ITALICIZED BOOKS I HAVE ALREADY RECIEVED
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Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Book List, Part 1
ITALICIZED BOOKS I HAVE ALREADY RECIEVED
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
different
Monday, December 16, 2013
wanderlust
I've always had the spirit of a traveler. As a self proclaimed hippie I revel in learning other cultures. It fosters understanding and acceptance. Sharing love is very important to me [obviously ;) ].
Touring is so fun for me. Though I've done some European travelling, I have been slacking on seeing America. There are so many places I've been excited to see, and working as an escort has definitely afforded me the opportunity. I love it when you tell me about hidden gems in your city, and love even more when you invite me to accompany you.
Right now I'm in one of my favorite cities, New Orleans, and because I love it here so much I'm in a great mood. So, I'll tell you a little secret...
Next year I will be doing tours in all 50 states! Almost every major US city will get to feel the warm southern breeze...
Are you excited? I am! Feel free to get on touch if you'd like to know my dates for your location. Preferential booking of course if you contact me in advance (so say you've emailed me, PMed me, tweeted me, anything, already. I'll let you know two weeks in advance that I'm headed your way... And who knows what surprise may be in the email you receive)
I can't wait to see you again.
And if we've yet to had the opportunity to meet... Get ready!
Sunday, December 15, 2013
pretty
My skin is something I get commented on fairly regularly. It's even tone, it's soft texture. It's something I take pride in, and maintenance of it is something that is a daily ritual. When I was a small child my skin was so severely dry it would regularly crack and bleed. Medicated lotions and creams and oatmeal baths helped, but nothing really quelled the painful and irritating symptoms. Of course, when I hit puberty, and my skin got more oily, I leveled out, but I've always had a tomboy streak, so scars still marked my legs and arm from play.
As a girl who loves a mini-skirt, or cute dresses, and in general just is girly and likes to be beautiful, this was not a good thing. But the situation has since been rectified. The women of my family gave me some good advice. [I know there's an old saying that 'Black don't crack' and the women in my family do tend to age well, but just leaving it up to nature and hope isn't enough. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, as they also say]
My skin care regiment is rather simple; tons of water is what I drink. I'm a water-aholic. Of course staying well hydrated is fundamental, especially since I do live in Miami. Eating good fats, like those found in one of my favorite foods, avocado, also helps. When I step out of the shower, I rub my body with cocoa butter from head to toe as much as twice daily. I like to stay well moisturized. I do also like regular manicures and pedicures.
My hair is a whole separate ordeal, maintaining beautiful natural curls is fun for me, but it is no joke, and deserves a blog post of it's own.
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Hotel problems
So sometimes I do dumb stuff. Today wasn't an exception...
When you work out of nice hotels, as I do, you try to check in dressed business casual, are always polite to housekeeping, and in general try not to make waves.
But sometimes your name is Colette and you lock yourself outside on a fire escape leading to an alleyway that is locked for some reason. And that's a little embarrassing.
I was standing there, next to another guest's balcony, dressed in torn jeans and an old hoodie from high school just knowing I looked to homeless to be let back in, in the instance that those guest came out to their balcony, in the rain...
Luckily I brought my phone and wasn't outside for long.
But hey. Airhead stuff I do sometimes.
Here's a pic of my boobs :)
Friday, December 13, 2013
food
Thursday, December 12, 2013
thanks!
When I meet with you, you are kind, polite, attentive, and interesting. I've heard great stories [and lovely compliments] I've learned a lot from you, and it's been fascinating. Every day has been a great day and a learning experience worth having.
I love the books I've been given! I've been reading them all snuggled up in bed...
I'll leave you with one of my favorite songs. I hope you enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed you!
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
love
meeting me
As I fancy myself a writer [an aspiring one at best, but a writer nevertheless] I love a well written initial message. If you've read my blog, follow me on twitter, are on my mailing list reading my letters, don't hesitate to mention it when you get in touch for a date. As a woman, I am susceptible to flattery, and knowing you've explored all of the content I've put online and checked me out and just had to have me I can't say I'm not flattered. A woman never gets tired of being told she's beautiful. No matter how she may protest and act demure. And a beautiful girl never gets tired of being noticed as intelligent as well.
The quality of your initial message is directly correlated to how much you'll enjoy our time together. Simple messages usually elicit a simple response from me. Our interaction is far more than physical, and I like to email back and forth, and perhaps exchange phone calls if possible before we meet. I'm a fantasy for you before you even get in touch with me, and I want a chance to have an idea of you in my head so you can be a fantasy for me as well. I want to spend the week leading up to our meet dreaming of what will happen.
