Once upon a time...

...I was surfing bag & shoe porn on the PurseForum and stumbled on a picture of a girl in her early 20's posing in a hotel lobby with a man in his 50's. Photo caption said something like "Me with my daddy at xxx". OK she had her skyhigh Loubies, black Chanel 2.55 and a nice skimpy shiny dress and my first reaction was oh wow, but of course there are SBs on tPF =D

Sentiment of the day

I'm seriously thinking about ordering this necklace.

Mr Accent is coming to meet me on Saturday next week, so I have a week to start feeling like a lady again and not a desperate ho. Thanks to all the potentials I've been talking to lately....

Accomplishments so far = nothing

Ok not really, I have met amazing people (mostly online), fine tuned my goals and wishes and kept my faith. September was grazy and busy, work was hectic and left me little time to spend time with real life friends. Some evenings were spent emailing/skyping/talking on the phone with potentials...

Right now I'm talking with 4 serious contenders (Mr Accent and Mr French still among them) and with 3 others emailing is still at an early stage. I have learned some patience, these guys just can't fly off on a short notice and luckily they are gentlemen and don't demand me traveling to meet them. I'd love that though, and probably will do that with couple of them, otherwise we'll never meet.

Mr Accent is already excited about house hunting with me. He's looking for a new house in London, preferably in Mayfair, so yes, sir, I'm excited as well. We talk on the phone several times a week plus some emails, we have so much in common... The plan is for him to come see me next weekend, keep your fingers crossed! Mr French gives me a nagging feeling something is amiss, so I won't put much effort on him. Mr Travel whom I mentioned in an earlier post, emails/texts me maybe once a week, at the moment he's in Asia. I have no idea does he travel for business or purely for fun, all he does is fun.. I'm tempted to scream oh come on, lets meet already for the first time and we'll finally see are we a match, a little detour to see me is not a problem for you! But I'll refrain myself, it will happen if it's meant to be.And then there is Mr Newbie, also from London. He contacted me on Facebook with his official profile, so he was easy to check out and google. He has never been a SD, but hopes to find a mature mistress to spoil and spend time enjoying concerts, theatre, fine dining and walks in the park (haha not really, but he really wants to spend quality time with his mistress). My location is not a problem and he's willing to compensate my time in a very generous way. Hopefully we'll talk more next week, and for him I'll probably fly to London in two weeks.

Oops what a long post and nothing really exciting in it. I'm hoping your sugar life is more fulfilling than mine. Now I'm off to enjoy the glorious autumn day!

From here to there and everywhere

The first real sugar date left me cold, but no worries. Signing in on a new SD site opened new doors for me. Ok they're British and they're looking for a girlfriend/wife, but I'm not getting any younger either. I sent about 6 messages to millionaires in London (income £+500K and net worth £+1M) and have been actively emailing with 3. Just got off the phone with one of them and waiting for another to call me.

Mr Accent was genuinely interested in me (oh how many times have I said that before..), we talked about life in general, travelling, our jobs and normal everyday stuff. We'll keep in touch and schedule a date for next week. In one of my emails I asked him what does he think of the fact that if we hit it off, I will become his live-in girlfriend and will not continue working. He answered that's exactly what he's looking for, hooray! I'm so ready for the 3-4 carat engagement ring =DMr French should call later today and with him I'm determined to arrange a date for this weekend, hopefully in London including some shopping. He lives in Regent's Park, loves to travel and enjoy the high life. He's looking for something more serious as well and as a bonus could teach me proper French. I can already envision the orange Hermès boxes coming my way....

The chase is addicting... I'm tempted to surf the sites again this evening, but I try not to... Anyone else have symptoms of a sugar search addiction?

Eeny meeny miny mo

The date with Mr Germany went ok. Nothing spectacular, he wanted to walk from his hotel to the restaurant. Ok nice, except the hotel was not in the city center. I made him take the subway. Should've known this is not going to be good. I showed him some sights on the way and during dinner we politely talked about travelling and the cities we have visited so far. Definitely no sparks flying and he got drunk after having half a bottle of wine? Seriously =D I'm not a drunk, but I do like my quality wine. And after dinner, more walking. Thank gawd I wasn't wearing my highest heels! I started to feel a bit exasperated and the final blow was him telling me about these great hotels deals he always gets on Priceline. Thank you, good night & take care.

