Welcome to burlesque

Since I was 10 years old, I have wanted to be a rock star. Specifically, I want to be Billie Joe Armstrong, the frontman of my all-time favourite band, Green Day. His stage presence is unrivalled, and he uses his platform for good; singing about corrupt politicians, the state of the world today, and good old-fashioned teenage angst. I even started wearing my eye-liner like him and honestly, I still think of him every morning when I coat my eyes in smoky black. I desperately wanted to perform on a stage like he did and get lost in the music that made me feel so much emotion, but for years I was hampered by my own anxiety and lack of any sort of musical talent.

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