tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46379310621123306312024-02-07T16:50:13.156-08:00Memoirs Of A Sugarbaby ♥Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-1643185142327868992010-06-02T02:31:00.000-07:002010-06-02T02:59:49.451-07:00Mini Update Numero Uno!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3M__NfEub9RiFZWDkAtRNV20KOCBod2Ew1h_HAH2y-T9iibTxqFHbRWTGB_d6t2xgzZ_s7kzBRSOZ80QpYj8o0rgJRXvv0t1otoSi5MEVTsN-706icVhrYJUxW5xK0PbP0M1047xuK-MR/s1600/decal-numero-uno1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478109546346159026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3M__NfEub9RiFZWDkAtRNV20KOCBod2Ew1h_HAH2y-T9iibTxqFHbRWTGB_d6t2xgzZ_s7kzBRSOZ80QpYj8o0rgJRXvv0t1otoSi5MEVTsN-706icVhrYJUxW5xK0PbP0M1047xuK-MR/s320/decal-numero-uno1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Hello everyone!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#660000;">OK, so its official, I am back - and I'm here to update you on my last month or so, although it feels much, much longer as Ive had so much going on!!</span></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">Id like to say hello to all of my new followers and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">apologise</span>, I usually try to post at least twice a week but lately I have had some crazy times... all will be revealed!!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I think <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span></span> start with an update for Mr Perfect, as you know this has been one of the most influential men in my search for the perfect sugar daddy, and is the most important to me. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">So things are going well, I am still unsure of where I stand, what my exact position is in his life - but - It finally happened - we kissed! It was great, felt entirely natural as I was worried after such a long wait it might be a little awkward, but I need not have worried, it was PERFECT.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">He had picked me up from my new apartment, in one of his 20 - YES 20?!!!! - cars, a beautiful black Jaguar, and driven us to his house. This was the first time I had visited his house, although we had driven by a few times and he had pointed it out. The house, well, where do I start. This is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Perfects</span> main property, as he owns them all over the world and a number of places in London, but this is his 'Home'. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">The house is a sprawling mansion, set on acres and acres of land. The house is an old listed building, and I could imagine characters from a Jane Austin novel wandering around the grounds whilst reading a book and basking in the sunshine!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">Inside, the house looked exactly like id imagined. Not at all modern, but scattered with antiques and trinkets, floor to ceiling bookcases, grand pianos and imposing dark wood. Very dramatic, and a little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">eerie</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not sure I could live there alone! </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">I laughed when I mentioned how the house reminded me of a film set, how I could imagine walking into the Library, pulling on the spine of a book id chosen to read, and the whole bookcase spinning to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">reveal</span> a secret room. Perfect laughed, and took my hand, taking me into a hallway between the bathroom and the dining room. There was a cabinet, with a few framed photographs resting on its shelves. He took my right hand and reached it into the right hand corner, pushing down as he did. To my amazement the thing started to move back, and low and behold behind the cabinet was a secret space, not really a room, but big enough for it to hold a safe. CAN YOU IMAGINE!!! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Hilarious</span>!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">We settled down in the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">lounge</span>, and we ordered some food from a local <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Michelin</span> starred <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">restaurant</span>, take out style! I had crispy prawn <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">won tons</span> and dim sum, and we shared a bottle of wine.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">As the evening drew to a close, we hopped back into the Jag and set of for home. Just before he started the engine, he turned to me, cradled his neck in my hand - and kissed me :) YES! FINALLY!!</span> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Over the last month of so we have been doing what we always do, we meet for dinner, go dancing or have drinks, spend the day together shopping and spoiling me, we speak every day on the phone and we are very close in that respect. Sometimes he picks me up and drives me to his airplane, and we fly over to Jersey or up to Ireland for dinner. Its truly amazing and an experience I always want. I think he is a brilliant man, inspiring and intelligent, and I have come to realise that id like him with or without a sugar coating. </span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I could go into detailed posts about our rendezvous, but I have so much other stuff to tell that I think <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span></span> save such posts for later on... so expect to hear more, watch this space.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-88818624841145638702010-05-19T06:54:00.000-07:002010-05-19T07:01:48.872-07:00Once upon a time....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_cvYZBSAwRzf8VgXk_RKWwScRGvrByDn1W0MCpJfFR1EAxmcoG8jeiVAg-ddMePFPYqVGCjMdP14runzUQ_gCXp0cjB1qfxlvecBps-OTlo9tkJjAJjLUy2I0VozB9hZuRTX6l_mR7zE/s1600/once-upon-a-time.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472980988029058018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_cvYZBSAwRzf8VgXk_RKWwScRGvrByDn1W0MCpJfFR1EAxmcoG8jeiVAg-ddMePFPYqVGCjMdP14runzUQ_gCXp0cjB1qfxlvecBps-OTlo9tkJjAJjLUy2I0VozB9hZuRTX6l_mR7zE/s320/once-upon-a-time.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby bow used to update her blog all of the time. It was one of her <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">favorite</span> things to do, and she was passionate about telling her stories.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Then, the big volcano blew over the land, and held her stranded in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Las</span> Vegas. Being the good little party girl she was, she took full advantage of the city of sin, and practically induced a coma on her body.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Weeks later, she came home, tanner and poorer and more tired than ever before. She had to use this time to rebuild her life, relationships, and spirit.</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Now, she is back. With a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">vengeance</span>. And stories of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">douchbags</span>, princes, Perfect Kisses, and a trip to a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">foreign</span> land to meet a waste of space!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx :-)</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-45032252695532513112010-04-22T11:18:00.001-07:002010-04-22T11:27:48.186-07:00Sugary Sorrys....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-rVOqRQVMFoqdpQNQa6yuSG0hdNaXsVhf-3bOk91ePJnxpK7FPgFPDWUZkMR7wfty4spidWdU14iUBXcHDFivVV3ZpZ0IrcVodkDYc4Yzj3evwfVhUFbmibmucHMdL5XFfI5QeFLH_x9D/s1600/cf_lady_luck_pink_glitter.