Amsterdam's Dagblad Interview
The accompanying newspaper article in the Amsterdams Dagblad was written by a good friend of Xaviera Hollander; Olivier Mouwe.
Happy Hooker kijkt terug op een Happy Life - Amsterdams dagblad
DIA HUIZINGA
In Amsterdam on a summery afternoon 1997 my good American friend, the well known Eddy Woods who had been living in Holland for the last 10 years invited me and some friends who all loved listening to or reading our own poetry out loud. It all took place in a lovely and cozy café in the heart of Amsterdam called Co Meier. I walked in on my own but had made a date with a few other poets who were waiting for me there.
It was a warm event and the bar was quite packed with many different birds of paradise. As I walked through the entrance and into the place where I had noticed some of my friends in search of a chair for myself, I noticed a cute butch looking young lesbian getting up from her chair and pointing at the chair to me that I could take over her place as she was going to the bar to start reading some of her own poetry.
In a jiffy I sat down on the wooden chair and to my delight I could feel the warmth under my pussy as I was wearing a summery thin dress and suddenly I realized it had to be her own body heat that caused me to feel suddenly very warm and horny. Well... that evening after we actually introduced each other to one another after she read some of her delightful poems... I may well say that that evening was the beginning of our lifelong friendship and we were lovers for about 5 years. Her name was and still is ANNETTJE DIA HUIZINGA. I also kept my freedom to sleep with a few of my regular male lovers. We always had a non committal affaire but basically still love each other as close friends. Even today anno 2025 while I have been married for over 20 years with my dutch husband PHILIP, WE MAKE IT A HABIT TO GET TOGETHER ONCE EVERY FEW WEEKS FOR A DELICIOUS MEAL COOKED BY HIM.
Dia is about ten years younger than I am and is a darn good storyteller as well as poet, but also a fanatic swimmer and gay and lesbian swimmers coach. She has travelled the world for many years accompanying the world wide known singer Melanie (Beautiful People!) as a roady.
Laura Desiree, It has been a delight to have met you a few years ago and now notice how world famous you have become apparently as the ultimate Sex Goddess of this century. Since I have been the sex advisor for Penthouse Magazine in 4 different countries for about 24 years and seriously regret the fact that that magazine no longer exists in the USA I would like to ask you to propose the brand new PLAYBOY MAGAZINE in the USA to hire the two of us as sex advice columnists together. Most likely they will adore your gorgeous tall and sexy near-naked body for a picture column as well. Spring is in the air and my darling Husband Philip and I look forward having you under our Happy House Bed and Breakfast roof in Amsterdam soon again.
An exciting website with striptease acts for older people, which never shows fully naked porn actors and actresses, but is still spicy enough to make even the oldest attendees on the edge of their seats look on in amazement.
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THE HUGE THICK BOOK LONKA PROJECT
The power of life, a photographic tribute to the last holocaust survivors around the world.
This beautiful big impressive book has been compiled by a very good childhood friend of mine, who lived in Spain at the time and the book actually starts with the life and death story of his own father, a well-known artist from Spain who is called GINO HOLLANDER and now the monkey comes out of the sleeve... we have all known each other for more than half a century and Gino's son JIMMY is now one of the most famous photographers who has compiled this book.
And there on page 91 is a beautiful photo of a certain XAVIERA HOLLANDER, WHO IS ALSO ONE OF THESE THOUSANDS OF VICTIMS.
"XAVIERA "VERA" DE VRIES was born in June 1943 as the daughter of a Dutch Jewish doctor and a mother of French and German descent in Surabaya, the Japanese-occupied Dutch East Indies, which later became Indonesia. She spent the first years of her life in a Japanese-run internment camp. In her twenties, she moved from Amsterdam to Johannesburg and later to New York City. She was secretary of the Dutch consulate in Manhattan, but left and became a call girl and madam under the name Xaviera Hollander, earning about $1,000 a night. She opened her own brothel and quickly became known as the most important lady in New York City. She was arrested in 1971 for prostitution and left the US for Canada. Her book The Happy Hooker was published in 1971. She wrote many more books after that, including Child No More: A Memoir in 2002 and she wrote a monthly advice column in Penthouse magazine titled Call Me Madam. She has been married twice and has had many lovers. She runs a bed and breakfast in her hometown of Amsterdam and has produced and directed many theater productions in Amsterdam."
