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]