
Marta Mantis
Stage artist
Languages: German, English
Height: 165 cm, 175 cm in heels
Figure: long-legged, curvy
Eye colour: hazel
Hair colour: rock chick
Skin tone: pole powder
Perfume: New Notes, Latte di Cherry
Favourite drink: Negroni
Favourite food: naked lunch
When she enters a room, it goes quiet. A breath-taking silence, broken only by the sound of her stilettos: clack, clack, clack… All eyes focus on her: Marta Mantis – artist, acrobat, trapeze artist. Beware if you’re not the kind of man who dares to go all the way. Just like the graceful, cannibal insect, la bella Mantis emerges as a voluptuous vamp: a blonde beast, with bright flesh. Hard candy. Hard to handle. Not everyone is her match. Only those who know what it means to let a woman be a woman will discover Marta’s sensual, gentle, romantic, almost childlike side. Carry Marta on your hands – hold her as tightly as you would the most precious moment: linger a while: thou art so fair! Already, you are chained; already you are doomed.
Marta about herself.
Suspended hoops I twist through; poles I wrap myself around; whips I make dance as if they were part of me, my antennae, my electrified nerves. I was made for the stage, the big show. The glittering glamour, the lightness, the mystery. I am here to astound you. You think I’m a circus kid, a workhorse, a mythical creature. But do you really see me? Or are you rather succumbing to the illusion of perfection? When my glistening naked body gleams at dizzying heights, I feel this secret, forbidden desire – to close my eyes, to let go, to fall. Who will catch me? Will someone hold me?















