So, I've gotten some questions and comments as to what I look like. Am I Asian? Am I black? I'm not blonde? etc.
Since I am lazy and slightly rushed for time I thought I would address those questions in a post.
I am 5'5" with long loosely curly and unruly brown hair that is an inch below my shoulders in the front, and a little longer (and curlier) in the back. I wear dark rimmed glasses, have straightish white teeth and a killer smile.
My body type is not what is considered 'attractive' to the standards, it was en-vogue when Marilynn Monroe was a sex kitten, and pin up girls were en-vogue; a true and natural hour glass figure.
I have a natural 32 F chest (yes, the letter after E), I have hips that are meant to bear children and cause me to wear a size ten. I have my pants tailored to close the embarrassing 'panty showing' gap you get in pants that require more room for that.
My feet are between a 7.5 and 8.5, and I don't have perfect porcelain or blemish free skin. In fact I have dark circles under my eyes and wear makeup (like nearly every SB out there) to conceal them.
As far as coloring, I look like a mix between Italian, Greek, and Jewish heritages when, in fact, I am Mexican, Native American, and French.
I have tattoos around both wrists and on both forearms, as well as piece that covers my entire back and a small one three inches below my belly button.
My eyes are the color of melted milk chocolate in sunlight, and my lashes are thick and full and black. My cheek bones are not high and my ears do NOT stick out (yet).
I am average height and considered more 'cute' or 'pretty' than stunning or gorgeous.
I work my ass off to find pot SD's who are interested in me. I am charming, down to earth, drug free, and no non-sense. I fill the niche I fit in, and I don't mind being in that niche.
I love who I am and if the pot sugar daddy doesn't, he can admire my firm round apple bottom ass as I walk away in my bright red stilettos!
Adventures of a Sparkling New Sugar Baby
The adventures of a brand new Sugar Baby with helpful tips and hints for others new to the Sugar world.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Quick Update, More Ideas, and Being Up Front
Hey Sparklers and Veterans alike!!
SoooOOOoooo, last time I posted I had a meeting with a new pot SD.... it didn't go well. :-/ Let's start there.
I accidentally called this pot SD (we will call him Glasses from now on), I had been meaning to call a gal pal to see if she wanted to go out for a bite and a drink, but I mis-dialed. I asked him out for the night instead, he seemed down to meet, and we agreed on two hours from that time (8:09 pm, yeah I'm weird like that).
So, I rushed home to change and make myself as cute as I could possibly be in thirty-five minutes (w/ dinner tossed in). I tried on ten different outfits, and finally settled on a large shirt with a cute little vest, black leggings and black boots with a neat design. Super cute.
He said he would call me before he left, or text, I got neither. I was thinking, "Hmmmm. What's going on here?", I gave him a call and left a couple messages on my way downtown. I sent a couple texts too, to let him know I was nearly there or there.
The place we chose to meet is an upscale martini bar (I know, alcohol bad, tsk tsk) in the nicer part of downtown (this is important for later).
I didn't see him, so I ordered a drink (strawberry mojito = tall glass, easy to nurse) and sat at the main public table in the center of the bar.
I made small talk with a nice older couple, sipped, checked my phone... older couple left... and two tall and very attractive gentlemen take the seats across from me.
The gentlemen (I'll call them, "Cousin A and B") were very friendly, sweet, kind and funny. Finally Cousin A decides to ask me if I was there with anybody, I mention I had a blind date, at this point (30 minutes after he should have been there) I send a text stating, "You stood me up, Nice. Have a good one."
I continue talking to the Cousins and they invite me to a different place for dinner, and I don't agree to nor decline the invitation.
Glasses finally shows up, an HOUR LATER!!!! He walks in the door in dark jeans and dark shoes and a ratty gross t-shirt. I duck behind the cousins, and they don't see him until after the third time of my pointing him out.
Cousin A tells me to just be honest with him and tell him I am not interested. So, I figure that I have nothing to lose, the conversation goes as follows:
"Hi. I'm _____. Really, is that what you're wearing?"