What interested you in me? How can I make you happy? What do you do to unwind and escape? I want to be part of that. Beyond fitting into the picture of happiness you hold in your mind, I want to reflect the ideas you have back to you, and expand upon them. I want to fully involve and distract your mind. Letting me get to know you a little before our initial meet up allows me to be a little more creative and better tailor your experience. Simple things like having a drink you like, to more complicated things like hair styles. I'm a barefoot hippie, but would you prefer I answer the door in heels?
P411 and Date-Check do allow for you to fill out profiles with this information, but say you don't have one, or yours isn't filled out, you can whisper all these things to me previous to our meeting.
As with all relationships, the key to happiness is communication. You're reading this, so that means you're listening to me, [well, reading, but you get what I'm saying] and will be a pleasure to be around; you are attentive. Communicate about yourself to me, in turn! I'm excited to get to know you.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
happy ☺
The house I grew up in bordered a forested area I'd cut through and after a short walk be creekside. A mile by the creek would lead to the river, where I'd spent many days. Days riverside, I'd bring a book and a notebook, and sit and read and write. I had a grey and black tabby and sometimes he'd come with me, sitting with me for a while, then running off into the trees to play. He'd usually be back to walk home with me.
One early summer some of the neighbor boys and I put up a tire swing, and on especially hot days, the book would be forgotten for taking long swings into the river and sunning my clothes dry out on the rocks. I was always barefoot. We'd get clay off the river banks and make sad attempts at pottery that always turned into mud fights and crazy clay stuck all in my curls.
The Georgia sun is wonderful, and the sounds of the water rushing and the cicadas are the most soothing sounds to me still. We used to eat the mulberries right off the trees, and I'd go home with my fingers stained red and purple, and the pages I wrote too.
I think these perfect southern summer days are the reason that warm weather and nature make me so happy. I can't lie. I live in South Florida now, and this is in part because when the weather drops below 75 I start getting chilly, and when it's below 65, I no longer want to go outside [though I can be tempted during the fall for hikes in the mountains because, I mean, who can help by love the changing foliage] I love the sun on my skin, the wind in my hair, the rain even.
I love soft grass and being barefoot in it. But hence the barefoot hippie title.
Get outdoors and climb a tree or something ;)
Get happy!
Monday, December 9, 2013
work
Site maintenance is key. Obviously it's important for you to be able to find out about me and answer any questions to find out if I'm the girl you're looking for. Or say we've already met, I'm sure you might want to peep out my pics when you think of me. So I do my best to update the info on my site and my pictures so that it's easy to keep tabs on my ever evolving journey into the world of sex work.
Today I'm going to try to fix my mailing list. A few gentlemen have told me they have been having issues getting signed up, and that's no good! I haven't sent out any official mailing list goodies yet, but once I get it up and running my mailing list will offer VIP client perks. And of course sweet messages from me with a little more personal info. Oh! and candid shots... I'm a selfie junkie, or so I'm told. [It's not vanity, it's the documentarian spirit in me. I have been in customer service in one way or another since I started working [well, except for a stint as a go-go dancer. That was for me :)] and I know how important it is for me to communicate.
The written part of being an escort is much more intensive than one might think. I for sure was surprised. There's much more than taking some pictures and posting some rates. As my service is more personal, I want you to know me before we even meet [hence, the blog, the twitter, the site]. I am very conversational, and I want to know that you'll enjoy your time with me. So I write and I write so that you have plenty to choose from of what to read to know me. Half of escorting is sitting in front of the computer typing, like I'm doing right now. Emails to write, ads to post, site editing, blog entering [entrying? lol].
Luckily, I've always been an aspiring writer and majored in journalism, so my skills were easily converted.
This upcoming week keep checking back, I know I haven't been blogging regularly, what with being home the past several weeks, and the laziness that relaxing inspires... but this week I'll be blogging daily, so keep up with me on my tour through Louisiana! [I attended college here, so who knows you might get to read a drunken entry before I delete in since I have plans with my college roommate, and we always get into trouble]
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
my favorite things
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings..."
Musicals are for sure a favorite thing of mine. In fact I love music in almost any form. The symphony makes me overwhelmed with emotion [I began my classical piano training at the age of four]. Concerts are my addiction, I've in fact been to nearly 700 and have a goal to make it to 1000 by the time I'm 30. Music festivals are one of my summer indulgences, my favorite being Bonnaroo, though it is very very large and that is a deterrent for many people, the environment is wonderful. I've met probably the kindest and most interesting people in my life every time I've been.
