Being a Blonde escort in London

December 15th, 2010
I used to use the tag line ‘Your blonde escort in London awaits you’. I don’t really have one any more,  because I don’t need one – not because I’m out of the game. I am definitely still in the game! Every escort is like a boxer or a model; you’ve only got so many fights in you, or catwalks to prance up before you expire. But hey, that totally isn’t a bad thing at all! Everything in life comes to a close after a certain length of time. It is inevitable, a simple factor of the physical world.

Right now, I am having a blast. I was thinking about my tag line ‘blonde escort in London’ simply because not only was it my birthday, but I also got into the escort business on my birthday, so the day now doubles as a traditional celebration / anniversary type thing, which is pretty cool, it helps the meaning behind my birthday stay intact for slightly longer. I swear, every year birthdays just mean less and less. I am only twenty six today. I am actually celebrating with one of my clients tonight, believe it or not. Most people I imagine would find this very bizarre, but most people also forget that majority of the population work on their birthdays so like, how is this any different? It is still a job (tonight’s celebration that is). I mean, he knows it is my birthday and all, but he also knows that despite our five year-old healthy business relationship, it is still just that: a professional relationship. Although, I should mention to him tonight that it is kind of our fifth year anniversary as well.  His name is Frank. Great guy -one of those producer guys for film and television. He has always been a very reliable source of income for me over the past five years. I have been lucky. I have been to some cool places with Frank…film premieres, elite after parties, industry dinners at insanely expensive restaurants. Totally unbelievable. Just the right place at the right time.

It started out like I said: Just rented some ad space in local magazines and on a couple of websites. It just said: Blonde escort in London, and it had a photo of me. He was like, my third or fourth client -and lucky that he was, because after the first couple, I was ready to quit. I thought, ‘I can’t do this, this is actually kinda hard work’. If Frank had waited any longer to meet me, I might not have been there to meet. So he pretty much kept me in the business, which I’m very thankful for. I own my own apartment now. Still have a mortgage but paying it off a lot faster than the average person would be! I enjoy looking back on the beginnings. It is important to remember where you came from; it keeps you humble and grounded.

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