After I got home a potential SD from London (income £+1M, net worth £+1M) called and things started to look more positive once again. He travels constantly and sometimes needs a lovely companion to share the experiences and some witty conversation. In his first email he had asked what would I want to do and I gave him 3 of my most exotic wishes for travel. Oh well, he has done them all =D Now he's checking the best place in Europe for us to meet and he himself noted that he will get me my own hotel room, first date is just for us to get know each other. Let's hope he delivers!

There are couple of other potentials as well, but I'll get back to them if need be, they need some gentle coaxing about the allowance in general... yeah, they're British ;D

Wow, he was quick...

I had e-mailed with this American man in Germany for couple of days, just exchanging the preliminary info, hobbies, likes etc. Then he suddenly says this is all so nice to chat online, but I would like to talk to you in person. Ok I think we'll talk on the phone later, but then the next day I have a message: "I'd like to take you to dinner next weekend, I'll be in your city on Friday". Ummmm okay. So now I have a sugar date on Saturday!

It's all nice and everything, I would learn a thing or two from him, but I'm not 100 % sure he's a SD for me. He has some not so normal characteristics, but seems really normal and easy to get along with nonetheless. I'm a bit worried I'm too materialistic and airhead for him =D Plus he's more of a travel daddy and I really would prefer an allowance daddy. But I'll keep an open mind, I would LOOOOVE to be able to travel all over the Europe, and that's his plan, to see and explore all the cities in Europe.

So, on Saturday we'll see if we have any chemistry! And if nothing else, he can tick off one city from his list.

Drama free?

The men want drama free fun. I don't know but I have a feeling that fun is all they're gonna get with some girls... Ok it's so easy to exaggerate online as nobody else knows the truth, but some of the recent incidents in the sugarworld has left me a bit miffed. I may be too old for this shit. I may be too serious or think too much.

But who cares, I still believe there is someone for me, too. Someone is going to appreciate having me as their oasis in the storm, relieved to have genuinely drama free companionship.

Stay safe.

Ripe tomatoes are the juiciest

Loved Eden's comment on my last blog: I am not a sugar baby, I am a novice courtesan. Reading her comment it dawned on me, that's something I have thrived for all along. To be a trusted and respected mistress of an affluent and powerful man. For me that's pretty much the same as a sugar baby, just with more life experience under my belt. And the outcome is just the same, compensation for the time and affection of a lady.

Hopefully the gentleman I'm meeting on Wednesday will qualify, then I would have the two regular benefactors all lined up and I could stop searching for a while. MrEnergy sent a lovely thank you note on Sunday night, he's already planning our next meeting. So sweet...

Stretching languorously...

Mmmm what a lovely Sunday. Just got back home from a date with MrEnergy. He is one of those who replied to my latest ad (PPP) and in his message described an arrangement. He's 57, lives some 400 kilometres away, travels extensively and is a true gentleman.

We met for drinks in a bar and when he saw me, his smile told it all, it's a deal. He had a colleague with him, but we made it look like we just met at the bar when MrEnergy was fetching more drinks. Maybe he figured it out, who knows, but he was a charming fellow, too. After a while we went to another bar that was quite empty, so me and MrEnergy started talking about going to another venue that's surely packed, thinking we could just slip out unnoticed in the crowd. Colleague had already set his eyes on some gorgeous brunette, so he just waved his hand to us. Clean getaway =)

We walked to his hotel hand in hand and spent a romantic and passionate night together. He treated me like a queen, everything was for my enjoyment. Well I have nothing against that =) In the morning we said goodbyes and he was sure we'll meet again, "I could not have imagined what would I find answering that ad, you are so charming and this feels so natural and right". I kissed him the last time, winked and put on my sunglasses.

I consider this wad of bills my first sugar. I love living in a greyscale world.

New layout - what do you think?

Blogger has some new exciting layouts to choose from, I'm having tons of fun trying out different colour schemes. What do you think of the new look of my little diary?