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463029574440535426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-rVOqRQVMFoqdpQNQa6yuSG0hdNaXsVhf-3bOk91ePJnxpK7FPgFPDWUZkMR7wfty4spidWdU14iUBXcHDFivVV3ZpZ0IrcVodkDYc4Yzj3evwfVhUFbmibmucHMdL5XFfI5QeFLH_x9D/s320/cf_lady_luck_pink_glitter.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> sorry my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">beautiful</span> followers and readers or anyone who randomly checked out my blog...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I have been AWOL and there are good reasons for being so... not all I can share *at this moment* but I will in the next few weeks I promise. I also have such big news, regarding Mr P, a brand new sugar daddy with whom I cant actually believe my luck and general life sugar and not sugar related!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I shall start composing the updates now! Watch this space...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Baby Bow :-)</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-44202604203703633212010-04-06T11:15:00.000-07:002010-04-06T15:24:24.275-07:00The Perfect Effect...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9kqtPb5mnZkQ9eG5Olk6GumTf9A8qJogAK36FrnsLjxE8ZnsP9yJFq8DLIRn2jTdcCmgjmfySpRPITZ5qfWyu4UVgC3QZ4-kjcxIdfywHHeAEk6z-2IoBHLmkdepX-vuXxXVfHy2Q8rrQ/s1600/Hershey's%2520Kisses%2520Chocolate.jpg"><span style="color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457092432728626130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9kqtPb5mnZkQ9eG5Olk6GumTf9A8qJogAK36FrnsLjxE8ZnsP9yJFq8DLIRn2jTdcCmgjmfySpRPITZ5qfWyu4UVgC3QZ4-kjcxIdfywHHeAEk6z-2IoBHLmkdepX-vuXxXVfHy2Q8rrQ/s320/Hershey's%2520Kisses%2520Chocolate.jpg" /></span></a><span style="color:#660000;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In my last post I mentioned how P and I have a strange relationship, but I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> detail. Ive actually hardly posted on him during the 6 months we have been 'dating' and now I have decided to be a little more open...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">From day one I have found P to be the most genuine of gentlemen I have ever met. I am genuinely very attracted to him, he makes me laugh and I cheer him up when he is having a bad day. We speak on the phone or at least text almost everyday, although I see him less often due to our clashing travel plans and our work...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In every single way, its perfect - at least it is from my point of view. I assume it is from his end too, as its gone on for too long now for us not to like each other.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Here comes the strange part - we have not had sex, nor have we really even kissed.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I have stayed with him a few times, lately on the trip to Dubai, but he always books me a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">separate</span> room. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Now, as you can imagine this has confused me a great deal. Sure, I like a gentleman and sure its nice to know <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not being used what so ever, but this is like something out of a 19'20s silent movie... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> flirting, he is flirting, we are flirting. But <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> where it stops. Thanks for this evening, and a kiss on the cheek!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">At first, I thought he was gay, and I was his beard. But, I have come to the conclusion that he <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">couldn't</span> be less gay, plus the day we met he told me he is looking for a girlfriend. Then, I thought we might just be friends, so I sent him a message hinting at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">situation</span>, and he responded by saying he is just out of practice...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Its not a big deal, I love to spend time with him and in a way its so nice to get to know each other without all of that in the way, but <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> at the point where I am MORE THAN COMFORTABLE with us sharing a bed... or a kiss, at least.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">So there you have it, my strange little set up with Perfect, I will keep you updated! </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Kisses :-)</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">*Update P.S - G got back in touch with me, after my cut throat message, can you believe it! He said something about being busy, so I said il leave the ball in your court. He replied ' The ball is in my court. Game, set match. And we are matched. Il be in touch' I WAS SICK IN MY MOUTH. CHEESE ON TOAST OR WHAT!!! No thank you Mr G, No thanking you x</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-9501903266414494012010-04-05T08:32:00.000-07:002010-04-05T09:10:57.533-07:00Happy Easter ♥ Dubai Continued....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbntHVmfZiVBM9HuAzKZ1EYVJrcBru15nhHWiVdciVUD6xWX2CIzr-IXXvZrQfHxtTZshoqXXoy5diVAt8C5HbJMoJlmmm2LAX_IiNqi_QZXBY0EWJ2jiajAQ9oxPMBKcdHZ8pQbnZp5BN/s1600/palm-jumeirah-resort-746847.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456684740497117442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbntHVmfZiVBM9HuAzKZ1EYVJrcBru15nhHWiVdciVUD6xWX2CIzr-IXXvZrQfHxtTZshoqXXoy5diVAt8C5HbJMoJlmmm2LAX_IiNqi_QZXBY0EWJ2jiajAQ9oxPMBKcdHZ8pQbnZp5BN/s320/palm-jumeirah-resort-746847.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">After the day of shopping with my friends, I met back at the hotel and after a quick freshen up had the best dinner at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Nobu</span>, which is actually inside another amazing hotel, Atlantis, nestled on the palm a short drive away (Pictured above).</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">To dinner I wore an amazing corset I picked up in forever 21 - US <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">baby's</span> can find it in the Alice in wonderland collection - I LOVE! :-) Its cream and peach with clocks all over, and grey satin flowers around the top, and it was only about $20! I wore it tucked into a white bandage style body-con high <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">waisted</span> pencil skirt, with peach heels.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">There was a big group of us at dinner as some of his Dubai friends came along, they were nice enough, although it was all men and me, but they really took care of me and I felt like a princess all evening. I usually have the same thing at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Nobu</span> London, but in Dubai the menu was different so I tried the Yellow Tail <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sashimi</span> with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Jalapenos</span>, and for main I had the fillet of Salmon with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Avocado</span> Tempura.... yum. I decided to not drink any <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">alcohol</span> so opted for Green tea.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">That evening I had a great sleep and woke up refreshed and ready for the races! We ordered some room service pancakes, fruit, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">yogurt</span> and coffee (Yes all I did this trip was EAT) and got dressed, I loved the dress and shall post a picture on my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">face book</span>, although the feathers went a little crazy so the hair took a while to tame!