THE SEVEN SINS OF FILTH
SEVEN EXPERIENCES. SEVEN RELATIONSHIPS. ONE FILTH LANGUAGE.
These aren’t sins you confess. They’re relationships you explore.
Technique. Floor. Pole. Another body. An object. The lens. And finally—the relationship between everything you’ve discovered and the dancer you’re becoming.
Each one takes you somewhere different. Together, they make up the movement language of Sultry Filth.
SIN I — CLASSIC FILTH
THE SIN OF TECHINQUE
Learn the rules deeply enough to know exactly how you want to break them.
Classic Filth is where ballet technique gets dragged into the darker, dirtier language of Sultry Filth.
We work through alignment, lines, placement, control, precision, and intention—but perfection isn’t the fucking goal. I want you to understand what your body is doing, why it’s doing it, and what changes when you deliberately start fucking with the rules.
A clean line can melt. Precision can tease. Control can create tension. Something technically beautiful can still feel filthy as hell.This is where ballet meets the Filth Factor—where you learn the structure, own it, distort it, and discover what happens when technique stops telling you how you’re supposed to look and starts giving you more ways to express who you are.
Learn the technique. Then give it the Filth Factor.
SIN II — FLOORFUCKERY
THE SIN OF SURRENDER
How deep are you willing to let your body fall into the floor?
FloorFuckery is where you stop dancing on top of the floor and start getting fucking intimate with it.
We explore contact points, weight, breath, pathways, slides, slithers, rolls, drags, level changes, and how clothing can become part of the experience. You’ll learn how to use the floor instead of simply putting movement on it.
Where does your body make contact? Where are you holding yourself away? What happens when you stop fighting gravity, give the floor your weight, and let yourself get deeper?
The floor can support you, resist you, catch you, drag against you, and give you something to push into.
Don’t just touch the floor. Surrender to it.
Layers, socks, and kneepads encouraged.
SIN IV —POLEFUCKERY
THE SIN OF DEVOTION
Stop grabbing the pole. Give it your fucking attention.
Pole Fuckery is where the pole stops being equipment and becomes a body you’re building a relationship with.
We slow everything down and explore pressure, weight, breath, levels, texture, and different points of contact between your body and the pole. Hands aren’t the only thing that know how to touch.
Chest. Back. Neck. Thighs. Hips. Face. Feet. What happens when you stop thinking about what comes next and start paying attention to what’s happening where your body meets the pole right now?
Press into it. Pull away from it. Wrap around it. Melt against it. Tease it. Fuck with it.
Connection before choreography. Don’t just use the pole. Devote your attention to it.
Layers, socks, and kneepads encouraged.
SIN IV — VELVET FILTH
THE SIN OF TEMPTATION
How close can you get without giving everything away?
Velvet Filth explores what happens when your movement has another body to fuck with.
Through partnered movement, we explore touch, pressure, release, proximity, eye contact, tempo, anticipation, and the shifting power between giving and receiving control.
Sometimes you lead. Sometimes you surrender. Sometimes you touch. Sometimes you almost touch. And sometimes the filthiest thing you can do is make them fucking wait.
This isn’t about memorizing a traditional lap dance. It’s about learning how another person’s presence changes your choices—and how consent, boundaries, tension, dominance, submission, and intention can become part of the movement.
Temptation isn’t giving them everything. It’s knowing exactly how much to give—and when to take it away.
SIN V — POSSESION
THE SIN OF OBSESSION
Don’t just hold it. Give it a fucking purpose.
Possession is where an object stops being decoration and becomes something your movement can’t fucking ignore.
Clothing. Fabric. A chair. An item you brought with you. Something unexpected. We explore how an object changes the body when you stop using it for a cute moment and actually develop a relationship with it.
Touch it. Drag it. Wear it. Wrap yourself in it. Reject it. Fight it. Leave it behind. Come back for it.
The question isn’t just What can I do with this? It’s Why do I keep coming back to it?
And when you finally put it down, does its presence disappear—or can we still feel what happened between you?
Connection doesn’t end when contact does.
SIN VI — FILTH FOCUS
THE SIN OF CONTROL
The lens watches. you decide what it gets it see.
Filthy Focus is where you stop dancing in front of the camera and start controlling the fucking frame.
We explore proximity, angles, levels, body-part isolation, clothing as a tool, conceal and reveal, entering and leaving the frame, and how deliberately choosing what the camera sees can completely change the experience.
You don’t have to give the lens your entire body. Give it a hand. A hip. Your mouth. Your eyes. Give it almost nothing—and make that nothing impossible to look away from.
Know when to fill the frame. Know when to disappear from it. Know when to move. Know when to make the lens fucking wait.
The camera doesn’t decide what’s important. You do.
SIN VII —FUCKERYFILTH
THE SIN OF LIBERATION
Take everything you’ve learned. Then stop asking me how it should look.
uckery Filth is where all Seven Sins collide—and I start getting the fuck out of your way.
Technique. Surrender. Devotion. Temptation. Obsession. Control. You’ve explored them separately. Now we fuck with all of them.
We play with connection, texture, breath, vulnerability, intention, stillness, movement, the floor, the pole, objects, another body, the lens—and most importantly, your relationship with yourself.
This is where I want you questioning the choices instead of waiting for me to give you the answers. What happens when you change the timing? Break the rule? Hold the stillness? Follow an impulse? Make the movement ugly, beautiful, soft, filthy, uncomfortable, powerful—or completely fucking yours?
I can give you the technique. I can give you the tools. I can ask you the questions. But eventually, you have to find the answer inside your own body.
Because Sultry Filth isn’t about teaching you how to move like Kushina. It’s about helping you discover what happens when you finally move like you.
YOUR FILTH BEGINS WHERE IMITATION ENDS.