Tomato is a tomahto is a tomatho

I have had interesting discussions about my experiment of a SB posing as an escort. Haha yeah, am I clever or what =D I don't know if it is a cultural thing, sugar baby/daddy -concept is quite unknown up here. And still it is exactly what they are looking for. They want the continuity, chemistry, getting to know you better and so on. They want to see once or twice a month for dinners, theatre, art exhibitions and so forth. They want to talk and cuddle, feel wanted. They send me their pictures to make sure I like them. In a way I understand them not wanting to pay in advance, there are not that many millionaires around here. They are just regular guys earning a bit more than the average joe.

Of course most of those who have sent me messages are looking for a fling. I'm still baffled why do these old married men think a woman would want to date them intentionally for nothing? Sure there are plenty of women wanting something on the side (so go to a bar to find those skanks, loser), but I try to use discreet codewords in my ads to make sure they understand I'm not one of those ladies. That's surprisingly difficult as the sites I use have blocked some words like support, upkeep, assistance.

In my reply to these potential clients (does that sound too harsh?), I have outlined quite specifically what I offer and what I expect. I need the chemistry, I'm not a professional, we need to feel the spark and the meetings must be as natural as with a regular girlfriend. I'm not coming to meet someone in a hotel room for an hour, I'm too classy for that, and I wish it to become long term relationship. And the money, I'm asking waaaaay more than an escort. If I can find 2-3 charming gentleman, who want to meet me once a month, I would make almost the same as a SB whose daddy might want to hook up every week. Not a bad situation in my opinion. Maybe a bit transactional, but I sure as hell am not selling myself short, do the math.

And the pot in Amsterdam. When I brought up the sugar, he got all surprised I had a business plan on mind, he thought covering the weekend trips was it. Umm, we met on SDFM.com, mister. I replied very politely reminding him about that fact and that he would make some regular woman from match.com very very happy. His answer? "Why are you so rude? I can get hookers easier than this, I'm not desperate, you will die a very bitter woman.". Oh well, all the best to you, too =D

thank you Butterfly for the title of this post =)

New beginnings

It's been a while... Since the last post I've actively searched for sugar, enjoyed the summer, gotten tired of the search, sworn to quit sugarworld, got back on track, got a new local SB-friend, worked my ass out in the gym, and so on. There has been some nice potentials, but I don't know... Not gonna bore you with those sad stories =) Then I decided to try another way of approaching the locals. Yes, the notorious pay per play.

Someone on SA-blog just said that the British guys really don't grasp the idea of regular sugar and the same thing is a problem here, or at least I'm not succeeding. So why not make it sound like PPP, but make it sugar. I did a research on an escort site to check out their rates and then put up an ad on a local site in the lines of "do you visit the town regularly for business, why not get a girlfriend to spend some quality time with to make the trips more pleasurable with dinners, theatre and so on". And lo and behold, I have gotten tons of answers and they all want an ongoing relationship that can only be described as an arrangement! Tadaa, you can't change the players, so tweak your strategy to attract the target group, silly me for not doing that before.

So far there are no dates set, just couple of promising potentials that are very interested. I will definitely keep you posted how this pans out. But now I'm off to e-mail a potential SD in Amsterdam =) weekends in the South of France and Spain, oooh yes, please...

Still alive and kicking with hints of sugar in the air

Well, not exactly kicking, but feeling optimistic (have I said that many times already and nothing ever materializes?). Oh well, it's summer, it's two weeks until my summer holiday (4 weeks of absolutely no plans), I got a big raise at work and I have 4 potentials lined up.

Met a 60 year old consultant last night for drinks. He's very charming and polite, but the question of sugar is still out in the open. He wants us to get to know each other better first (yeah right) and when we are sure this would be a long term affair, then maybe we can go shopping together. I'm afraid he thinks just buying me dinners and cooking for me at my place equals as sugar, so I might have to *next* him. Too bad as he really was fun to be with and he could be my mentor as well, as he works in a field that I'm involved. I'll probably have dinner with him the following week to have a serious talk.