Glasses, "I just got off work."
"And? You work from home, right?"
"Yeah."
"Look. I just got off work too, and this took me thirty minutes tops to put together and I ate dinner in that time too, plus I had to drive home first. And you couldn't be bothered to put on a clean shirt? Really?!? I have to be honest. Based on what you're wearing, the fact that you were late, the fact that you didn't call, and some of the other previous comments you made; I am not interested. So, thank you, but no thank you. I am going to finish my drink and leave."
Glasses, "Can I come over and sit down and talk at least?"
"Look. I'm not interested. Have a good night."
And we parted ways. Needless to say he was a younger pot SD, but I felt that any man who can't be bothered to put on a nice shirt AND shave, is probably one that can't be bothered with me. Show some class.
As Brandon states in his book, Sugar Baby doesn't want a Sugar Daddy who doesn't take care of himself. Bill Gates got a stylist, and YOU CAN TOO!!
Ok. That being said, I met with another pot SD in an area a bit father from me, I have a nice gift (which I will show you a photo of), and he has been a complete gentleman. He paid for travel (including hotel and taxi, etc), and meals as well. He is very sweet, kind, a cordial. And Funny!
I also have another meeting in San Francisco with another pot SD who I have only spoken to on the phone.... And also another meeting with a pot SD at the end of the month... things are looking up after a few bad fits and starts, but I think we just have to hang in there ladies (and gents, for you males out there).
I can't post the picture, but cherry red coach purse, new fancy undies, and some sweet godiva chocolate.... Thank you daddy. ;-P
SoooOOOoooo, last time I posted I had a meeting with a new pot SD.... it didn't go well. :-/ Let's start there.
I accidentally called this pot SD (we will call him Glasses from now on), I had been meaning to call a gal pal to see if she wanted to go out for a bite and a drink, but I mis-dialed. I asked him out for the night instead, he seemed down to meet, and we agreed on two hours from that time (8:09 pm, yeah I'm weird like that).
So, I rushed home to change and make myself as cute as I could possibly be in thirty-five minutes (w/ dinner tossed in). I tried on ten different outfits, and finally settled on a large shirt with a cute little vest, black leggings and black boots with a neat design. Super cute.
He said he would call me before he left, or text, I got neither. I was thinking, "Hmmmm. What's going on here?", I gave him a call and left a couple messages on my way downtown. I sent a couple texts too, to let him know I was nearly there or there.
The place we chose to meet is an upscale martini bar (I know, alcohol bad, tsk tsk) in the nicer part of downtown (this is important for later).
I didn't see him, so I ordered a drink (strawberry mojito = tall glass, easy to nurse) and sat at the main public table in the center of the bar.
I made small talk with a nice older couple, sipped, checked my phone... older couple left... and two tall and very attractive gentlemen take the seats across from me.
The gentlemen (I'll call them, "Cousin A and B") were very friendly, sweet, kind and funny. Finally Cousin A decides to ask me if I was there with anybody, I mention I had a blind date, at this point (30 minutes after he should have been there) I send a text stating, "You stood me up, Nice. Have a good one."
I continue talking to the Cousins and they invite me to a different place for dinner, and I don't agree to nor decline the invitation.
Glasses finally shows up, an HOUR LATER!!!! He walks in the door in dark jeans and dark shoes and a ratty gross t-shirt. I duck behind the cousins, and they don't see him until after the third time of my pointing him out.
Cousin A tells me to just be honest with him and tell him I am not interested. So, I figure that I have nothing to lose, the conversation goes as follows:
"Hi. I'm _____. Really, is that what you're wearing?"
Glasses, "I just got off work."
"And? You work from home, right?"
"Yeah."
"Look. I just got off work too, and this took me thirty minutes tops to put together and I ate dinner in that time too, plus I had to drive home first. And you couldn't be bothered to put on a clean shirt? Really?!? I have to be honest. Based on what you're wearing, the fact that you were late, the fact that you didn't call, and some of the other previous comments you made; I am not interested. So, thank you, but no thank you. I am going to finish my drink and leave."
