mademoiselletheatrix

Mademoiselle Theatrix is a combination of all of the most aloof and mysterious feminine wiles. The seductive yet cool exterior of the French, the long-limbed pure beauty of the Scandinavians, the flamboyant passion of the Spaniards, the dark fervent longing of the Middle Eastern women, the restrained desire of the English rose, the violent streak of the statuesque Russian beauties, the buxom strength of the Eastern Europeans, the expressive and structured sexuality of the Germans, the reined in temptation of the religious, the bitter flickering flame of the spurned. But, although she can’t help seducing, compelling, exciting, bemusing men and women alike, although she leaves a string of broken hearts and sated libidos behind her wherever she goes, Mademoiselle Theatrix is not –at heart– a Lover. She is from nowhere, she is from nothing. You will never meet her for a short sharp chat, a quick bitter coffee or a secret rendezvous. She has no time for you, for your talk, your reality. Mademoiselle Theatrix is an Artistic Soul. She exists solely for one creation- THEATRE, and she will follow it’s calling to the ends of the Earth.