Who the Hell is Jenni Dantor?

I spent years climbing ladders that promised everything and cost me myself. Corporate success. Global MBA. High-level finance roles across continents. On paper? I was thriving. In my body? I was barely there. That disconnection had been programmed into me from childhood. We grow up in societies where our bodies, desires, and expressions are constantly policed. The corporate world just reinforced it in me: be smaller, be quieter, be more palatable. Then one day, I walked into a sensual movement class. And something cracked open. I found a reconnection to my body and desires. I discovered Ballroom, where I could boldly express & perform on my own terms. Black feminist thinkers such as Audre Lorde, bell hooks, and Angela Davis, taught me that the erotic is revolutionary and that returning to my body was resistance. I stopped apologizing and started celebrating. I went from spreadsheets to stages, winning international titles as a Ballroom Sex Siren, including Women's Sex Siren of the Year in Paris and performing at venues like Arsenic and Montreux Jazz Festival. Now, I guide women and femmes through a similar journey. This is where corporate discipline meets sensual liberation. Where your body stops being a problem and becomes a sanctuary. Not bad for a little accountant girl from Nebraska, who was taught to fear her own power.