"Well-behaved women seldom make history."
- Laurel Thatcher Ulrich

Showing posts with label stripper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stripper. Show all posts

Friday, 5 January 2018

Women in the club

It's quite funny to see when a woman comes to the club and she tries to outdo the strippers. I told you earlier, there is such a big competition between the girls already, but some female customers want to show us she can get the same attention, without knowing anything about our job. She asks if she's allowed to go on stage and do a dance. Usually, the little devil whispers in his ears and the manager doesn't say no, just for fun. But for us, it's just pathetic seeing a “normal” woman trying to spin on the pole and seduce the audience, just like us. Yes, usually she's drunk as hell, and her movement is uncoordinated. She has no idea that dancing on stage is just one little part of our work, selling, participating in mind games and dealing with difficult customers require more than having the courage to take off our bra in public. Sometimes they didn't even ask if they can go on stage; it happened in Belgium that two women came in with their partners, they ordered a bottle of champagne, and all night they were running around the club without their blouses. Although the worst, when a dancer of another club comes in and she wants to show off on stage that she's better than everybody in the room. Women, eh? Do you believe now that it is such a competitive world?

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Monday, 11 September 2017

We, dancers, are naked therapist

Stripping is an expensive job emotionally, people with tempers find me often. Not only customers, but girls also if there is something bothers them. Sometimes I feel I'm doing a therapy session at work.
Because you are pure and such a good person, thank you for listening to me.” I hear often.

If you'd like to read more, go to my website.

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

The way to a stripper's heart

"On my journey, I have met lots of different men. Some were saints, others were sinners. If my Prince Charming hasn't come to me on this road, I decided to set out for him. Somewhere our paths will meet and I will recognise in him the man I was waiting for in my entire life, it doesn't matter what kind of disguise he wears to hide his true self."


I wrote in my book if I met the right guy, I would recognise him whatever mask he wears. By the time I finished the book, I met someone special at work. I met him in the period when my book was finished but hadn't been published yet.

If you'd like to read more of my stories, visit my website.

Wednesday, 8 July 2015

What do you do in private?

“It's called private dance. So guess what? I'm dancing!”
“Ahh! Only dancing?”

I hate this question so much! My job is selling an erotic fantasy, nothing more, nothing less. So here it is what I'm doing in private (dedicated to the one who wished to read more fantasies on my blog):

You pay for the dance at the bar. When the payment is gone through I hold your hand and take you to the VIP area. I smile because I'm happy to tease such a handsome man! I open the curtains and there are a cosy leather sofa, some candles and soft music playing in the background. Everything is set up for a seductive mood.


If you'd like to read more, please visit my website.

Friday, 12 June 2015

Just some thoughts..

I'm really on a deep level of understanding myself more and I made some amazing discovery. I realised what is my true problem in this industry. I'm way TOO FEMININE for this work! You think it's great, a stripper must be feminine. A feminine woman is more pleasure for the eyes. But it's not exactly the truth.
The woman seduces. But this work is not about seduction any more. It's manipulation. How can we get more money out of the guy, how can we keep him all night in the club to spend more, how can we get some cash from him. Seduction? Ehh.. pure manipulation. Now you think there is not a big difference between the two. Indeed it's huge! When a woman seduces, she places the man in the centre of her attention. When she manipulates him, the focus on the thing what she can get from him. In our case, that's his wallet. The man who belongs to this wallet?? Kidding, right?


To read more, go to my website.

Sunday, 31 May 2015

5 things you should never ask from your dancer

1. How much money you make?
I consider this question extremely rude from a customer. Especially when my money depends on how much he's willing to pay. My experience these guys just asking questions but don't want to spend much money in the club. And I never ask my customers how much money they have in their pocket!
Here in the blog, I write about money and club system because I want to break the stereotype that we, dancers are super-rich. Unfortunately, it's not the case. But still, the question is not polite at all.


To read more, visit my website.

Monday, 25 May 2015

You CAN find a canary in this bird feeder

(Referring to those who think you can not.)

Someone told me that there is no possibility to find a canary in a bird feeder. I didn't know what he meant by that exactly and still don't know. Probably he was thinking that all strippers are the same and you can't find a nice, intelligent woman working in this industry. Maybe he just hasn't met one. Although some girls I worked with in these 8 years spent in Stripperland are very special persons. But to see this speciality, you have to dig a little bit deeper than the fancy costumes and perfume clouds around them. That's what I like about consummation. You have a good talk with the customer, not only jumping from table to table “Do you want a private dance? Do you want a private dance?” I'm not a canary, but not a parrot either to repeat myself a hundred times a night saying the same things. With a bottle of champagne you build up a conversation with the client and you get to know lots of interesting things about each other.

