face by sending scores of agents in her stead, but if you ever had the opportunity to spot her, it was only for a moment and she’d dash off with a flick of her trench coat, floppy hat pulled low over her eyes.tumblr_lsshn5zLDt1qzzktho1_500

Even images of her are hard to find without her face partially obscured.

Even images of her are hard to find without her face partially obscured.

#3 – Ariel


The Little Mermaid’s star, the rebellious Ariel, is probably responsible for the vast majority of balls dropped from the late 80’s to early 90’s. Though the morals found in this story are damaging and flawed — in order to get the man of your dreams you must radically alter your body with plastic surgery, what you have to say doesn’t really matter so long as you look pretty, if you don’t let a man get physical with you within a given time period the consequences could be dire — the Little Mermaid is the movie with the reddest redhead ever, and my personal favorite.



Ariel, you know we can pretty much see your pussy, right? Just checkin’.

#4 – Jessica Rabbit  Jessica_rabbit

This is perhaps the best known — as well as most suggestively animated — redheaded cartoon character in existence. Even to the point where her lower regions were animated and fully exposed for a brief moment in the movie “Who Framed Roger Rabbit,” she may be the singlemost sexual cartoon femme ever. Why she was made to be the wife of a goofy “hare” brained character like Roger Rabbit, I’ll never know. Or maybe I should just watch the movie again to find out. After all, I haven’t seen it in ten or so years.


Not only is she hot, but she went to the effort of wearing a garter and thigh highs under that ridiculously revealing dress, further amping up her sex appeal.


“O” face much?

#5 – Molotov Cocktease

Molotov_cockteaseSexier than Carmen Sandiego and more powerful than Jessica Rabbit, Molotov Cocktease from the Venture Brothers best combines the traits of the above cartoon females into a smoldering cartoon villainess that is hard to top. Lover of knives, trained combat fighter, and Grade A badass, this tall, statuesque Russian femme fatale doesn’t fuck around. Bitch even has knives in the heels of her stiletto boots! She wears a titanium chastity belt, really emphasizing the “Cocktease” part of her name and making her that much hotter.


I love that she doesn’t even acknowledge Rusty Venture in this scene. If her affections for Brock Samson weren’t so obvious, I’d guess that she was a lesbian or dominatrix of some sort.


Honorable Mention: Vanessa – Ursula the Sea Witch’s disguise, also from the Little Mermaid


Though not a redhead, I have to acknowledge the evil but far hotter Vanessa, who almost wrecks Ariel’s engagement. I guess I have a thing for wicked or borderline evil females. Correction, I know I do.


The movie leads you to believe Prince Eric is in a trance in this scene, but come on… we know he’s got a major hard on. Where is Hot Ursula’s other hand if not resting on his royal scepter?

What a bitch.

What a bitch.

What redheads would you add to the list? Feel free to use pictures! 

-Bad Vixen

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