LINDA MAGAZINE
XAVIERA HOLLANDER (81) IS B&B OWNER AND FORMER GRANDE DAME OF THE SEX INDUSTRY
RECENTLY I HAD A CONVERSATION WITH SOMEONE WHO IS GOING TO ARRANGE IT ALL FOR ME: EUTHANASIA, CREMATION, EVERYTHING. The papers have been signed. It will be a farewell with a few close friends and then, the next day or so, a funeral service, also here in the house. No, not with me there! Please, that doesn't look good, does it? I have already been cremated by then and my urn can be placed on a shelf in the living room, or else outside, next to my mother's tombstone. That is a glass plate, which I picked up at Zorgvliet, when her grave was going to be cleared. You don't think I'm going to pay a thousand euros a year for a place I can never go to again, do you?
I have osteoporosis, osteoporosis. It's been going fast in recent years, I've become a lot shorter. There is a whole manual for how the pain in my neck and knees can be massaged away. I have one of those stand-up chairs and a walker, but if I flicker over, I'm done with it immediately. And I don't go to a rehabilitation center, where they come to wipe my ass every day. Then I prefer to keep control myself. For example, one of my wishes is that the twenty-minute documentary they made about my life will be shown during that farewell meeting. And that my LP Happily Hooked, together with the books I have written, will be sold. I don't have any use for that money anymore - but my husband Philip does. He is ten years younger and has to continue in this house for a while.
There will be snacks and drinks, of course, and I have a lot of friends in the music and theater world, so I do think they will sing for me. Preferably something from Shaffy or Edith Piaf. Aznavour is also allowed. If I choose a summer day, I can easily accommodate forty people, with the garden included. Maybe I should choose my next birthday as the date of death, June 15, which is usually a beautiful day. For my 81st I got a burlesque striptease show as a gift. Actually, it would be appropriate to get such an act during that last party as well. There will be a lot of prostitutes anyway. Sex and prostitution are back in fashion. I think that, in these times of war and misery, is a nice thought. In any case, it has given me a rich life or, let me put it this way: kept the death wish that I always had as a Japanese camp child at a distance. I hope people will remember me as a fun loving, sex loving girl.
If I may give one message myself, it would be the words of the Russian writer Sergei Yesenin, who died far too young: in this world you can search for everything, except love and death. They find you when the time comes.'
Lea Vivot
Hi dear Xaviera and lifelong friend,
As you may know, my husband, a highly respected and well-known Canadian veterinarian, committed suicide while sending me and our son Erik to get a cup of soup from the house.
We had no idea that he would use the same needle he gave to the horses to put them to sleep when they reached the end of their lives. This is apparently how he wanted to die, but he always talked about living as a man and dying as a man... no tubes hanging from his body!!!
We were shocked to see that he was already dead, but it was his life, his choice... He had lymphoma and realized he had no chance of surviving this, but we, his family, were in shock.
Here are some beautiful photos taken in our beautiful garden in Canada. Lots of big red flowering trees and of course some of my favorite images. As you probably recall, when I was born in Czechoslovakia, I was found shortly afterwards on a wooden bench with hardly any clothes attached to my small body.
Later in my life, I married this world-famous wealthy Canadian vet at a young age and moved into his house, which you can see in the attached photo with all those beautiful red trees and many images I took. At a much younger age I had started making animal sculptures, as you can see in another beautiful photo of mine. Miraculously, with the wonderful help of my son, I became world famous within a few years. I bought myself a nice apartment in sunny Acapulco and we traveled around the world together.
Some smiles for today...
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The biggest joke on mankind is that computers have begun asking humans to prove they aren't a robot.
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It's weird being the same age as old people.
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Last night the internet stopped working so I spent a few hours with my family. They seem like good people.
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If Adam and Eve were Cajuns they would have eaten the snake instead of the apple and saved us all a lot of trouble.
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Weight loss goal: To be able to clip my toenails and breathe at the same time.
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My idea of a Super Bowl is a toilet that cleans itself.
These are from a book called "Disorder in the Court" and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and published by court reporters, who had the torment of staying straight-faced, while the exchanges were taking place.
ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
ATTORNEY: Are you sexually active?
WITNESS: No, I just lie there.
ATTORNEY: How old is your son, the one living with you?
WITNESS: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which
ATTORNEY: How long has he lived with you?
WITNESS: Forty-five years.
ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn’t it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?
WITNESS: Are you shitting me?
ATTORNEY: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: And what were you doing at that time?
WITNESS: Getting laid.
ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?
WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.
ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female?
WITNESS: Unless the Circus was in town I'm going with male.
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