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Silver Screen Foxx

The soft hues of the silver screen shine onto pearlescent powdered plumes. This sweeping serenade is a nod to the great fan dancer Faith Bacon. Set to Jackie Gleason’s seductive sounds, Ginger Foxx performs a luscious fantasia of tease amidst a flourish of incandescent silver waterfall fans.

This act won Ginger the title of Miss Fantastic (Best Fan Dance) at the 2015 Miss Burlesque Australia competition. She has toured this act around Australia and Internationally, including the London Burlesque Festival in 2017 and The 10th Annual New Orleans Burlesque Festival in 2018.

Smoke & Streetlights

The year is 1947 - it’s hot downtown even for late in the Summer, one of those nights where sweat sticks to the back of the city’s shirts. Pungent fumes of steam rise from the subway, and the barflies outside the jazz club are sticky with humid desire - that was the night when Ginger Foxx came to town.

Death By Decadence

The French have a saying - "la petite mort". To invoke pleasure so extreme it transcends the pain of life. But why only a little death? To indulge or overindulge – there’s a delicate pendulum that teeters between tease, taste and temptation. 

The stage is set for the prima donna as she calls to her lover to feast on her flesh – to invoke pain, pleasure and ecstasy. Why die a little death when you can bubble in a gorging pot of decadence? Ginger Foxx is here to invoke a mass Death by Decadence. 


Kozmic Blues

Freedom was needed - and women would not wait for the times of change to turn.


Revolution howled into the wind - and buzzed along the ticking watchtower of transformation. 


Times they were a changing. The summer of love, a lustful time - when longing for liberation brought protest. 

Freedom came with a fight. A fight to make love - not war. 


This Foxxy lady is riding in on the second wave and carrying on the fighting flare - an homage to the legends of the 1970s.


Spring Awakening

A sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains,

of ragged mountain ranges, of droughts and flooding rains.


My sunburnt land was scorched. 

My wide brown land laid bare.


Once the air was choked by smoke -

but through the devastation shoots may sprout...


... if we breathe new hope.


The Ice Queen

Once upon a time, high up in the snowy mountains, there lived a beautiful but evil queen who ruled over her frozen

kingdom. Legend has it that her heart was carved from ice. Many who ventured into her realm would never return.


Every fairy tale has a bloody lining. Every one has teeth and claws....

This act won Ginger the Baby Bombshells competition at the 2015 Australian Burlesque Festival. 

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