Bella Lagosi, Call-girl? Miss Dish is Suspicious
COLUMNIST Miss Dish
Lately the city’s been hearing news of an intriguing young lady who calls herself Bélla Legosi. The daughter of a local boutique owner, she’s been running around the streets her whole life. Even as a child she was alluring, and she’s unintentionally captivated many men, but as yet remains untamed.
Her mother – an actress who traveled with a small troupe of romantics – had passed during childbirth; but she left behind a spirit embodied in the stories Bélla’s father would tell his daughter. This made quite the impression on Bélla as a child who, wearing her mother’s purple satin stage heels, would shuffle about the apartment above the store dancing and singing, drawn to the glamour of the stage. She has a ferocious independent streak, and her father would always say with a bit of uneasiness that she was her mother’s daughter.
The risque past has returned to Manhattan, what with the resurgence of the speak-easy style bars with secret entrances, prohibition cocktails, and burlesque shows. Lagosi, with her dance background, has taken advantage of this trend to become one of the headliners of a new hot club called The Fox. Some readers may remember the uproar she caused when she hit the scene channeling Josephine Baker’s riotous dances. Taking advantage of her looks she instantly became the most sought after dancer on the circuit.
Not long after her first performance men began knocking on Bella’s dressing room door, bribing stagehands to get access to her luxurious private quarters. Some of these men were let in, while others were led away without having had the privilege of her company, and down at least a hundred dollars. As Miss Dish readers know well, she’s recently become a companion to two gentlemen – a well-known businessmen and a rather famous artist. Both have been seen leaving her dressing room, and independently they take her to the best restaurants in town and buy her expensive jewelry, furs, and antique lingerie.
There is a definite sense of competition between the girls at The Fox. In a situation where beautiful and talented women perform for an audience, the potential for cattiness becomes magnified to a frightening extent. Bella’s best friend, Sarah, was her opening act and the only female companion whom she trusted. They’ve shared clothes, secrets and – supposedly – men. Around Sarah, Bélla would let her inhibitions go, and unloose the free spirit that she keeps under wraps around the other performers.
One night, however, Sarah was off of work and Bélla borrowed her coveted pearl inlaid white chiffon gown. After her show, Bella went out in the dress and got drunk, forgetting to return the dress to Sarah’s dressing room. The next day Sarah went into a frenzy looking for it. With a splitting headache, Bella walked into Sarah’s dressing room, still dressed from the night before. A stagehand confirmed that they had a fight, and afterwards Bélla left the room crying. The stagehand shrugged it off as female drama. That is, until Sarah, in a palpably vindictive manner, had an interview with a newspaper about the venue. It was supposed to be a sort of ‘behind the scenes’ piece, but instead of a quaint story on backstage life, Sarah trashed her friend and unleashed a scandal, “Yes, Bélla Lagosi and I were close friends, until the other night when she stole my prized possession – a dress my father had given me – right out of my dressing room… I’m not sure why she would want any of my gowns since there are plenty of men who buy her anything she wants on demand. Some of them even buy her time.” The article hit the stands the next morning and implied that Bella was soliciting the customers with the club’s implicit agreement. Investigations have since begun as to whether The Fox is essentially a call girl service. Both of the ladies have landed in hot water; however, most of the attention is directed towards Lagosi, who now has a reputation as a lady of the night for gentlemen wealthy enough to afford her. The news has been everywhere, and there are few options for Bélla to save her dignity. Which is why she has contacted Miss Dish directly to explain the reality of her situation:
“ I didn’t steal any dress, that’s absurd. Sarah was my best friend, and we shared closets like sisters. I’m not sure why she decided to attack me like this, but I’m no escort, of that I can assure you. I am a companion, a muse…”
Not for one instant did she falter, or become embarrassed. Will the public judge her fairly? This reporter hopes so…
I’m not sure Bélla is being honest, but one things for sure…..she’s f’en hot!!!!