I don't know how far back the art of burlesque goes but I know that it's entertained generations of men and women. The first time I saw a show was probably in the mid 2000s at some late night party, in the bowels of Brooklyn. It was probably dimly lit in close quarters. I was probably drunk too. The scenario may not have been so different than what perhaps my grandparents experienced so many years ago.
These photos were made throughout New York City and New Orleans.