Little girls all over the world may hope to grow up to become a princess, but few ever realize the dream. For those who grow up to become showgirls, they go far beyond, becoming goddess-like objects of men's desire and the epitome of feminine beauty, elegance, and class. As soon as resort casinos began to dot the dusty Las Vegas landscape, major stars, extravagant show productions, and beautiful women helped promote the city to become the ultimate adult playground. In the early 1950s, when women began to dance and parade on the stages of Las Vegas, the showgirl persona evolved from the seductive burlesque-style performance art to the elegant productions modeled after those staged in France, with women dripping in furs and feathers, or in nothing more than a G-string and rhinestones. The over-the-top Las Vegas productions may have faded into obscurity, leaving but one show, Bally's Jubilee, as the longest running showgirl show on the Las Vegas Strip, but the iconic showgirl will forever represent Las Vegas in all of its glitz and glory.

In the golden age of the showgirl, dancers were treated like royalty. But Las Vegas legend Betty Bunch was no pampered princess. In her thirty years on the stage, screen, and television, she faced everything from a threatening tiger and menacing movie elephants to leering mob men and bait-in-switch producers.Betty impressed and worked with many of the day's best known stars. She danced in the movies South Pacific, Bells Are Ringing, Imitation of Life and others, as well as performing at nine Las Vegas resorts. Betty spent time on the road as a featured dancer with Tony Martin, Louis Prima and and the Witnesses, Jimmy Durante, and three television specials with Dean Martin. She was a featured performer in the original company of Bottoms Up at Caesars Palace.In recognition of Betty's talent, the Las Vegas Review-Journal, Nevada's largest daily newspaper named her as one of Las Vegas' best showgirls of all time.

The former Playboy bunny and entertainer presents her favorite places and activities in Las Vegas, including nightclubs, casinos, and shows.

Debuting at the Tropicana Hotel on Christmas Eve, 1959, at a reported cost of one quarter-million dollars (over two million in today's dollars), the Folies Bergere stage show featured a cast of "eighty stars" and promised an elegant evening of sensual entertainment complete with sensational song and dance numbers, curious novelty acts, and exquisite leggy showgirls. Imported directly from Paris, the iconic French production, famed for its elegant and chic legacy, was a mainstay on the Las Vegas Strip for nearly half a century. A 1959 Las Vegas Sun newspaper article portends the significant role that the Folies Bergere would play in the city's history: "From beginning to end this is the most dazzling entertainment which any city has been privileged to see. It's saucy, piquant and racy in the splendidly provocative French way. Las Vegas, the entertainment capital of the world, is now no idle boast."

A young girl from Buffalo takes a vacation to Las Vegas and her trip turns into a dream career on the Vegas stage. The author, a former showgirl/entertainer, has written a collection of vignettes of her life in the 1950s and early 60s when Las Vegas first became such a magical place, when legendary entertainers filled the lounge and showroom stages, notorious mobsters still roamed the Strip, and the Las Vegas showgirls reigned supreme. But this is not another research book on old Las Vegas. It is a collection of the author's memoirs describing what her life was like as a premier dancer and showgirl in some of the top hotel/casinos of that time. To add to the reader's nostalgic visit to the golden age of the Vegas Strip, she has included a mélange of personal photos and memorabilia. Enjoy the trip!

Here are portfolios by four photographers on the world of Las Vegas sex, glamour and spectacle shot during the production of the controversial movie Showgirls. In addition, the director's essay illuminates their visual style while giving insights into his own moviemaking techniques.

A history of the showgirl which presents her as a cutural icon and role model for both men and women. It explores the lives and representations of showgirls through chapters on figures such as Dietrich, Colette and Madonna and the modern showgirls.

Drawing on interviews with a breadth of different showgirls, from shows in Paris, Las Vegas, Berlin, and Los Angeles, as well as her own artworks and those by other contemporary and historical artists, this book examines the experiences of showgirls and those who watch them, to challenge the narrowness of representations and discussions around what has been termed ‘sexualisation’ and ‘the gaze’. An account of the experience of being ‘looked at’, the book raises questions of how the showgirl is represented, the nature of the pleasure that she elicits and the suspicion that surrounds it, and what this means for feminism and the act of looking. An embodied articulation of a new politics of looking, Viewing Pleasure and Being a Showgirl engages with the idea (reinforced by feminist critique) that images of women are linked to selling and that women’s bodies have been commodified in capitalist culture, raising the question of whether this enables particular bodies – those of glamorous women on display – to become scapegoats for our deeper anxieties about consumerism.

What's celebrated as the "worst movie ever," film writer Adam Nayman explores the 1995 Paul Verhoeven film that won the Razzie and perhaps ended its star's career. He argues that Showgirls is not so bad it's good, it's so good it's mistaken for bad.

A Las Vegas showgirl goes all in on her sexy, straightlaced neighbor in the New York Times–bestselling author’s contemporary romance. Las Vegas showgirl Carly Jacobsen keeps learning the hard way that her idea of fun differs radically from that of her neighbor Wolfgang Jones. Sure, he looks incredible, and he seems to have a thing for her legs, but the man’s a robot. So what’s with their chemistry? Wolf has a plan for his life, and it doesn’t include finding himself tempted by the freewheeling Carly—or her mile-high legs. Yet in a moment of weakness, the two discover at least one area where they do both have fun. But outside the bedroom the stakes are getting higher, and love might come down to a roll of the dice.