Photoblog – Photos from Guadeloupe

I was happy to work with this talented photographer in Guadeloupe. If I have a chance, I would just go back and create some more amazing pictures with him!

More of his work here: https://www.gwadart.fr/

Love,

Lindsay

 

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Photoblog – In the Studio of Venus

Another shooting results I am proud of but unfortunately, I lost contact with the photographer. (venustudio.tumblr.com)

Love,

Lindsay

 

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Photoblog – Sharing is caring!

Men are so visual creatures and keep asking me to post more photos here. So I don’t want to be greedy and keep all the model photos for myself.. 🙂


As one of the photographers commented, “You are a piece of artwork.”

Hope you enjoy!

With love,
Lindsay

The photo was taken by Tim Reder

 

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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.
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.

My Life on ModelMayhem

I was hesitating if I should or should not give a face to this blog. But some of you requested in private message. Well, I don’t think I do wrong if I share my model profile here. Some fantasies can become more exciting and intense! 🙂

Here it is:

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Even I travel a lot I always try to make some time to pose to the camera. A dancer always needs new pictures for her portfolio anyway. And I enjoy it. Not like I have any commercial purpose with the pictures but I enjoy the creativity during shooting. I like to create something together with the photographer.

I started modelling when I was 16. A long time ago… I never took it too seriously, I never dreamed about a big carrier in this industry. It was simply fun. And when I turned 18, the photographer came to my mum to ask her permission if I can do some nude pictures with him. Why not? I never had any problem with my shape, so I thought I can’t do it wrong. And we talk about artistic nude photography here! So I went to Slovakia to the Polish board with a group of photographers. The landscape was breathtaking, with some sharp mountainous rocks over a rolling river. We went down on the river with a float and decided to walk back on a path on the riverbank. Whenever the background was nice, we stopped to take pictures. Can you imagine? Me naked sitting on a rock above the river while people enjoy their raft trip down. One raftsman noticed me and he even dropped his scull into the water. I think it was not something he expected looking up the mountains. 🙂 But the winner story is when later I worked with a photographer in Vienna. We went up to the viewpoint where you can see the whole city under. It’s quite a popular and tourist spot. Me posing wearing only high heels and all the Chinese tourists are taking pictures of me not Vienna’s view. They didn’t even try to hide! I smile when I think of how many Chinese guys put my pictures in their albums about Vienna at home. The city where some crazy chicks walk around naked! Thank God, that was before Facebook and Instagram. Yeah, Chinese definitely have something to do with photography. Even in Macau once I went to work on the bus and a Chinese lady just stroke her iPhone to my face and took a photo. I was extremely surprised. I can imagine my face on the picture.. but the funny part that she started to show around my photo to her friends… just in front of me. I know, it was weird.

These days I mainly do pin-up and burlesque themed photography. These are the most suitable for my style. Boudoir and artistic nude are also exceptional. And lately, I discovered that fetish modelling also suits me. Not like in my private life I want to wear latex or beat up someone or beaten up by someone, but there is something in it. It’s good for a role play as we don’t take it seriously. And doing fetish modelling leads into some strange offers.. Last year I just got the following email:

“Hello, we are looking for girls for a new website all about girls getting revenge on men. The girls will be kicking them where it hurts. Decent money. Real kicking! Serious offer. Interested?”

I was laughing at it for days! It’s really happening to me? (BUT I must say sometimes I regret that I didn’t answer. Sometimes I’m very tempted to do something similar when I meet an extremely stupid guy.)

As a final conclusion, I’m happy that I found ModelMayhem. It’s great! And wherever I go I can find a photographer to work with. Switzerland, Macau, Iceland, Luxembourg or even now in Guadeloupe I worked with guys I met on that site. And I’m very thankful. Not only for the great photos but the good time we spent together and some became more of a friend for me. Keep up the good work!