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.
After portrait modelling, I started to do nude modelling. I was always proud of my body and I had trust in the photographers I worked with. I worked in Austria and Italy a lot so I got a bit of a chance to travel. But this time we only speak about artistic nude photography. Like a naked girl, painted in gold standing in the middle of a lake as a statue. Austrian photographers love bodypainting and they are quite creative. I really enjoyed those workshops. But of course, I met different photographers with different offers. I was relatively young and naïve, and the amount of money was very tempting. So slowly I got involved in the adult industry. But this I didn’t enjoy that much. I enjoyed spending the money I made (when I studied on the university, I’m sure in some months I got bigger salary than my teachers.) or I was happy when I could support my mum with a bigger amount but it came with shame.
The opportunity for dancing came on casting when I was talking with other girls and both were a dancer. I was curious so I asked the contact number of the guy that I can apply to. Very soon I went to Italy and after I was with him at the Austrian embassy signing a 3 months contract and waiting for my visa. The beginning was hard. I still remember the song when I first danced on stage. The other girls gave me enough alcohol not to remember what I was doing (thank God!) but I still remember the song was Get busy by Sean Paul.
When I finished the contract, I had 2 choices: I carry on dancing and I make more money, but then I lose the energy I already invested in my studies. That was after my 2nd year at the university, I was halfway to get my diploma and I’m not the kind of person who gives up easily. I decided to go back and finish my studies. I told myself “If I miss the spotlights, I still can work as a dancer afterwards.” But when I got my diploma, I forgot all about the stage, private dances, selling champagne and extra high stripper shoes. I wanted to have an average life. But that was a difficult time in my country, after a few failures in finding a good job I decided to move to England for 1-2 years. In Hungary, I was already thinking about trying out myself abroad when I was sitting in a job interview and listen to the guy offering me a job in another city, that meant minimum 2,5 hours travel every day, over time, limited access to grow for the minimum salary. That was all that my country could offer me. No, thank you. I quit. I went home from the interview and I bought a one-way ticket to England.
The first year I had a normal job as a nanny. Then I moved to London from the countryside and I found all those dodgy opportunities working at night. I started to work at a hostess club on Little Portland Street to improve my English. I was about talking and selling champagne but no dancing. It was great fun, good money, I didn’t look for other options. Then I changed the club and started to work at the Directors Lodge at St. James. That was the longest time I spent in one club, I worked there for almost 2 years. But still no dancing. Then I had a chance to change working in a restaurant where I was quite disappointed and not long after I was heading to Greece. (you can read more about in the Beginning 2. post)
Long story short, this is my life. This is what made me who I am today. Now I’m not ashamed anymore, I take full responsibility for all my decisions, without regrets. And today I’m brave enough to tell you that you can ask me ANYTHING, I will give you an honest answer.
Thank you Asif for your support! Big hugs!
Also take care of yourself and your loved ones!
Hi Bee…. Its me Asif. All I have to say that follow your heart, Be true to yourself and enjoy your work. It was a pleasure knowing you. And you are welcome to visit this part of the world. Take care 🙂
Hmm never thought about it. With men I always prefer to tell in the beginning what is my job so there is no secret. Then take it or leave it! 🙂
But I haven't found the one yet that I would quit for from this job and who could make me settled down.
ha ha ha – that was an answer …
another question: you are doing this job for a long time – is it not difficult to separate private and business (e.g. when it comes to men?) or do you not care about ?
Of course not, darling! I'm happy that you comment. .
Xxxx
thanks for your honest answer 🙂 yeah i think you can write a book about your life – interestings stories so far 🙂
I hope you don't get bored by my comments so far ….
Seriously I'm already old for some clubs. I'm 33 although most of the guys think I'm around 25. But I'm not a bubbly hihihi hahaha sweet little girl and I try to ignore the clubs that require that behaviour. And I have to tell I have bigger success with customers as a mature woman who knows what she wants and doesn't want to pretend to be someone else.
I write a blog – maybe a book – about my stories 😉
Hmmmm – i have a question for you:
When you are getting older – what comes next ? Any plans so far?
(you don't have to answer)