From Brothels to Branding: How Naughty Women Helped Build My Empire

What do Cleopatra, a French courtesan, and a 1700s brothel madam have in common? They helped me build my naughty business.

Everything I do, everything I wear, and everything I create is rooted in the women history once tried to shame. I call them my muses.

This is how a fascination with these bold women of the past turned into a brand, a lifestyle, and a mission to help others step into a more sensual, powerful life.

The Spark: Cleopatra

It all started in the 6th grade. We were learning about ancient civilizations, and then came Cleopatra.

She wasn’t just a queen. She was a ruler. A strategist. A seductress.

Until that moment, I had never heard of a woman in history who played the game just like men. She stirred something in me. A combination of sensuality and intelligence that felt revolutionary.

And even though I didn't fully understand it at the time, Cleopatra became my first muse.

High School Clues: Fashion of the 1700s

In high school, I chose to write a paper on 1700s fashion. I didn’t know much about the era, but I was drawn to the drama of it all — the corsets, powdered wigs, and lavish gowns.

As I dug into my research, I found myself going down an unexpected rabbit hole. What I discovered surprised me: the true fashion influencers of the time weren’t queens or noblewomen.

They were courtesans, mistresses, and madams — women considered scandalous, but who quietly shaped fashion, art, and society.

They set the trends that high society followed.They played by their own rules, lived outside of polite expectations, and still managed to influence everything from etiquette to art.

It sparked something in me — a curiosity I couldn’t ignore.

I wanted to know more about these women. What they wore, yes — but also how they lived, how they seduced, how they survived in a world built to silence them.

Looking back now, I can clearly see: That paper was the beginning.

At the time, I had no idea that writing about corsets and powdered wigs would eventually lead to travel books, lingerie campaigns, a clothing store, a photography brand, and an entire lifestyle centered around owning your sensuality.

Europe + Erotic Walking Tours

After college, I moved to London and traveled throughout Europe.

Paris. Vienna. Prague. Rome.

Every city I visited, I booked a walking tour. And somehow, without even planning it, those tours always led me to stories about scandalous women of the past.

A madam who ran the most exclusive brothel in town. A royal mistress who held more power than the queen. A courtesan who didn’t just inspire art — she was the art.

I was fascinated. Not just by their stories, but by how openly they were told. In Europe, these women weren’t erased or shamed. They were part of the culture. Spoken of with curiosity. Even reverence.

That changed something in me. I started to see every city through that lens — searching out its secrets, its seduction, its untamed feminine history.

And without even knowing it, I was collecting the pieces of a much bigger puzzle — one that would later become the foundation for everything I built. The books I’d write. The brand I’d create. The lifestyle I’d come to live.

Those walks through the cobblestone streets of Europe didn’t just show me the past —They showed me the path.

Stripping, Dancing + Stepping Into Confidence

After returning to the U.S. from London, I found myself at a crossroads. I had traveled, explored, and gotten a taste of who I was becoming — but I wasn’t fully in my body yet.

That’s when I entered the world of stripping and everything shifted.

I began to understand my body in a completely different way. Not just how it looked — but how it moved, how it commanded attention, how it held power. I learned how to lead with confidence.How to walk into a room and own it.

No classroom had ever taught me that.

At the same time, I started diving deeper into sensual forms of dance — the ones that awaken something in you.

Belly dance. Cha Cha. Salsa. And especially… Tango.

I fell hard for the rhythm, the tension, the energy. So much so that I flew to Buenos Aires and spent a week fully immersed in tango — dancing for hours each day, learning from the source.

Even now, dance is a part of my life. It’s my way of staying connected — to my body, my power, and my feminine energy.

Not because I need to perform. But because I want to feel that fire. And I know exactly how to light it.

Lingerie + Branding

In my 20s, I discovered a lingerie brand that would quietly shape my future more than I realized at the time: Agent Provocateur.

I had always been into lingerie — not just for the bedroom, but for me.

To lounge in. To shoot in. To express myself through. Lingerie wasn’t about impressing anyone. It was about stepping into my power — and feeling sexy in my own skin.

And Agent Provocateur got that. Their pieces were bold, playful, and dripping in attitude. Their campaigns weren’t just selling lingerie — they were selling a lifestyle.

It was cheeky. Seductive. Clever. Always a little rebellious. And it made me realize: being sexy and being smart could coexist — beautifully.

At the time, I just knew I loved their vibe. But looking back, I was doing more than shopping —I was studying them.

Their branding. Their visuals. Their voice. How they made “naughty” feel elevated — and iconic.