To find out more, visit my website.

Sunday, 26 April 2015

When I'm ashamed being Hungarian

I said enough bad things about women with other nationality, it's time to write about my own nation's girls. Just because I got fired from the Brussels club because of them. I'm fully aware it can not be a stereotype because in every nation you can find horrible or extremely nice girls, but this club in Brussels have the selection of the most vulgar, terrible (Hungarian) dancers I've ever worked with! If I said anything bad about Romanians or Russians in this blog, they were innocent angels compare to them. Literally, I got shocked by the way they behaved. For sure there are certain situations when I'm not proud to be Hungarian.

To read more, visit my website.

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Dollar? No dollar? Scheiße egal!

(I would translate it as f***it, doesn't matter.)

I like the system when the club has its own house dollars for tipping the dancers. It's like Monopoly money, fun and can give a solid income on a busy night. In Germany most of the clubs have them. When I finish my 2 songs stage performance, I go topless to each customers asking for dollars and they put it in my string. End of the night each dollar count €0.5 to my budget, which is not a lot but if the night was busy it's easy to collect 50-100 dollars, sometimes even more. We share the tips with the club, so the club keeps the other €0.5. It's fair enough, in some clubs I'm not allowed to keep the tips at all. I like when the club makes the customers buy the dollars. Let's say the entrance fee is €10 but they get 10 dollars. Like it was in Luxembourg. In that case, even if they don't pay anything to the girls, each customer give tips at least. And they rarely take it home keeping it as a souvenir.

To find out more, visit my website.

Monday, 16 February 2015

Stripper's burn out


Yesterday one of the customers told his friend as he passed by:
You can say anything, I think it's a fucking hard job.” I really wanted to stop him and talk about it, but he was already about to leave. He is right. We're constantly interacting with people using our private zone. Not like a waitress who takes the order, serves the customer and leaves the table. We let any drunk, ignorant, drugged person enter our comfort zone, so easy to collect all the negative energies, emotional rubbish from them. We have to deal with rejection, more than one time a night, and we have to participate in mind games. Easily lead to burn out, alcohol or/and drug abuse.

If you'd like to read more, please check out my website.

Friday, 23 January 2015

Laura's research into lapdance experienses 3.

Do you see your work as a type of acting? (like an actress going onto a stage and performing a certain identity, pretending to be a different person)”

Why do you choose to use a different name to your actual name? Is your stage name may be part of a different part of your identity that you act?”


Find my answer here.

Friday, 7 November 2014

Is there Life after stripping?

Well, I really hope so as I'm not planning to shake my tities in my fifties. I've already heard a few comments like “you are too old for this”. But who decides when a stripper must quit from this lifestyle? It depends on her and only on her. I've seen older women – I mean much older than me – still beautiful, smiling and entertaining all night. And they still enjoy! That's her whole life! One of my boss and owner of a strip club told me these girls need attention constantly. It's their drugs. Without the stage, the spotlights and being in a centre of attention they are lost. I agree with him although I never had this addiction. As I spend more time in this industry, I enjoy less being on the stage and more intelligent conversations with different people.

To find out more, visit my website.

Wednesday, 10 September 2014

I'm a stripper and you can ask anything you want to know..

Let's play this game. You can ask me anything – seriously anything – about my work, I will give you an honest answer.
I got emails often and the most popular question is how I became a stripper. I used to get male attention since I started modelling at the age of 16. That time I had lots of fight with my dad – no real fights, no verbal or physical abuse, more of a cold war. He didn't show interest in me, so I was seeking this attention somewhere else. Yes, in my case the psychological cliché as every stripper has daddy issues is true. But during my work years, I've seen the proof of the opposite too.


To read more, go to my website.

Monday, 1 September 2014

The list of the clubs I worked

Another day I was thinking about the number of clubs I've worked. Here is the whole list:

Blue Angel, London, UK
Director's Lodge, London, UK
Sexyland (Babel), Loutraki, Greece
Dorsia, Antwerp, Belgium
Charlie's, London, UK
Churchills, London, UK
Goddess, Nice, France
St. Louise, Brussels, Belgium
Empire, Brussels, Belgium
Paradise, Remich, Luxembourg
Fairbanks, Toronto, Canada
Maveriks, Cape Town, South Africa
Z1, Sylt, Germany
Beverly, Vienna, Austria
Gaslight, London, UK
Valentino, Koblach, Austria
Evita, Wil, Switzerland
Six Days, St. Gallen, Switzerland,
Sensi, Geneva, Switzerland
Messalina, Stuttgart, Germany
Divino, Macau, China
Saumur Crystal Club, Luxembourg
L'extase, Guadeloupe, French Caribbean
Paradise, Yokohama, Japan
La Cave Bastiaise, Corse, France
VIP, Reykjavik, Iceland
Flirtz, Skegness, UK
Pink Paradise, Paris, France
Le Chat Noir, Pescara, Italy
Atlantic, Osnabruck, Germany
Lotus Showbar, Oslo, Norway
City Club, Brussels, Belgium
Abilux, Antwerp, Belgium
Crystal, Aarhus, Denmark
Club Glamour, Lloret de Mar, Costa Brava, Spain
Crystal club (Stage 2000) Nuremberg, Germany
Conchili, Ludwigsburg, Germany
Teatro, Wetzikon, Switzerland
Red lips, Zurich, Switzerland
Cleopatra, Stuttgart, Germany
Stripclub Dolls, Zaventem, Belgium

If you have ever been in any of them, I would be happy to hear your stories!


Tuesday, 26 August 2014

I was working in Skegness on the weekend

I'm still keeping my words that I don't really want to work in London, and I thought this time I give a chance to the British countryside instead of the busy capital. Now to be honest I feel a little bit tired to travel again so far. So I had a little conversation with myself to stay in England and try out some new clubs here. One of the British girls in Iceland recommended this club to me, then I contacted the owner, he was nice and extremely helpful so I thought I have nothing to lose. I've taken a bigger risk in my life to travel to other continents for work and I didn't have any personal contact with any of the staff members from that club, only the agency. Agencies take percentage after you from the club, they, of course, want you to go there and they only tell you the nice things. To travel circa 200 km from London to try a club is really nothing to me. Plus I thought Skegness as a holiday place can be busy for the long weekend.

If you'd like to read more, go to my website.

Monday, 18 August 2014

My advice to newbies

If you're thinking about to quit your boring office job and making money dance around the world, here are some useful advice from me:

1. Choose the club or the agency that you want to work with very carefully. Collect as much info as you can before you start. If the club is close to your area, go there with friends before you would apply and look around. Is this the environment you really want to work in? You free to talk to the girls about their work, how they like the club etc. but don't tell them you also want to work there. From that moment you would be a rival girl for some and they might lie to you or don't give you the correct answer. About agencies, always ask other girls if they would recommend them or not. I have a few different agencies I work with, but also some very bad experience. If you go abroad, always ask for the address and the contact number of the manager or the guy who picks up at the airport/station. Make sure someone is waiting for you. It's not much fun waiting on the street in the rain for someone to open the door of the apartment, because the agent is busy and doesn't pick up the phone or answer to your messages.

You can read more here.

Friday, 15 August 2014

In the Land of the Vikings 2.

Well, my staying in Iceland gets to the end. Somehow I'm always sad when I'm leaving this country. I've never felt so close to Mother Nature like here. But one eye is crying and the other one is happy.
Here was a good experience of worship. Unbelievable for me that some girls can make any nice club a nightmare. When I arrived, some girls were waiting for customers on the top of the stairs. When they came up, they were ready to jump on them. Like piranhas! My jaw was dropped. I knew in some club girls like that but I never wanted to work there. One of the reasons why I don't want to work any club in London (girls work in the same style because they pay for the club to work there and they want to make sure they make money). The first week I was just sitting and watching the show. And I was just smiling when the one who jumps first on the customer started to complain about how the other girls catch the guys before her! Drama, drama...

If you'd like to know more, go to my website.

Monday, 28 July 2014

My Big Sister

There is a Big Brother show again in the UK on Channel 5. Usually, I don't care about reality shows but this time I know a person who went into the house. The loudmouth Biannca as the Daily Star called her. And she made quite a big scene when she was voted out: she left the house topless!

If you'd like to read more, visit my website.

Wednesday, 16 July 2014

When money talks

I have a funny story from another day. I know some people just like to be judgemental and I should not be surprised after I'm saying I work as a dancer they give me a bad look. I can not imagine how is in the States as I've heard different opinions about it. Some say their dancers are treated as artists or entertainers and they have more respect. But I also heard the opposite. I think it's just different from person to person. Here in Europe people are more conservative as they say. (Although Europe means 45 different countries and many different cultures.) But for sure I don't like to speak up and say out loud what is my profession. Just like that day.
I arrived back from Corsica and I went to the local money shop to exchange the money I earned there. I always go to the same place. I know the exchange rates are not the best there, but my bank is on the another side of the road and I don't like to walk around with lots of cash in my pocket.


If you'd like to read more, go to my website.