My Top 20 chart

Sometimes I work in clubs where is a DJ, so I don't need to select my own music to dance to. But then I have to dance on any songs he plays without any requests. In other clubs there is a DJ and I can give him my music or even he asks me to choose my own songs. Often I'm not bothered, I just tell him to play any.. as one my manager used to say "you're a dancer, you must to know how to move on any kind of songs." Nothing more disappointing then seeing and amazing pole dance show when the dancer can't follow the rhythm of her music. I've seen enough examples of that.. If I have to choose, I always pick those that suitable to my move.

Still, I have my favourites. And just like in anything, I like to be unique in choosing the right songs as well. I never choose the songs that you can hear on the radio every day, or the classic striptease music like the You Can Leave Your Hat On. I have music from all over the world. That's why happened that in the Caribbean I danced on German songs, in Germany I dance on French songs.

Here is the list:

20. Baby Bash ft. Akon - I'll be your lover

19. Sido - Strip fur mich

18. Macka Diamond - Dye dye

17. Ivan Dorn vs. Klaas - The Lova

16. Maitre Gims - J'me tire

15. Tiziano Ferro - Senza scappare mai piu

14. Gyptian - Hold you

13. Massari - Real love

12. Blero - Sexy moves

11. Clara Morgane - Strip tease

10. Lil Kim - Kitty box

9. One Republic - Secrets

8. Gasparoff - Knights of Citeriya

7. Ofra Haza - Show me

6. Andreea D - Paradise

5. D'Banj - Oliver Twist

4. Isthar - Last kiss

3. Massari - Inta hayati

2. Xavier Naidoo - 20.000 Meilen
1. Kymani Marley - Royal vibes

Here is also a playlist: 
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-9O4rU_GHeKBOyjkAq_W1WxnXSrsqXcH
There is no special order between the songs, I equally like them. It depends on my mood which one I prefer to dance to. But the No.1. is on the first place, because whenever I danced on this song, girls couldn't wait for me leaving the club and they could use it for their own performance. So it's not just my No.1.!

And then when I have to make a special show, I like to do a little belly dance. These are the songs for my fantasy shows:

Sarah Brightman - Harem
Alanis Morisette - I remain
Amr Diab - Tamally Maak

So that is the list of my favourite songs. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy dancing on them. :)

Almost Miss Hungary

Linked to my previous post, in 2001 I went to a beauty pageant where I won the 2^nd prize.

When I started modelling, I often travelled to Budapest for a test or portfolio shooting. Once I was waiting for the metro at Deak ter, when a short chubby guy stepped to me.

“Hey, you should apply to Miss Hungary! I'm the one who organises it!”

“Yeah, yeah..” and I turned my head to the opposite direction “Of course!”

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

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.

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.

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.

Santa Baby, hurry down the chimney tonight..

Been an awful good girl, Santa baby,
so hurry down the chimney tonight..

As I don't work during the holiday season this year – I go to Italy only after Christmas – I have not much stories to tell. So I decided to share my best Christmas memories ever.
Me and Giselle arrived to Cape Town in October. We planned to come back before Christmas to spend it with our family, but during the work there we changed our minds – and our tickets – and we decided to spend the Christmas together in the sunnier hemisphere. The work in Cape Town was a bit complicated, let's say very hectic financially. The club charged us almost 300€ per week for the accommodation and the house fee. The income was unsure. Sometimes I made this 300€ a night, and I had no more headache the rest of the week, but there were weeks when I made only this amount plus a little more to pay for my food. So after 2 months staying we had not much money in the pocket, and everyone was talking about the biggest mining conference in early February when the girls make thousands of African Rand, I thought I have nothing to loose if I stay longer. And we haven't done much of our African adventures as we planned before, without that it would have been a serious pain in my heart to leave Africa. 

 

Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed..

So we were ready for our Christmas. In the club every girl needed to do a special fantasy show once a week. As we were new with some others without the full choreography of our fantasy shows, we were chosen to do the Christmas show every night for one week on the Santa Baby song by Eartha Kitt. There were 10 girls, they split us into 2 groups, A and B, one night the group A made the show, second night the group B. The choreography was simple, but we had so much fun to learn it! There was one Colombian girl in our group, she didn't speak English well, all she could say was “Me? No!” Whatever introduction she got from the choreographer, that was her answer too. Sometimes with Giselle we were just secretly looked at each other and winked. Tried not to burn out in loud laughing. The other was a black girl who constantly gave us reason to smile. She was simply dumb (nothing to do with her skin colour, but she was totally blank in her head) She spoke English but against that, when everybody had to turn left, she turned right, when we needed to sit down, she stood up. We were sure about the success of the show! ;)

Santa cutie, and fill my stockings with a duplex,
and checks. Sign your “X” on the line..

Luckily the club was closed for Christmas. On Boxing Day we packed our swimming suits and beach towels and we went to Camps Bay where we decided to spend the whole day. As Camps Bay has such a white sandy beach, we made a joke that we managed to have a white Christmas, but not in an ordinary way. I must say that was one of my most relaxed holiday season for me! No crazy Christmas shopping, no crowded shopping centres, no traffic jam. I bought a tiny little tree and some African hand made decoration so we even had our own decorated Christmas tree with us. A perfect sunny day on the beach in December.

Santa baby, I wanna yacht, and really that's not a lot..

Later we had a dinner in a local restaurant. The food was nice but the dessert we ordered was horrible! Again one more reason to laugh.. It looked strange and tasted even stranger, but nothing could turn that day into a bad one, so we were just laughing that a simple vanilla-chocolate icecream combo would have been a much better choice. Never mind! We were in South Africa, on the beach, watching the sunset at Christmas, a few days without work and a bottle of wine.. what else we could wish more?

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring..

I'm wishing you a very merry Christmas and
a happy New Year!