Glasses, "Can I come over and sit down and talk at least?"
"Look. I'm not interested. Have a good night."
And we parted ways. Needless to say he was a younger pot SD, but I felt that any man who can't be bothered to put on a nice shirt AND shave, is probably one that can't be bothered with me. Show some class.
As Brandon states in his book, Sugar Baby doesn't want a Sugar Daddy who doesn't take care of himself. Bill Gates got a stylist, and YOU CAN TOO!!
Ok. That being said, I met with another pot SD in an area a bit father from me, I have a nice gift (which I will show you a photo of), and he has been a complete gentleman. He paid for travel (including hotel and taxi, etc), and meals as well. He is very sweet, kind, a cordial. And Funny!
I also have another meeting in San Francisco with another pot SD who I have only spoken to on the phone.... And also another meeting with a pot SD at the end of the month... things are looking up after a few bad fits and starts, but I think we just have to hang in there ladies (and gents, for you males out there).
I can't post the picture, but cherry red coach purse, new fancy undies, and some sweet godiva chocolate.... Thank you daddy. ;-P
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Flakes, Fakes, and Quick Escapes
So, I haven't had the pleasure of a fake yet, just the need for a quick escape.
In my previous posts I've stated that you should have lots of your friends call you on Sugar dates until you are comfortable with your new pot SD for them not to. These calls serve a dual purpose.
If you meet a scary, creepy, fake, or sleazy pot SD, you can use your friends as a quick excuse to escape.
My biggest advice is this ladies: USE YOUR GUT. If something doesn't feel right, cancel or excuse yourself and sneak out the back or just be very upfront about it.
Never EVER drink on a first meeting with a pot SD, if he can only meet in the evenings and drinks are involved choose something low alcohol or arrive early and ask the wait staff to always make yours a virgin. This way you can keep up appearances and stick through the date (if you are indeed trying to make it to the end just to go home and never see him again), and your pot SD (or non pot SD) be any the wiser.
OR, you can simply order a soda or other flavored beverage.
If you MUST drink, order one and sip it slowly through the evening. I've done this. By the time the date was over I still had nearly half a mojito left, much to the creepy pot SD's disappointment.
I always arrive early, scope out potential exits, have friends call me several times and have a back up plan. I never let the pot SD pick me up, but always meet them at the location and have enough fare for a cab. Never EVER go on a sugar date (first,second ,or third; unless by the third you really trust them) with out a fully charged cell phone and charger in your purse.
If your charger doesn't fit in your purse, there are little black boxes that are transportable chargers for many different models of cell phones. Check your local carrier.
I don't want to sound like a downer, but I do think women take their safety lightly. That being said, let's talk about sex...
I don't care how much you trust your new daddy, go get tested together for STD's. A lot of powerful men think they're "bullet proof" or invincible simply because they have power and money. I can NOT stress CURRENT STD tests enough.
Go together as a 'date' before you sleep together. If your daddy is serious about you, he won't mind how careful you're being. If he's a REAL SD, he won't want to take you for a 'test drive' (sleep with you before you know enough about one another to see if you are seeking the same things from an arrangement) before these tests are done or you're comfortable.
You don't want to end up with herpes or HIV just because some man offered to pay your bills for a year. Sugar doesn't last forever, but STD's can last a lifetime.
Stay safe ladies. Much love!
---> My new pot SD had to reschedule the meeting due to food poisoning. :-( I'll keep ya all up to date. ^.^
In my previous posts I've stated that you should have lots of your friends call you on Sugar dates until you are comfortable with your new pot SD for them not to. These calls serve a dual purpose.
If you meet a scary, creepy, fake, or sleazy pot SD, you can use your friends as a quick excuse to escape.
My biggest advice is this ladies: USE YOUR GUT. If something doesn't feel right, cancel or excuse yourself and sneak out the back or just be very upfront about it.