Physically, I love massages. Love. I have constant sore muscles due to a rather large cup size [you might have noticed] and a good back massage goes a long way with me. I love being pampered! I could live life in a warm tub with great scents and bubbles and a nice glass of gin [Hendricks is my favorite, but I also love Tanqueray, especially Tanqueray Rangpour] Like most ladies, a trip to a great spa puts me in the best of moods for days after the event.
Outside is my favorite place. At this time of year, a hike through the forest is wonderful. Who doesn't love beautiful foliage. I am more about warmer weather, being southern and all. But the mountains in the fall is amazing. I spent many good times in childhood in mountain cabins in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Georgia. Come spring, I can always go for a rafting trip! It's been a while since I've done one, and rivers/creeks are my favorite bodies of water. I spent a summer [some years ago] learning white water kayaking, and it's definitely something I'm looking to get into more regularly.
I love going out to eat. My life before this was spent bartending and serving, and if there is one thing working in the food service industry teaches you, it is an appreciation of a great meal. My favorite restaurants tend to be the funky cool ones that do a twist on traditional American food, or fusion restaurants that combine American food with taste of a different culture. I am the least picky eater ever [I do have one food allergy that I will alert you to if you're asking me to dinner] and I love trying new things no matter how strange! Brew pubs also tend to be a favorite place of mine. and of course I can't lie, I love a great burger. But I am from Atlanta, and we have the best burger spot in the world, so I don't go for one too much other than when I'm in that town. Beer is something I love learning about, and trying new and different craft brews is something I get very into from time to time [not too often! don't want a beer gut lol] If I'm in your city, bring me a six pack of something great and local!
5. Spa Days
6. Weekend getaways in mountain cabins
therapy
regardless if she's BDSM, GFE, DTF, ANNOYING ACRONYM HERE, we're in the business of quelling desire and curing souls.
Strangers tend to love to tell me their life stories.
It's part of why I knew that being an escort would be something I might just be good at. And part of why I was interested in the idea of being a sex worker. [and why GFE is my absolute title]
I've been in the grocery store with full bitchface on [tough girl make up and an angry expression], and a sweet old lady will tell me everything that happened to her since 1942, just to mention she likes my eyeliner. I don't know what I did to deserve this.
it's kind of a good thing. as an aspiring writer, I guess it's kind of bread and butter for me. I mean, how can I tell a story if I have no stories to tell? I've always been a pretty shitty liar.
It's not that I have a bad imagination, it's just that truth is stranger than fiction. Half the shit that's happened to me in my life, you wouldn't believe anyway. too sensational. don't ask. I mean, I might tell you if we've met a few times, but otherwise... shit's a little too crazy
I think in order to be a good GFE escort, you have to be a good listener, with a long memory. You have to be the type of person that people feel comfortable around, and feel comfortable telling secrets and intimate details to. I haven't been working for very long and I've noticed that. I have always been a caretaker type, and I always get vibes from guys who contact me that they got the nurturing sweet girl vibe from me, and that's part of why they're into me.
They're right. I'm that girl. I love knowing people. I love hearing about other walks of life. I love to cook for people, and nurse their pain. [Not like, sickness, because I'm squeemish, but like, emotional sickness, because.. I guess I know a little about loneliness]
like some of my old bar guest, they just want to get away for a while, have an ear. I feel that. everyone needs an outlet. it's a bit lonely knowing you're talking and no one is listening. no one hears you, no one cares. For years of my life, my only outlet was journaling, and that's like screaming with no sound. Silence. It's cathartic, but it doesn't do anything to quell the feeling of isolation.
I've long been the friend to come to when you needed an ear, good advice, or just wanted a back massage in silence to get away from life and circumstances. I'm a pretty good source of distraction, if I do say so myself.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
my theme song
I'm thinking Brittney came out with "Work Bitch" just for me, since it came out just as I made a decision to be a working girl....
you better work, bitch
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
fucking
I mean, don't get me wrong. I've always been into some hair pulling, ass smacking, wild crazy, multiple positions and locations, wet and dirty, alert the neighbors fucking. I'm just not too into being tied up, or anything like that. for me, I don't like the idea of sex and punishment being tied together. I feel like sex should be a celebration. or a time to unwind. a release. A plethora of good feelings. I'm not into leather and whips. I'm more into sex on a picnic blanket by a river. [there's a reason I call myself hippie bombshell. I'm a hippie. fuck shoes!] But, with that, I'm very open minded, so if introduced to something crazy in a way I could handle, I could probably get down with it.
I mean, that's how I got into back door action. it took time, but my ex was very polite, [and prepared with plenty of lubricant, both of the personal and alcoholic varieties]. He really really wanted a three ring circus.
maybe it helps that I have a very sex positive attitude [and considering a woman's most sexual organ is her mind] I've pretty much achieved an orgasm every time I've even fooled around a bit. but I know that isn't the norm. I read statistics for fun like every other former academic super nerd.