Little by little, I started applying what I was absorbing.In my photoshoots. My marketing. My aesthetic. My message. Without knowing it, they were shaping the world I was starting to build.

Agent Provocateur was one of my first branding inspirations. And to this day, they’re still one of the only ones I look to.

Building My Empire

After years of dancing and saving, I finally had the funds to launch my first website: SiennaSinclaire.com.

But it wasn’t just a random move — it was a strategy.

I knew I wanted to write books someday, but I also understood that if I wanted people to actually buy those books, I needed something first: an audience.

So I made a deliberate decision — build a platform, grow a following, then share my work with the world.

But I didn’t want to be just another girl posting sexy photos online. That space was already crowded. I needed a niche. A voice. A vision.

That’s when I decided to blend the two things I loved most: history and seduction.

Every photoshoot I did was carefully crafted. Themed. Styled. Story-driven.Inspired by the women who had been shaping my path from the very beginning — Cleopatra, courtesans, Moulin Rouge dancers, and brothel madams.

That’s when it all clicked. My obsession had become my art.

I wasn’t just launching a website. I was creating a world — one rooted in power, sensuality, and intention. Channeling the spirit of the women who used beauty as leverage. Who didn’t just seduce men — they seduced history.

These women didn’t ask for permission. They owned their presence. They ruled with allure. And in my own modern way, I was following in their footsteps — building an empire on my terms.

The Naughty Girl Behind Naughty Girl

When it came time to name my clothing store, the words came effortlessly: Naughty Girl.

Because that’s who it’s always been about — the woman who leads with confidence, flirts with danger, and refuses to apologize for taking up space.

This wasn’t just a random business move. It was the natural next chapter in a story I’d been writing my whole life — a story woven from history, fashion, seduction, and self-expression.

Long before I ever opened the doors, I was already doing the work: Styling myself. Shooting cinematic photo campaigns. Telling stories through fabric, pose, and attitude.

But I wanted more.

I wanted to create a space where a woman could walk in and feel something instantly —Turned on by a texture. A silhouette. A spark of recognition.

I wanted every piece on the rack to whisper a story.To seduce her into becoming the boldest version of herself.

From day one, Naughty Girl was never just about clothes.It was about a feeling — confidence, rebellion, power, seduction.

Every collection I release — whether it’s the Naughty Girl Motel or the Cleopatra Capsule — is steeped in the energy of women who used fashion as armor and invitation.

The courtesans. The showgirls. The femmes fatales.They didn’t follow trends — they made them. They knew that style wasn’t about blending in… it was about standing out, taking control, and commanding desire.

That’s the energy I infuse into every piece I select.

Because when a woman slips into Naughty Girl, she’s not just getting dressed.She’s stepping into her power.

She’s becoming her own muse — playful, provocative, and fully in control of her story.

This isn’t just a brand. It’s a reminder: Dressing sexy isn’t about impressing someone else —It’s about expressing the part of you the world tried to quiet.

The Red Light Is Always On

The red light has always meant something more to me.

Historically, it’s been a symbol of seduction — from the red lanterns in European brothels to the glow of neon signs flickering outside motels at midnight. It’s not just sexual. It’s symbolic.

It says: Come closer. There’s something here worth exploring.

And for me, red became more than a symbol — it became a signature.

It’s in my branding, my website, my photoshoots, my studio…And it’s in my everyday life, too.

The red light is my daily ritual.

I have it everywhere from my steam room where I’ve installed a red light that turns the space into this moody, sexy steam experience.

Outside my studio, a glowing red logo and red lanterns hint at what’s behind the curtain.

My house has red lights in my gold moroccan lanterns. Every light chosen with intention.

Even my car glows red at night where I have a built-in mood lighting, and I set it to red so I feel that sexy vibe when driving.

And in my photography, I’m always reaching for that red light. It brings instant mood. Drama. Desire. Check out my instagram page for examples of my work.

There’s something about that glow that makes everything — and everyone — look a little more powerful, a little more mysterious, a little more naughty.

The red light is always on. A signal that this is a space where sensuality lives.

The red light isn’t about shame. It’s about turning yourself — and your life — all the way on.

Why I Built My Studio To Look Like A Brothel

I’ve always been obsessed with spaces that seduce you the moment you step inside. Spaces that whisper secrets. Invite indulgence. Give you permission to want more.

I even wrote books about them.

And to me, nothing feels more sensual — more alive — than an old European bordello. The lighting. The velvet. The chandeliers. The way it all glows with unapologetic pleasure and says, You belong here.