Never EVER drink on a first meeting with a pot SD, if he can only meet in the evenings and drinks are involved choose something low alcohol or arrive early and ask the wait staff to always make yours a virgin. This way you can keep up appearances and stick through the date (if you are indeed trying to make it to the end just to go home and never see him again), and your pot SD (or non pot SD) be any the wiser.
OR, you can simply order a soda or other flavored beverage.
If you MUST drink, order one and sip it slowly through the evening. I've done this. By the time the date was over I still had nearly half a mojito left, much to the creepy pot SD's disappointment.
I always arrive early, scope out potential exits, have friends call me several times and have a back up plan. I never let the pot SD pick me up, but always meet them at the location and have enough fare for a cab. Never EVER go on a sugar date (first,second ,or third; unless by the third you really trust them) with out a fully charged cell phone and charger in your purse.
If your charger doesn't fit in your purse, there are little black boxes that are transportable chargers for many different models of cell phones. Check your local carrier.
I don't want to sound like a downer, but I do think women take their safety lightly. That being said, let's talk about sex...
I don't care how much you trust your new daddy, go get tested together for STD's. A lot of powerful men think they're "bullet proof" or invincible simply because they have power and money. I can NOT stress CURRENT STD tests enough.
Go together as a 'date' before you sleep together. If your daddy is serious about you, he won't mind how careful you're being. If he's a REAL SD, he won't want to take you for a 'test drive' (sleep with you before you know enough about one another to see if you are seeking the same things from an arrangement) before these tests are done or you're comfortable.
You don't want to end up with herpes or HIV just because some man offered to pay your bills for a year. Sugar doesn't last forever, but STD's can last a lifetime.
Stay safe ladies. Much love!
---> My new pot SD had to reschedule the meeting due to food poisoning. :-( I'll keep ya all up to date. ^.^
Frustration Sets In
So, it has been a little while, perhaps three weeks, since I joined SeekingArrangement.com and, though at first it seemed very promising, I met one creeper, three flakes, and one guy who wanted to take me for a 'test drive' before he was willing to pony up an allowance or be my SD. UGH!
It seems that things are not what they used to be in the Sugar world. I know I don't look a certain way, and I sure as heck am not getting any younger, but seriously! The lack of responses, replies, and flakes that are out there sometimes seems like an insurmountable number.
Yes, ladies, I know the odds are against us, but this seems rather ridiculous. Psh.
I have decided to adopt the approach of leaving my profile to 'Open/Negotiable', and finding a few lower #'d SD's, than one high one who doesn't seem to exist. I had hoped for something exclusive with an older gentlemen (and I do love older men), but fate or luck or whatever she is doesn't seem to be with me on this decision. EAT ME FATE!
On another, happier note, I have a coffee/lunch date with a pot SD tomorrow at noon, who is local. Hooray! Though I don't think he believes in allowances, maybe he'll pay my bills and help me move into a better apartment.
Here's hoping, chicas!
Sorry it has been so long since I've posted, I have been terribly busy. :-/ But I do respond to e-mails!
It seems that things are not what they used to be in the Sugar world. I know I don't look a certain way, and I sure as heck am not getting any younger, but seriously! The lack of responses, replies, and flakes that are out there sometimes seems like an insurmountable number.
Yes, ladies, I know the odds are against us, but this seems rather ridiculous. Psh.
I have decided to adopt the approach of leaving my profile to 'Open/Negotiable', and finding a few lower #'d SD's, than one high one who doesn't seem to exist. I had hoped for something exclusive with an older gentlemen (and I do love older men), but fate or luck or whatever she is doesn't seem to be with me on this decision. EAT ME FATE!
On another, happier note, I have a coffee/lunch date with a pot SD tomorrow at noon, who is local. Hooray! Though I don't think he believes in allowances, maybe he'll pay my bills and help me move into a better apartment.
Here's hoping, chicas!
Sorry it has been so long since I've posted, I have been terribly busy. :-/ But I do respond to e-mails!
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