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">The races was a lot of fun, and much more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">extravagant</span> than I ever expected, far more so than at home. I felt a little out of place, as most people in the area I was sat seemed very 'horsey' and really knew their stuff, I can chat to anybody so it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wasn't</span> a problem and I am pretty good at blagging it! I did sometimes wish I was just down at the regular bar and not in the posh area, as it seemed a little more relaxed and less pretentious, but I managed to bring the tone down by dancing on a table at some point anyway!! Mission accomplished!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> win anything, although my 'allowance' was intended for betting, I took an interest in other peoples bets and I placed a few on horses with names that made me laugh, or reminded me of people I knew... there were no inspired choices and that showed in my losses!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">After the races, it was a very quiet night as too much alcohol had been consumed in the blazing heat of the sun, and tidiness started to set in. After a relaxing sleep I woke up, and went to the gym for a quick Pilate's session before going to the airport to catch the flight home. I flew home alone as business was to carry on in Dubai, and I had to get back for my own job.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I quite enjoyed flying home on my own, I changed into <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pjs</span> right away and ate ice cream and watched movies, read magazines and generally chilled out. I had lots of thinking time on the flight, and I realised that the whole sugar search for me is just so much fun, I cant believe some of the experiences it has bought to me.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">In all of this, this certain perfect individual is more than I could ever want, or would have ever expected to find, and I like and respect him very much. At the moment we have a strange relationship, which I have decided to post in more detail about next time... it might surprise a few of you, and it has me a little confused too...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I had a wonderful, unexpected trip and have been invited on something similar later in the summer. At the moment I'm hoping <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span> have the time off work - if not guess who is getting the man flu in July!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">That's all for now, will post again soon,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-27919704030417341462010-03-31T07:42:00.000-07:002010-03-31T15:29:43.325-07:00Perfect Weekends, Perfect Sugar<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggME3Nqouhn5Qwkdi09hSQJV5YwijyNzHgha7-gFc0f9OZfF-MlKt0jSDDz6fxMsHKIbUVovHx7Ax102DUPNissHa8OJqkf7bEEUhcQrHZxfgpRhnMswW0kl_L0c01JviF-6SFgzPQ5Pib/s1600/dubai-property-real-estate.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454815529636303922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggME3Nqouhn5Qwkdi09hSQJV5YwijyNzHgha7-gFc0f9OZfF-MlKt0jSDDz6fxMsHKIbUVovHx7Ax102DUPNissHa8OJqkf7bEEUhcQrHZxfgpRhnMswW0kl_L0c01JviF-6SFgzPQ5Pib/s320/dubai-property-real-estate.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Why hello there beautiful Sugars!<br /><br />I know I know, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">haven't</span> posed too much recently - but that is all about to change! I have so much news so much so much and not enough posts to tell it all in! I have been spoilt!<br /><br />Well first I shall tell you about a wonderful <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">surprise</span> I had from somebody a little PERFECT.<br /><br />Having a few days off from work and not quite being sure what to do with myself I made a few calls around to see what my pots where up to and to try and get the ball rolling after what seemed like the s-l-o-w-e-s-t few weeks....<br /><br />My favorite of all time got back in touch, and invited me to an experience I could never turn down - THE DUBAI RACES. Now, for those of you not too <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">familiar</span> with Dubai it is like the sugar playground of all time, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">opulent</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">diamond</span> covered, with sugar <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">baby's</span> grazing every mans arm. The people here have real F-YOU money, and buy hotel chains and private jets like its a game of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">monopoly</span>.<br /><br />I was flown by his private plane down to his huge house, its the most beautiful house <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> ever seen and I would have been happy for this experience alone, but it got better. We then went to a local <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Michelin</span> starred <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">restaurant</span> for the best oysters <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> ever had, full of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Tabasco</span> and washed down with champagne.<br /><br />We then got picked up by his driver, a very sweet man who has been working with him for years. Off we went to the airport, which was a short journey away although I fell to sleep from the bubbles of champagne within minutes! I was woken up to being driven straight through an express check in lane, with a drive-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">thru</span> passport control and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">luggage</span> check in.<br /><br />From there we relaxed at the lounge, I ate king prawns in a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">chili</span> sauce with spinach leaves, and had a coffee, and watched sports on the big screens whilst flicking through a page or two of Hello.<br /><br />Next it was time to board, and we got onto the aircraft, turned left and went straight into First Class luxury. This was with an airline I had never before flown with, and I was amazed by everything from how beautiful the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">cutlery</span> and linen that lined your table was, how comfy the beds were, and how amazing the company. There was a huge menu to choose from but as it was a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">relatively</span> short 6 hour flight I decided to sleep most of the way so that I would arrive refreshed.<br /><br />Once we arrived I checked into the hotel, he had to meet some friends and look at properties as the prices are lower in Dubai at the moment after the initial 'buzz' of the place. I had stayed at the hotel before, and it is just beyond flashy. Even the walls are 24 carat gold plated, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">helicopters</span> land right onto the roof.<br /><br />I decided to freshen up in the bathroom, which was marble with heavy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">toweling</span> robes and fluffy slippers and spa products all around. They even gave you small pots of creme <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">De</span> la <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Mer</span>, which I slathered all over my face quicker than you could ever imagine - I love that stuff!<br />After showering I decided to go meet my friends who live in Dubai, we met at the mall of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">emirates</span> which is a huge shopping mall that even has ski slopes within! We had a little walk around and I decided to look for a dress for the races. I found my favorite chain of shops in Dubai where they sell really nice designer stuff but it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">isn't</span> stuffy or full of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pretentious</span> assistants, and they sell my favorite dress designer called 'sky' (I never see these dresses anywhere other than Dubai?)