So when it came time to design my own studio, I didn’t hold back.

I built my red-light fantasy.

The front? Styled exactly like a European brothel.Red lights glowing outside. Velvet curtains dressing the windows. And behind the glass, a mannequin posed like a high-end madam — a living invitation to step into something unforgettable.

Because I didn’t just want a studio. I wanted a story. A storefront that stopped people in their tracks. That pulled them into my world before they ever opened the door.

And once they do?

They step into a scene. Chandeliers overhead. Red and gold drenching every surface. Vintage accents. Seductive textures. It’s sultry. It’s cinematic. It’s intentionally too much in the best way.

But here’s the thing: this wasn’t just about aesthetics.It’s about legacy.

The madams of the 1800s weren’t just scandalous — they were powerful. They owned property. Ran empires. Curated beauty. They were entrepreneurs, stylists, therapists, and hosts — all wrapped in silk and wit.

That’s who I channel in this space.

I use seduction, storytelling, and style to create immersive experiences — for my clients, my brand, my events. And every detail — from the lighting to the mannequins — plays a part.

Those mannequins? They’re not props.They’re muses. Reminders. Characters in the world I’ve built — one that honors the women who came before me…

The women who turned beauty into business. Who turned desire into design.

This isn’t just a studio. It’s a stage. A sanctuary. A story waiting to unfold.

It’s a place where fantasy meets function — and every corner has a secret.

My French Bordello Cabaret

Most people design their homes for comfort.I design mine for seduction.

Tucked inside my house is one of my favorite spaces —a room transformed into a Victorian-inspired French bordello meets cabaret lounge.

A full cabaret stage stretches across the far wall, framed by rich red curtains that drape like velvet theater backdrops.

A stage not just for private burlesque performances during my events, but also as an everyday reminder: Sensuality belongs at the center — not the sidelines.

The room is soaked in sexiness. A red velvet Moroccan chaise I hand-selected in Marrakesh. Gold café-style French tables and chairs arranged for lounging, sipping, watching… savoring. Every element whispers indulgence, elegance, and edge.

Each piece was chosen with intention — to evoke the golden era of courtesans and cabaret stars.

Women who used beauty as both power and performance.Women who didn’t just exist in the world — they designed it to turn them on.

But here’s the truth: this room isn’t for anyone else’s gaze. It’s for me.

It’s for the part of me that refuses to shrink. That creates for pleasure. That finds power in ambiance, in atmosphere, in artistry.

I don’t just channel the courtesan. I am her.

This room is her altar. Her escape. Her stage. A space that reflects the kind of woman I am — and the kind of women I admire most.

And every time I step inside, I feel them with me: The showgirls. The seductresses. The naughty women of the past…Applauding, winking, and reminding me to keep the red light glowing.

My Parties: Where History Gets Undressed

Everything I do — even my parties — comes from a deeper place. They aren’t just events, they’re immersive fantasies rooted in the legacies of women who lived boldly, seduced shamelessly, and broke all the rules.

Like the 1700s party I once hosted — inspired by the same research I wrote about in high school. Guests arrived in corsets and powdered wigs, sipping champagne under chandeliers. I handed out replicas of sheepskin condoms — yes, real 1700s-style condoms — because I wanted to blend education with naughtiness.

Then came my Egyptian party — an ode to Cleopatra. Not just the Hollywood fantasy, but the real seductress. The strategist. The queen who made power look like foreplay.

We dressed like her. We indulged like her. And yes, we got a little naughty like her, too.

And of course, there was my Motel Party — a sultry tribute to roadside secrets and the red-lit mysteries of after-hours encounters. It was inspired by the hidden world behind closed doors — the whispers, the knock-knock visits, the untold stories of desire that no one talks about, but everyone imagines.

Because that’s the thing: I don’t just throw parties. I create fantasies.

Worlds where women can be whoever they want — seductive, silly, powerful, playful. Where history gets undressed, rewritten, and reclaimed.Where sensuality isn’t something we hide — it’s something we celebrate.

These aren’t just nights out. They’re reminders that pleasure is power… and fantasy is freedom.

My Naughty Travels

When I travel, I’m not just chasing sights —I’m chasing stories.

I search for cities’ secret pasts… the naughty corners history tried to forget. Erotic walking tours. Hidden brothels turned museums. Underground cabarets. Iconic strip clubs tucked into shadowy streets.

I’m not interested in the polished postcard version of a place. I want the whispers. The scandals. The places where seduction once lived — and maybe still does.

