Dana Blankenship, 27

Looking like a holdout from the Pride Parade.
Ha! I do look like a Pride Fest holdout!

So, what’s with all the naked?
I’m a server at this bar right here, the Spot. Right now we’re having a cocktail competition. Basically, all the employees of the Spot—bartenders, servers, kitchen—get together on the last Tuesday of the month and we make up cocktail recipes. The employee who gets the most votes gets some of the door money.

What cocktail recipe did you invent?
It’s blueberries with fresh lime, sugar, a shot of gin, soda and blueberries on top with a shot of blueberry-pomegranate juice.

Superfruity!
Yeah. Superfruity—very much how I look right now. I’m trying to win the gay vote.

Is there a big gay contingent?
The Spot isn’t a gay bar, but we love our homos. I’m the resident homo on staff.

Do the other employees call you the resident homo? ’Cause I think you might have a discrimination lawsuit there.
Um, they don’t call me the resident homo, but it’s a known fact. It’s a known fact, and now it’s a really known fact.

Do you do anything on the side?
I have a slight dance career, too. I was pretty into dance in New York about three years ago. Then I moved here and calmed down.

When you say “dance,” do you mean Chippendale-style?
Modern! Modern dance! Not strip! I was a modern dancer for plenty of years before this. It’s a lot like STOMP or if you watch So You Think You Can Dance—all that shit when they run around and grab each other and roll on the ground.

Did your dream to dance die?
No, I got real. I got grounded. I’m making more money doing this than friends who went to business school. A lot of them are laid off, anyway.

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