Instead, I went to a burlesque show tonight. It was intriguing, at least. I wasn't so much titillated as artistically pleased. And here's proof:
This is Cassandra, dancer #4 of 4 at Bustout Burlesque, and me. Courtesy some drunk college kid. Also have a signed promo photo of her and another of one of the original burlesque dancers from the 50's, who was there just to sign pictures and keep an eye on things.