Deirdre Doll, "The Uncover Girl", is a Chicago Burlesque Performer who has performed across the city at venues such as The Music Box Theater, Blue Bayou, Debonair Social Club, Seven's Cabaret at The Center for the Performing Arts, The Lakeshore Theater, Subterranean, Five Star Bar, Exit, Hydrate, The Shady Lady, Marche, etc. Deirdre Doll has also performed in such distinguished Burlesque Festivals as The First International Toronto Burlesque Festival, The Best Of Midwest Burlesk Fest in Minneapolis, The Burlesque Hall of Fame 2009 in Vegas (Best Group), The New Orleans Burlesque Festival 2009 at The House of Blues, and The First Annual Windy City Burlesque Festival 2010.
For booking email [email protected]
Deirdre Doll's Calendar
Chicago - The Shady Lady, 6/04
Chicago - Burlectronic at Debonair, 6/16
Chicago - Blue Bayou Burlesque, 6/17
Chicago - Stage Door Johhnies' show @ Hydrate, 7/01
"she'd too much beauty for good luck."
-Yeats, "Deirdre"
Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding.
-Diane Arbus
"The old pattern of my life is shattered. It hangs around me in shreds. Great things are going to happen from all this. I feel the fermentation."
- Anais Nin, from her journal "Henry and June"
Why should I blame her that she filled my days
With misery, or that she would of late
Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,
Or hurled the little streets upon the great,
Had they but courage equal to desire?
What could have made her peaceful with a mind
That nobleness made simple as a fire,
With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind
That is not natural in an age like this,
Being high and solitary and most stern?
Why, what could she have done, being what she is?
Was there another Troy for her to burn?
- Yeats, "No Second Troy"...God, I am caught in a snare!
I know not what fine wire is round my throat;
I only know I let him finger there
My pulse of life, and let him nose like a stoat
Who sniffs with joy before he drinks the blood.
And down his mouth comes to my mouth! and down
His bright dark eyes come over me, like a hood
Upon my mind! his lips meet mine, and a flood
Of sweet fire sweeps across me, so I drown
Against him, die, and find death good.
- D.H. Lawrence, from "Love on the Farm"
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