Then there's this 36 year old businessman, who loves older women and has some sexual preferences that his wife won't tolerate. And it's nothing more than coming on my face (I actually like it), where do these women come from? We're meeting next week as he doesn't live in my city. That's a good thing as then we can meet at his hotel and not at my place. That's one thing I don't like about the local guys, they think it's a given that I host them and I'm a bit uncomfortable with that...

Tomorrow I'm meeting a CEO of a family owned company with net revenue close to 150 million euros (that's quite ok by local standards). He's looking for a wife and he sure as hell can afford one staying at home, as he actually owns the whole company! Yes, he's a grand-grandson of the founder.

And then the best one, a hottie 50something in Paris. I'm probably jinxing the whole thing, but I MIGHT be going to Paris tomorrow and he understands completely that I'm not having sex with him and want my own pre-paid hotel room. Oh the dream, again. He could teach me French, I would get to explore the city with a local guide and the allowance... 3000 euros + generous shopping for meetings twice a month. I'm just hoping he's as charming as he sounds on the phone and doesn't poof =) Keep your fingers crossed, please!

Oh yes and I have found the joy of sugar hunting IRL! Earlier this week I went out with a friend to this local bar very well known as the hunting place for the older folks ;) And oh boy was there sugar all over! Older foreign men in sharp suits! So we're going back next week and with sharpened nails. Beware the sugar starved lady! =D

Gardening and a fast food empire? Yes, please...

Just got home from a quick coffee date with the local potental, who is looking for a wife. Let's call him PastaPot, as I'm pretty sure I'll have more to tell about him in the future. He's 40something with a small pot belly and he owns one the largest fast food chains in my country. He doesn't travel that much to need a companion, he's not working 24/7 anymore and when I asked what duties would I have as his wife, he said "oh well, it would be nice to have someone to take long walks with, go to the gym, travel occasionally to somewhere warm and to take care of the large garden that is quite neglected now". Okay, that sounds reasonable =D

I felt very relaxed with him and he laughed at my jokes (always a good sign). We talked like old pals and even started planning how his company could use Facebook in marketing, love impressing the guys with my ideas. And we are meeting for dinner next week. I'm keeping my fingers crossed!

Oh for crying out loud

All I can do is laugh, really. 2500pot got the boot, he has completely misunderstood all my mails and phone conversations about the allowance I'm looking for. He actually thought I would travel back and forth to Paris to see him EVERY weekend just because he would rent the apartment there and pay for my flights. Ummmm, yes, you read it right, just the flights basically. No compensation for my time, gifts etc. My English is NOT that bad, buddy, and you're not that attractive to get my attention for nothing. *NEXT*

The local "jackpot" wanted to meet for champagne & strawberries in a hotel room. Ummmmm, yeah right. After my polite e-mail that I'm not meeting anyone in a hotel room for the first time, but we may still meet somewhere public: poof. What is it with thee guys??? I'm a goddamn honest, sincere, beautiful and intelligent, and they treat me like a whore? Aaargh. I'm off to down a glass a champagne by myself, thank you very much!

Have a better Friday everyone! =)

Local potentials & European negotiations

Work and other real life activities have taken most of my time, but I'm still searching for the one SD. 2500pot wants me to relocate to Paris, otherwise no allowance, just the living and traveling expences paid (he'd rent an apartment for us in Paris and would pay for my apartment in my home town, as well). I could do that, traveling between Paris and home, I would actually LOVE to be able to stay in Paris regularly, but IDK. The discussion with him has gotten a bit tedious, a little too much transactional for my taste. He has also already said "no more other boyfriends", ummm, wtf, a bit too early for that kind of comments? I'll probably let him poof in peace... SurprisePot has disappeared again after his Chinese trip, but I'm still hoping he might resurface as he warned work would be very hectic for the rest of May. Couple of London potentials have come and gone, not hoping anything from there...

And then there are two local potentials. The other one is most likely looking for a wife, so I need to thread lightly with him. If he's a gem, why not, but so far I don't have enough info on him to determine that. And then the jackpot, if we have the chemistry.