Even where I eat and drink is part of the experience. It has to feel sexy. Dim lighting. Velvet booths. A little bit of mystery. I want to sit in a corner and ask: What happened here? Who touched who? Who got away with it?

Because for me, it’s not just about how a place looks, It’s about how it feels.

Every alleyway, every cocktail bar, every vintage shop…has to carry that energy I live for: Sensual. Sexy. Historical.

I travel not to escape my world —but to find more places that feel like home.

Living The Naughty Lifestyle

This isn’t just branding. It’s not a photoshoot, a party, or a business plan. This is how I live.

Everything I do — from what I wear, to how I decorate my space, to the playlists echoing through my home — is inspired by the naughty women of the past.

They didn’t just shape my ideas…They became the blueprint for my entire world.

Even my mornings start with intention. The music I play has to set the tone. I curate every playlist myself — always sensual, moody, seductive. The kind of soundtrack that makes your coffee feel like a ritual, your first step into the day feel cinematic.

Getting dressed isn’t about convenience — it’s about casting the role I want to play. Some days I channel a courtesan. Other days, a showgirl or Cleopatra. I don’t copy. I channel. I take their essence, their confidence, and make it my own.

My personal style reflects that. I’m drawn to Art Deco — for its elegance, drama, and deep Egyptian influence. The pieces I wear are curated from my travels around the world. I don’t follow trends. I collect statements.

Even my jewelry tells a story. I only wear 24-carat gold — most of it crafted by a designer in Istanbul who makes replicas of Cleopatra’s jewelry, as well as ancient Roman and Greek artifacts. Wearing them feels like carrying the energy of powerful women with me, everywhere I go.

And my home? It’s a sensual sanctuary.

Red. Gold. Velvet. Moody lighting. Every room is filled with treasures — collected from antique stores, vintage markets, and trips across Europe. Everything has a story. Every corner feels like it belongs in a 1920s cabaret or a Victorian salon.

I light candles like it’s a ritual. I dress sexy for no one but myself — whether that’s lingerie under a silk robe or a body-hugging yoga set that makes me feel like me.

I don’t wait for permission to feel turned on by life.

I’ve built a lifestyle that feels like the movie I’ve always wanted to star in — one where sensuality, confidence, and history meet in every moment.

This is the Naughty Lifestyle and I live it fully, every single day.

Becoming The Modern-Day Courtesan

When I look back at my life — the paths I’ve walked, the roles I’ve stepped into — I realize I’ve been quietly writing a story I was always destined to live.

Even as a kid, the clues were there. Two of my favorite movies were Pretty Woman and Can’t Buy Me Love. At the time, I didn’t think much about why. But now? I get it.

They were the earliest signs of who I was drawn to — and who I was becoming.

Throughout my life, I’ve stepped into roles the world loves to judge: Stripper. Escort. Adult model. Sex coach.

But none of those labels ever felt like a burden to me. They felt like freedom. Each chapter was part of my awakening — part of becoming the woman I was meant to be.

Because while others saw shame, I saw power. I wasn’t selling sex. I was learning how to lead desire, how to hold attention, and how to own every part of my feminine energy.

And now, I see it so clearly: I didn’t just admire the naughty women of the past…I became one.

I am a modern-day courtesan.

Not just in what I do — but in how I live. With elegance. With sensuality. With full, unapologetic self-expression.

Like the madams, the muses, the showgirls…I use my mind, my creativity, my body, and my voice to create a life that turns me on.

A life where pleasure, power, and purpose coexist. Because sexuality isn’t something I hide —It’s something I celebrate.

And every time I tell my story…Every time I design a shoot, host a party, launch a new collection —I feel them beside me.

The women who came before me. The ones who lived boldly, seduced shamelessly, and refused to be tamed.

I am one of them now.

And if something lit up inside you while reading this —If you’ve ever felt like you were meant for more…More pleasure. More power. More presence…

Then welcome to the Naughty Lifestyle.

There’s a red light waiting just for you.

Because this isn’t just about looking sexy. It’s about choosing sensuality. Choosing to lead with desire. Choosing not to shrink — but to expand.

I didn’t build a brand just to sell products. I built an invitation.

For every woman ready to live more boldly, more unapologetically, and more turned on.

Whether you find it through fashion, photography, storytelling, travel —Or just lighting a red lamp in your own bedroom —The Naughty Lifestyle is about reclaiming the space you were told to hide in.

You don’t have to be perfect. You just have to be bold enough to live a life that excites you.

Because the most fascinating women in history weren’t "Good Girls," they were "Naughty Girls" — and they were unforgettable.

Now it’s your turn.

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