<br /><br />The dress I picked out was a long white maxi dress, with a jeweled snake wrapping around your boobs, not a print of a snake, and actual jewelry type snake that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wrapped</span> around the top of the dress. It was perfect for the races and I decided I would wear some heels I already bought with white feathers clipped into my hair, rather than a hat.<br /><br />The dress cost the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">equivalent</span> of about £100 so it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wasn't</span> too expensive, but as I put my hand into my handbag I pulled out a little envelope with a 'x' on the front. Inside was a little stash of local currency and I was excited to find a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">surprise</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> inside! (It was actually money to bet with at the races i later found out, but id rather buy a dress too than gamble it all)<br /><br />So with my dress ready and happy after an afternoon with friends I went back to the hotel, where the weekend got even more... perfect...<br /><br />To be continued!<br /><br />xx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-25128605202612802212010-03-21T16:44:00.000-07:002010-03-22T09:23:35.287-07:00'Off with your head'!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDz8tnuI2JneW411tQYwtJHoaGkUZdYZ7ec2ikscFOugciKE-S-fLTr437YFqvTCTR7fpfPzVBUpzQ_uwXEad97WpSw1Lltfk9eV7p8-crs66kwTbxS69KSRd281Y-IX9xKPuj9EGYE85/s1600-h/helenaqueen.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451494306632898930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDz8tnuI2JneW411tQYwtJHoaGkUZdYZ7ec2ikscFOugciKE-S-fLTr437YFqvTCTR7fpfPzVBUpzQ_uwXEad97WpSw1Lltfk9eV7p8-crs66kwTbxS69KSRd281Y-IX9xKPuj9EGYE85/s320/helenaqueen.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">CL is officially my favorite Sugar in disguise website, a quick <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">anonymous</span> e-mail can do no harm... I advise you all to try it, of course being careful as there are obviously some weirdos on there too, that much is clear.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">So out of my CL pots I have a lovely e-mail chain going on with one very charming gentleman, although he is out of the country so no date has been fixed. I also had a wonderful date with another, all went very well and he bought up my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">expectations</span> fairly quickly. He was the image of a 'Sugar Daddy' that I have in my minds eye, and I will see how/if this situation progresses.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In my previous posts I mentioned how 'G' was fleeting in and out of the scene, well, its official - HE IS OUT.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">G got back in touch, gave a few excuses for not being around, and we <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">rescheduled</span> to meet again. The morning of the meet came, and there I am preening and prepping myself as all good Sugar <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Baby's</span> do...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Knowing his recent <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">flakiness</span>, I decided to shoot him a quick text to confirm we were still on, before I made the effort of leaving the house and getting dressed! Id love to say I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> get out of bed for less than £100,000, but this would be <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">grossly</span> untrue. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> get out of bed for less than a 5k <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span>. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> more like it. ;-)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">To my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">disappointment</span> but not my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">surprise</span>, I received the following text...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">'Hi! sorry <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">up to</span> my everything in it at the moment. Having a s... day. Lots going on, and not sure when it will end. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Probably</span> best to scrub today. xx '</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Pure crap. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> exactly how it was written too. Does everyone agree this is the most useless text <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">apology</span> you have ever had the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">misfortune</span> to read. Probably best to 'scrub' everything actually, you poor excuse for a SD, and waste no more of my precious time. In the words of the Red Queen "Off with your head"...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">hehehe</span>.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In fact, i said almost as much. Its one of my main sugar rules that you should never fully erase a SD from your life. At the end of the day, you never know when <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">circumstances</span> could change and it might be <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">benefiting</span> to have friends like this, plus its not in my nature to have a fall out with someone in general. Id rather be forgiving, and positive.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Like <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> said in the past, to feel anger towards another person is like swallowing poison and expecting <em>them</em> to fall ill. Its far better to get rid of any negativity, and remain happy. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In this instance, I defied all of my own rules and I text back with a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">rambling</span> of how he had let me down and I wished for him to delete my number.... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">oops</span>. Still, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> regret this choice. I feel that G had something hidden, something was not quite right and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> glad I outed him sooner rather than later.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In this case, it felt right. G was not going to go anywhere... lets be honest if you follow my blog you will know I was finding it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">unnatural</span> to imagine an 'us' as a SD/SB unit, so i <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> need too much <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">discouragement</span>. G never replied, which I think just goes to show he was all talk and no wallet. The worst kind.</span></div><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">But, in general I would advise you stay friends with any pots that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> quite make the cut for what ever reasons. At the time he might not be right, but if you leave the gates open you never know when he might pop back, and fit into your world a little better than the first time.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Lovings :) Baby Bow x</span></p>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-7068481259619902592010-03-20T10:23:00.001-07:002010-03-20T11:00:36.613-07:00Daffys Date...