We exchanged e-mails in January and then he disappeared, only to come back last week. "Lost your e-mail address", yeah right, but I'll give him the benefit of a doubt. He's a businessman in his 50's, looking for a distraction for his dull everyday life, a travel companion to share experiences, and is willing to support me as a lady should be supported. No talk about euros yet, I'll save that for the first date. He wants to take care of my expences and to compensate for my time in a way that will keep me motivated, plus naturally all the champagne. Gotta love that subtle way of defining an arrangement. If our schedules permit, we'll meet on Friday for... ta-daa, some champagne.

Will keep you posted and hoping to get some real sugar stories to share soon =) I've been too lazy to comment on anyones blogs, but I do read them religiously. Luv'ya all!

It's summer!

I have found out the French guys perversions and I'm ok with them. Let's just say that we share similar interests. I'll call him 2500pot from now on, as he would give me 2500 euros on top of all my living expences, bills and traveling to him in Paris. "Just for you to save", he said, and I would be very happy with the total allowance. We were supposed to meet this weekend, but due to the little bit too hasty timetable we cancelled that. We've talked on the phone and exchanged more e-mails, we'll see where this leads. Can't wait to get to Paris and meet Sandie, too =)

Earlier this week I got a very nice surprise. A pot that I had thought had poofed, sent an e-mail apologizing for his disappearance, he had been to China and out there it's almost impossible to surf the Internet freely. He's very keen on talking more with me. He sounds like "a real SD", wanting to proceed with my pace to make me comfortable, he would come to see me for the first date etc. He's married of course, but refreshingly the arrangement wouldn't be a secret. "We have no secrets, she will be informed, not involved". Sneaking around extra carefully is a hassle and strains so much of ones energy, so they have beautifully honest approach that I appreciate. He travels constantly and we'll talk more next week, when he'll be back to the civilized world.

And now I'm off to do some shopping with my friend! I'm her personal shopper with my keen eye on colour and understanding her style. Have a wonderful weekend everyone!

Banker businessman millions billions gifts first class oh finally give me some of that

Banker from London poofed. What a surprise, but truth to be told, I'm quite disappointed as he seemed to be so nice, sincere and just my type. Oh well, live and learn. But if he gets back to me, I will be very happy about it as I already named him HermèsSD, wonder why ;D

Right now I'm talking with a French businessman about going to Paris for the weekend. He's married (quelle surprise), hopes to have me on call 24/7 just for him and offers a verrrry nice allowance, actually 1000 euros more than what I'd be moderately happy with. I love that, because I would be able to quit my day job that I HATE. All I have to do is to find out his secret perversions and intolerable habits, hah. Of course I'm not leaving without the regular safety precautions (plane tickets and hotel room paid for and confirmed, plus some spending money). Once again all I can say is let's see =)

What are your "basic demands" for a potential SD to make you feel safe enough to fly out to see him?

I should remember to take care of ME

I shouldn't be shopping, really, but yesterday I found myself trying on couple of dresses again. And oh my what lights they had in the fitting room. My derriere looked huge and dimpled =0 I need a full body exfoliation and moisturizing anti-age treatment! And a personal trainer to move my lazy ass!

One of the less important things I want to get done some day is Lasik or something similar to correct my vision. After that of course I need to have something done about the bags under my eyes, so little more laser *zap zap says laser*. And there are some fine wrinkles on my neck *zap zap*. I've never understood how some women cut themselves into unrecognizable barbies (think Heidi whatshername), but oh boy have I changed my mind about the less evasive treatments as the years go by. All that sunbathing when younger is now showing the effects...

Oh well. HermesSD-pot (the banker form London) is still coming this way and another interesting potential contacted me on SA.com. Happy times for this wannabe-SB =)

Slowly getting there... maybe

Rejection has become easy. Rejecting has become easy. I'm not letting any of that shadow the journey, even if it is really boring and tedious every now and then. I'm not going to let anything drag me down or force me to settle. I know what I have to give to my future SD.

Right now I'm waiting for one new potential to get back to me about a date in my home town. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, as he feels so right. He's a 50something banker from London. We have similar values, we share the same interests, his wishes for an arrangement are similar to mine, we can talk openly and are both a bit surprised about all of it. Let's hope he doesn't get cold feet. I already bought a new peacock green silk dress for the date =D