Behind the Curtain of lily phillip 101: Private Fantasies

In “lily phillip 101” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “lily phillip 101” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “lily phillip 101” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.