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs27YAJonngA3j-8nvTlpa3EXFz54kR_9RGGZ85gpEzsjiv4snnuTgwf-DjzV22drMo2pexeGk2TTB14UPRUG94QN7z9F0Dgezi8stTq5_hXxf4ITJvCF6TUOZc7wqQYxI7bwdKzhlqQLD/s1600-h/img-thing.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450776800678669682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs27YAJonngA3j-8nvTlpa3EXFz54kR_9RGGZ85gpEzsjiv4snnuTgwf-DjzV22drMo2pexeGk2TTB14UPRUG94QN7z9F0Dgezi8stTq5_hXxf4ITJvCF6TUOZc7wqQYxI7bwdKzhlqQLD/s320/img-thing.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">As you already know, I finally decided to let Daffy take me out to wine (and little did he realise, dine) me, after months of me not being so sure.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">We decided to meet at The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Dorchester</span> in London, a beautiful and famous London landmark, oozing with class and old style glamour.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I had been out and about earlier in the day, and had decided to meet a friend for a few drinks. A few drinks in London often turn into a lot of drinks, in this case it turned into more than a few bottles of wine on an empty stomach....<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">hmmmm</span> Bow was feeling a little tipsy when she remembered that Ducky was waiting :)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">So off I jumped into a black cab, and luckily I had only been around the corner. I explained my way out of my hasty leaving, and applied a little extra lipstick in the back of the cab.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I was wearing a dark grey Galaxy dress, (although mine was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Topshop</span>) covered by a white cashmere coat topped of with killer black <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Louboutins</span>. No jewelry, sometimes I like my self to do the sparkling ;)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Once I got to the hotel I had a few minutes to spare so I asked a some rather snooty looking hotel staff where the bathrooms were. A perfectly manicured finger pointed down a hallway, and I heard a muttered 'on the left'. Turning on my heels I tipsily made my way down the passage, only to find the door id set my sights on jammed closed. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I pushed, and pushed and pushed, at one point unladylike-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">ly</span> banging the door with my ass to try and get some weight behind me and jam it open!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">All of a sudden, whilst I was banging away with my butt, I feel a pat on my shoulder, and to my surprise there is Daffy, looking very smart in a beautiful suit and pink shirt. 'Darling, if you are looking for the restrooms, here they are' he said in a kind but obviously amused tone, as he pointed directly opposite to the blatantly sign posted 'Ladies'.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">As you can imagine, I died of embarrassment once inside the safety of the 'Ladies'. After a few 'shit, shit shits' to myself and another coat of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">lipgloss</span> I decided I was ready to face the world, if not ready to laugh at my 'Blondness'.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Daffy and I took to a gorgeous table in the main foyer, with a string quartet playing softly as we introduced ourselves. Daffy looked better in person that he did on his photos, a full head of hair and a fancy suit. We <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ordered</span> a bottle of Champagne, and started to talk.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">When I say talk, I should say<em> I</em> talked. And talked. And talked. Talked some more... Daffy sat there, listening, but not venturing much.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">It soon dawned on me that not only has daffy got the most boringly <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ridiculous</span> voice I have ever had to listen to, he may just be the most dull person I have ever had a date with. DULL, DULL, DULL. Poor Daffy. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">That said, as the champagne was poured he did loosen up a little, but I soon realised we were looking for different things and I was finding it hard to not become irritated at his voice. Shame there <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">isn't</span> a cosmetic surgery for an unpleasing voice?</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">After eating, which I did, in abundance FYI, I actually bought up his comments and what I had taken a little offence to. He responded by saying he just hated very skinny girls and that has actually put him off many of his dates, again, not sure if this was an insult or a compliment :D But you have to laugh at his lack of tact...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">The date neared to an end, and I had to leave. Daffy slipped me a little cash for a taxi home, and I gave him a little hug. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">truly</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> think there is anything wrong with Daffy, its just personally I find it hard taking the more dominant role in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">conversations</span> 90% of the time. I like to be wined and dined, and I felt like I was doing all of the entertaining.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Daffy must have not sensed this, as out came the s<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">mythson</span> and an attempt to re-arrange was made. I think id rather let daffy fly on over to another sugar pond - <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> sure he can find someone better suited to him. Maybe someone boney with a small hearing problem...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Lovings, Baby Bow xx</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">PS - Sorry for the delay in Blog, I have been unwell! I am back, so a few more posts to come keep an eye out :)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">PPS - IM A HAPPY LADY...</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-12587141726587837992010-03-09T13:39:00.000-08:002010-03-09T14:06:22.039-08:00YAY to the CL....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGF117GYnVAGRDOg0O0e0dzoGjh01c_miSjhXD2HdingI-jIw8o5S8NjRNTk1y5ibW4H4ZLxB-KDsfp16dLwrWmRBvNAsS5HcauEE3NDezGcI5WWhFMWpenHPOsAvnuEIWIXn6qjr8-JCm/s1600-h/1craigslist.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446758574776752434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGF117GYnVAGRDOg0O0e0dzoGjh01c_miSjhXD2HdingI-jIw8o5S8NjRNTk1y5ibW4H4ZLxB-KDsfp16dLwrWmRBvNAsS5HcauEE3NDezGcI5WWhFMWpenHPOsAvnuEIWIXn6qjr8-JCm/s320/1craigslist.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Good day Sugars,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">As aforementioned in my last post, I have had a little 'play around' with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Craig's</span> list. Its something I always knew was a helpful addition to websites such as seeking arrangement, but I never knew quite how fabulous it could be until yesterday.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">You see, I decided after G had become quiet, and seeing as Perfect and I are 'courting' like something out of a 1950's film, I might need to think about adding a few potentials to my little black book.