Escapism through the imagination can stimulate strong emotions through the books, songs and lonely journeys which our daily lives do not guarantee. Most people seem to distinguish their life dramas through their imagined scenarios, conversations and romantic love affairs, craving that intense emotion that may have never existed. For me, the act of taking myself out of myself for days on end is my sleeping enemy. In tonight's urge to get some sleep, I've heard that writing down your thoughts can often help them vanish. Therefore I have decided to write my recent head-haunting story down, in the hope that tonight I may be able to get a pleasant amount of sleep, where I have fewer scenarios to fantasize and a finished story to wake up to.
During my days at work I have been researching Burlesque dancers and Cabaret shows. Admiring these ladies, I, of course, began to imagine myself as one of the more sensational dancer (perhaps a shit dancer would have given me a lot more trail and tribulations). My thoughts do not concern the act of dancing in particular, rather I escape through the ritual in which the women create an alter-ego. Whilst listening the humdrum of daily life, ignoring my real emotions and in searching for writing inspirations, it was time to enter myself into the world burlesque. Oddly this process involves pretending to pretend myself as nipple tasseled scarlet who exists within her imagination in order to become a sexual predator. As a Burlesque dancer I have decided to call her Mojo Havana(after much debate),she is a Portuguese girl who cannot speak a word of English, solely crossing the ocean to assault her unattainable sexual power onto men and women who pay to see her artistic style of movement. The dancers curves perfectly represent maternal feminism; full breasts, tiny waist and hips that remind the spectator of the feel of a female body. Her hair is curly which shapes her young fresh face, nails perfectly manicured, bright red lips and dark eyeliner. The costume bra has the most lavish lavender gems covering the diamante tassels which she always takes her time to expose. The main attraction of the dark beauty is her ability to hypnotise the audience with her eyes, which is nourished by the fact they will never be able to confide their lust. She revels in seducing each member and allows them to believe that she truly wants them, perhaps she does (if I'm gunna imagine her she might as well really enjoy it).
2 am, leaving the 'speakeasy', reversing back to 'normal': removing the extravagant make-up, costume, and finally arguing with the other girls about misplacing the props. she returns to her English speaking family who believe she works at a bar in the city, they have no idea that she is Mojo Havana. The lie is what makes her real life exhilarating and exciting.
I will leave you with this insight into Mojo Havana and I reluctantly encourage you to take her into your mind and tease the abstract world with your secret.
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This is purely ones form of life escapism. I will possibly never shower myself with champagne and dance with feathers in front of an audience. Unfortunately my imagined thoughts of breaking the hearts of rappers(mainly Kanye West) and flying through the sky with Falcor from The Never Ending Story have never become a reality, therefore I promise you Mojo Havana will stay within my mind for a limited time only.
