I watched a dancer spend five minutes adjusting her panties while looking at herself in the mirror, pulling the panties up to show more cheek, trying to decide what level they should ride on her hips, asking other dancers’ opinions on the matter.
Occasionally my wife would stop to watch the dressing room girls with me. “Oh, what a cute little pink and white bra and panties set!
There were periods of watching the dressing room cams that were like watching paint dry.
But I was afraid to click off the dressing room cam to watch the stage show, because I might miss seeing the new girl undress.
You couldn’t help but find your eyes being drawn to the dazzlingly-lit scene that appeared whenever the door swung open.
Gorgeous girls in t-shirts and G-strings were smoking cigarettes and brushing their hair and lounging around and whatnot.
After that, they would tend to spend some more time fixing their hair, fixing each other’s hair, putting on their make-up, taking off their street clothes, rubbing lotion on their bodies, getting into their stage outfits, etc.