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Not being prepared to fork out for Sugar <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Daddie</span></span></span>.com, especially when my last experience led me to a lot of men with just decent paid jobs looking for a wife (something at this time of my life I'm not looking for, in the future? who knows) and being less inclined to do the whole seeking arrangement thing when a sneak peek found its the same men that were there the last time I did, I found myself contemplating the prospects of my own 'advert' on Craig's List.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">In the past, I have had a little dabble with the naughty pleasure that is CL. We all know it has a bad rep, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">im</span></span> sure there are 10 weirdos for every regular person who uses the site. Each time, id write what I thought was a perfectly respectable note, emphasising I am not a whore, and hopefully attracting the right kind of browser. Each time, to my surprise my posts were 'flagged' and removed, by most likely some old hag who hasn't heard of the term mutually beneficial and obviously needs a shag.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">This time, I was a sugar baby on a mission. I drafted up a few different approaches, mentioning buzz words like genuine, generous, mutual arrangements, that sort of thing, and off I sent them into the list that is Craig's.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">To my pleasant surprise, each one had a life of about 3-4 hours. Something I didn't expect, and gave me enough time to receive maybe 20+ replies. All of which were witty, interesting and unexpected. Give or take the token 'SLUT' or equally boring ' I'm looking for sex tonight love'. Delete.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I replied to all sane sounding mails, and in reply got some pretty decent pictures and sincere seeming messages. All in all I conversed with Traders, Lawyers, Directors, head of a record label, entrepreneur, the list goes on...</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">So my friends, I have done what I seem to do in this situation time and time again. I am greedy and I want to meet them all. So I plan on doing, although <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span></span></span> probably be fatter than the Christmas goose at the end of it, but who knows what could happen.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">That's what I love about London, and meeting new people. Anything could happen. Although, as I always say meet in a restaurant etc and keep safe... literally anything could happen but we want the sugar not the shit.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">So tomorrow, I have two dates. One, lunch and wine at a beautiful french wine bar in London with an unnamed pot from aforementioned CL. Experienced in SD lifestyle, dabbled on Seeking Arrangement, seems to know what he is talking about, is attractive and gentleman-like.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Although the food sounds beautiful I wont be eating much with unnamed potential, because, at 7pm, I am meeting the one and only Daffy. And we all know what that means. Bring on the elasticated jeans - I'm going in!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">In other news, G resurfaced with an excuse of sorts. He agreed to a date this week, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span></span></span> see how that goes. I'm thinking positively as he is maybe the most genuine sounding man <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span></span> met in this way and will be sure to update as and when I have my allowance :)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Expect a full update soon on tomorrow's date day, and I wish a happy week to you all,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Love, Baby Bow xx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-64657680105935095192010-03-08T11:20:00.000-08:002010-03-08T11:37:54.964-08:00G on his sugar death bed....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmKAa3bpbvu0nBj97WcrlByMPWewpfhy6rniYcSnxRX6Q4RVPo1KolcGNbECE5b2mFW0zpG-AuxmKzV9ZcSpnPyGl2qvq0MHlJUwIb_TRokewTTgb8Cndq7r3340YgJJOsJzI6BG_wyrkJ/s1600-h/letter-G.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446349129355153682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmKAa3bpbvu0nBj97WcrlByMPWewpfhy6rniYcSnxRX6Q4RVPo1KolcGNbECE5b2mFW0zpG-AuxmKzV9ZcSpnPyGl2qvq0MHlJUwIb_TRokewTTgb8Cndq7r3340YgJJOsJzI6BG_wyrkJ/s320/letter-G.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Happy Mondays everyone!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I have had a rather mixed emotion of days today.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">As you already know, G and I had a meeting last week, he canceled but contact was kept everyday, and today he finally said it was possible to meet again. After a few messages going back and forth I suggested a day this week (Friday), suggested food (sushi) and confirmed that this would be the allowance day - no beating around the bush, Ive been watching my little pink ball bouncing around his court for too long..</span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Low and behold, since that little magical text, I have been ignored. Now, sugars this is not good. I think this is an allowance slipper, one of those men who are never quite sure, are happy to take you out umpteen times but never actually get anywhere....</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Hasty, you may think I am being. For it was only four hours ago I sent the message. But I think he would have usually got back in touch within minutes. Seconds even. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">In a way, there is a positive here. I have been relying and expecting the promised allowance this week, and id rather know now that it isn't going to happen so that I can take control of the situation. I'm sure if I hadn't have mentioned the big A-day, he would have replied but that isn't doing me any favours, only for him to back out at the last minute.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">No, this is good news sugars, good news that I can prepare to put G in the sugar grave yard......</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">But, not just yet. He is in the Sugar mortuary. Who knows, he may come back from the dead?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Meanwhile, I'm having a new found love affair with Craig's List! :)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Baby Bow x</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-81689751914509913582010-03-07T09:28:00.000-08:002010-03-07T10:06:54.267-08:00Spring/Summer Sugar Wishlist<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFrIPBYwzYm3lU_fJyiGLSEJZSpQkrXYhPnu0YXsQdRBEt38jepD_XBtPCe-DA6QA71kIe7f67LXaYToA6FII9fAN6d3An-nVopB7UPy_OU56iv2xb4yncT28vC4w9NY1qxA3HJlx66isj/s1600-h/101quinzesms_large_pro_nude.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445954355454665970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFrIPBYwzYm3lU_fJyiGLSEJZSpQkrXYhPnu0YXsQdRBEt38jepD_XBtPCe-DA6QA71kIe7f67LXaYToA6FII9fAN6d3An-nVopB7UPy_OU56iv2xb4yncT28vC4w9NY1qxA3HJlx66isj/s320/101quinzesms_large_pro_nude.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Today was my arranged dinner with Ducky, and as you already know I planned on dining like a Queen. Well I decided to cancel due to being a lazy ass and not wanting to miss out on a little family get-together.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Rest assured, I have <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">rescheduled</span> for during the week, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> managed to move it to a full on dinner date, think of the courses, think of the food! So much more room for teasing Ducky, maybe not so much room in my dress.