The arrangement was good, in most cases. But, like they always say, it can never last for long. After several beautiful months of random mornings before work, rainy afternoons, and late nights of tiptoeing through houses as not to wake the roommies, it would always happen. the inevitable. the cool chill guy I knew who was too busy with his career, his life, his whatever to make time for relationship building would turn girly on me, and want me to make a lot more promises. I think it's because I can cook. or maybe it's because I give a great back massage [aka blow job]. I don't know what it is. but no matter how much I kept the relationship physical, they'd always fancy themselves in love. and I'd swear they hardly knew me.
sex shouldn't be so complicated. this is part of the reason I made the decision to become an escort. In this industry, I feel like, for the most part, both parties are extremely straightforward. I honestly enjoy the company of a well rounded and established man. I honestly enjoy helping someone forget their worries, at least for a little while [I'm a Cancer, and very nurturing, and sometimes even give really good advice!] I honestly enjoy learning from someone older and wiser. I honestly enjoy uninhibited sexual experiences. and the gentlemen who meet me honestly enjoy a curvy, busty, chocolate, sweet, feisty, smart, funny, hottie.
so I'm here, still anticipating my first review so that I am able to get on a few more sites, and maybe into a meet and greet I hear is going down soon. because not having sex often was not exactly my plan when I decided to be a sex worker. in fact the opposite. half of the fun is fucking.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
being legitimized
Touring is hard as a newbie. I'm sure new clients know my pain. Being verified is very important on both sides. A new client has to find someone to vouch for him or be prepared for a full background check, and yet still might be denied. A new provider, like myself, has to hope that clients will be willing to meet her with no reviews. So maybe it'd be a little better to be on tour as someone that clients have heard of an always wanted to meet. But who knows? I'm hoping to get a review before an upcoming meet and greet, because, not to be cocky, but I know that if this was an in person first kind of business, I'd be killing it. I have a bubbly personality, and am very much a people person. A bit of a charmer. Not to mention my body does not read the same in photographs the way it does in person. When my mentor took pictures of me one day she was shocked at how flat I looked from so many angles. I'm too proportional. It's a good thing, but because I'm so well proportioned, my body appears small and not too curvy in pictures. And I'm very curvaceous!
It's funny, because in my pre-provider life, I didn't have too many sexual partners, but because of their level of satisfaction, and their loose bragging mouths, I basically had a bunch of reviews out there. Every time I was free [aka single, or done with my long-term fwb] I had more options than I had time to explore. Too many people had been told of my sexual prowess. I suppose I'd say I'm good at sex. I don't know. I don't think it's that I'm good, I think it's that I'm enthusiastic, that I honestly enjoy sex, and that I put my best effort into every sexual interaction that I have. But as my male friends have let me know, that's pretty much all most men ask for.
Being on the road is fun though. I love new cities. I love hotel bars so much that that will probably be an entire post of its own. I do hate that we are travelling north, though. I hate the cold more than most people understand.
I honestly can't wait til my later road trips though. Once y'all have had the chance to get to know me, I'm sure I'll get to meet even more outstanding gentlemen. I have to get more confirmation from various sites that I am in fact me, and that my pictures are in fact of me. I was verified on Eros yesterday, and I don't know if you could understand how excited it made me!
I'm excited about doing this for a living, but a lot of trust is involved in a meeting, and I haven't earned mine yet... I'm ready for playtime, but I do prefer a man who prefers a girl who is legit, so waiting is fine.
the best is yet to come :)
Monday, September 30, 2013
let's get it on
I'm a wild haired busty, mouthy, sweet, fun escort made in Atlanta, played in France, cooked in Louisiana, polished like silver, and ready to start my career.
my trajectory is infinite because my spirit is hopeful and my beginners luck was grand, in that I met a great mentor straight out of the gate.
A journalism major [I'm learning that's a bit typical for girls in this lifestyle] naturally I'm blogging my escapades [discreetly of course].
don't worry, clients will not be mentioned by name or physical description, any stories about them will not be posted on or near actual dates of meeting or with any specific location details.
This blog is for me [and for you] to learn a little about my experiences as an escort in training [the only way to learn in this business is by doing]
I'll share some of the good advice passed to me by my teacher [but not all of it, she deserves secrets so she can write a book]
mostly, hopefully, it'll be fun anecdotes, stories about the road, and a heavy dose of my feelings/observations.
I hope you get into it.
I'm a weirdo. You're in for a ride.
[and if you're really into getting a great ride, check out my site for booking info ;)]