We’re a rogue collective of artists, dreamers, and unapologetic hedonists—united by a love of movement, mischief, and the electric thrill of skin meeting spotlight. Dancers, poets, and nightingale-voiced sirens, we got tired of driving an hour for a taste of glitter and grit, so we brought the party home.

Our mission? To make you clench your drink, forget your name, and remember your pulse. Leather & Lace isn’t just a show—it’s our blood-hot confession that art should seduce first, explain never. We blur the lines between sinner and saint, celebrating bodies, boldness, and the unapologetic joy of peeling back layers (literally and figuratively).

The Origin Story:
Once upon a time, in a town with zero velvet curtains and too many golf claps… we said, "Screw it, let’s start our own damn party."

(P.S. We’re the ones your mama warned you about. She was right.)