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Also, rest assured amid the canceled lunch date I have not gone hungry, I decided to eat like a Queen anyway and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> currently munching on a C<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">adburys</span> cream egg and drinking tea as we speak. I plan on a long power plate session this evening so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> enjoying every <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">piece</span> of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">chocolaty</span> egg <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">gooyness</span>!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#990000;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> loving secret diary of a call girl, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not sure of you guys in the USA get to see this, maybe you can find it online? Its a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">British</span> TV show of the book, formally a blog, Belle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">De</span> J<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">our</span> - Dairy of a London call girl. In the UK its a pretty popular show, and there is more hype over the last few months as the real life Belle behind the blog revealed herself. The blog is still running, and it can be found under the 'blogs <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> following' list. I like the fact its based on true stories, I also love that its filmed in London.</span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Speaking of London, Ive been mulling over London fashion week footage and been to a few <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">party's</span>, and its made me want to shop. In times like this I like to write a list of things I might like, to stop <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">impulse</span> buying and because thinking about it sometimes is better than the actual owning :)</span></div><ul><br /><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Jimmy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">Choo</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">Quinze</span> - This is certainly the case of 'thinking about it is better than the owning' as at £1095 of my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">British</span> pounds, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not sure I could ever <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">warrant</span> such an amount on shoes that look like they would attract every <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">particle</span> of dirt on every London street. But alas, they are beautiful.</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">An Ibiza holiday - The girls and I would like to take a little holiday to Ibiza, its somewhere I have never been but only a few hours away, so it would be rude not to.</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">The first Christian <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error">Louboutins</span> Cat <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Burglar</span> Barbie Doll - purely to collect (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">OK</span>, maybe to play with, maybe, in private...) <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not keen on the newest addition, is it just me or does she look like a hooker?</span></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Creme De La <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mer</span> - I would like to start taking care of my skin, and I refuse to do so until I can do so with this bad boy. I also would like the serum. The cream of the sea will be mine :)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;">An Apple Airbook - my laptop is gorgeous and pink but its heavy to carry around so id like something a little more lightweight</span></li></ul><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">5 things - i wonder how many I can tick off. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hmmm</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I've</span> finished off my cream egg so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> calling G to see if he can be roped into any of the above!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Love, Baby Bow xx</span></p>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-62209290757961095402010-03-04T07:07:00.000-08:002010-03-04T08:54:02.451-08:00A quiet week in Sugar world, so let me introduce...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1XKyPgNISepL-4tYJeNDVKFSLiLf2sgh0greTVwEYGkT2MPHV1a0Y3v832AeYUvrAYqdbini_arpyzKBdZOs7jTDp3Qj4YnL3qCge35maS47Hk3S3pktMdquW0vTnCrcPQBhJLyg_PvXW/s1600-h/ducky-still1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444804382959770146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1XKyPgNISepL-4tYJeNDVKFSLiLf2sgh0greTVwEYGkT2MPHV1a0Y3v832AeYUvrAYqdbini_arpyzKBdZOs7jTDp3Qj4YnL3qCge35maS47Hk3S3pktMdquW0vTnCrcPQBhJLyg_PvXW/s320/ducky-still1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Ducky.</span> </div><div><br /> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Ducky contacted me on Seeking Arrangement.com back when I had a profile on there, which was at least 3 months ago now.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">At the time, I was corresponding with many pots and I felt busy with many dates planned. I was at the whittling down stage. Because of this, I let Ducky slide, but he remained in the sidelines and we kept in touch. I was honest and explained I had met someone and I was happy dating him, but he still shot me the occasional text or call to check in with my world.</span> </div><div><br /> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">This week, although a welcome break of downtime in my personal life, in the sugar world it has been quiet. Mr Perfect is getting his feet back on the ground after travels we are not meeting until next week. G, although we planned to get lunch midweek (on allowance day, I might add) he canceled on me. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Id like to think G is very real and reliable,he is on his first strike. </span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Because of this, when I had a friendly little text from Ducky this week I decided why the hell not. Ive always been put of by this man as he has the funniest voice. Seriously it sounds like I'm on the phone with a cartoon character or something... I can only imagine what that would sound like in bed. Fancy f*<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">cking</span> daffy duck anyone? </span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">So this weekend I'm off to meet him, by a pond in London. Only kidding, we will meet at the Ritz for lunch. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm a little wary about Ducky before I even meet him, as he has raised a few alarm bells in my mind during previous conversations. The first, was a picture I sent him. He called me to tell me how beautiful I am, lovely I thought - I do like a compliment. He then went on to say how I looked like I had lost a lot of weight since the Seeking Arrangement.com pictures, and I looked better for it. Well, Sugars, I had not lost any weight between pictures. Even if I had, I am very happy with myself. I'm a UK size 10/US 6 with curves I am very proud of. Sure, i wouldn't put up a fight if a few pounds wanted to migrate for the summer, or if my arms got that little bit tighter, but I'm not able to get all paranoid about it. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">couldnt</span> care less!</span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">So this comment, whilst I'm sure he meant it as a compliment, I have taken the wrong/right way. I'm not sure how it was aimed. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">To the back of my mind this comment went, and I proceeded to arrange a meeting with him. Then, a second blow. When asking where to meet, and him suggesting the Ritz, I suggest Lunch. " Bow, why don't we just meet for Champagne"? Because its lunch time, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span> want to eat lunch, jackass. "Bow, champagne is better for you". I like my curves where they are thank you, so either take me for lunch, or loose them - i replied.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Needless to say, we are now going for lunch and I wouldn't miss it for the world. I plan on eating 3 courses, something I never do at midday, just to prove a point. I will eat like a Lioness, and I will drink Champagne like a king. I hope he bought his black <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Amex</span>.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">If Ducky thinks he can physiologically get one over on me, he has another thing coming, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Il</span> walk all over him!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">PS. I may have read too much into his two comments, and I'm sure <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span> get a 'feel' for him once we meet. If he was a controlling, weight conscious man, id be sure never to see him again. I feel very strongly about men like this, and I am the most powerful one, I demand to be treated as such. From all our correspondence - bar these two comments - he has been gentlemanly and kind :)</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This has made me hungry! I'm off to eat a big bowl of coco pops!</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Love Baby Bow xx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-377187578674567832010-03-02T08:13:00.000-08:002010-03-02T09:06:21.676-08:00First♥Second♥Third Date Tips<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD5RLGO3ILeSyE_cvFWjLrhZCAZvvNjRu9GJAysEndVU-O8RByfbKiVlk6Gz6rD7e2JFreTUAjvMZaZWmwKmCl5NupeZslgN07BdCqizLh9Ewz4_n6q1g-KnbneNxdmOyvYZwPJwmB-5cV/s1600-h/plus-size-dating.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444083154195482482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD5RLGO3ILeSyE_cvFWjLrhZCAZvvNjRu9GJAysEndVU-O8RByfbKiVlk6Gz6rD7e2JFreTUAjvMZaZWmwKmCl5NupeZslgN07BdCqizLh9Ewz4_n6q1g-KnbneNxdmOyvYZwPJwmB-5cV/s320/plus-size-dating.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">This is my second post in one day, as I feel my blog has been quiet over the last week and I like to post at least once every week. I don't like to post just for the sake of posting, so I like to think of new topics id enjoy reading myself.<br /><br />Over the last few days I checked my </span><a href="mailto:babybow@live.co.uk"><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">E-mail</span></em></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"> and I had a few very sweet e-mails asking a little about dating advice, and outfits that kind of thing. I think its sweet anyone would think to even email me to ask, so after reading and replying to these e-mails I thought why not blog and share my personal favorite tips and if anyone wants to do a similar blog id love to read it. I also had a cute e-mail asking if id be someones Mentor, and although I don't think I'm quite up there that's very very flattering and I do love to help anybody so that made me smile :)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">When it comes to dating whether or not you met them through a sugar website it can be very nerve wracking, even if your the most confident person ever. I find that the more dates you go on the more used to it you get, in fact I feel like I'm a little bit addicted to dating. I love the butterfly's and learning all about someone as I'm quite romantic and I love to be wined and dined!</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Here are my tips I use all the time :) </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"><strong>Research, Research, Research </strong></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">A little research goes a long way. This can be from actually googling your date, which sounds a little creepy but a lot of people do it, especially when you have 'met' someone over the Internet. It helps to keep you safe as if they have messed a lot of girls around their details will come up on 'bad sugar daddy black list' websites - SD's be warned!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">It will let you confirm their job, and that they are who they say they are. If this keeps you safe in my eyes it cant be bad so google away!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Apart from the safety reasons, it can help you strike some common ground with your date. I'm not saying a date is like a job interview, but you should always go into any kind of 'meeting' knowing what you are talking about. If you have a little idea of his role at work, or his company, this will impress him and its always good to take an interest anyway. Obviously be subtle and don't mention it first hand, but if the subject comes up you will have a little head start!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"><strong>Know where your going</strong></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Google comes in handy yet again! As soon as I know where my date is taking me I google it.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">The kind of things I want to know is where the nearest tube is, so that I know my journey and journey time. You don't want to be stressed on the day of a date, but relaxed. Make sure you know how your getting to A to B and if its far id expect to be picked up, but on the very first meeting its safer to meet in a public place not a car!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Once you know where you will be going, decide where you will meet and make it clear. I have had numerous guys take me out and say 'meet me at the Dorchester' for example, only to wait outside whilst Ive gone in and got a coffee at the bar to escape the cold!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">If your eating my <em>top top top</em> tip is google the menu. Go to the website of where you are going and <em>decide </em>what you might like to eat. I find eating on dates quite hard, I never want to order the most expensive thing, yet not the cheapest and these are natural feelings we all have. If you go in there knowing what you might like, when the waiter offers you the menu you wont have to bury your pretty head in it for 20 minutes, you can have a quick look and confidently know. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">This is also important if its a french restaurant or a different nationality, you have time to make sure you know how to pronounce things if you dont already know, so as to not look too silly :)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"><strong>How to Dress?</strong></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">There isn't really a 'how to dress' - just dress like you. If im being taken to an upscale hotel or restaurant I personally like a classy dress. I like a shift dress or a pencil dress, with understated make up and glamorous hair. I accessorise with sky high heels and I might show my personality through jewelry and my bag.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">If its a more casual date il dress down a little, just go with what makes you feel comfortable and confident. Men don't really care, as long as you look polished. That is my golden rule, look polished and groomed and the details wont matter!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"><strong>Getting Intimate?</strong></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I think its paramount on the first date you keep all intimacy for later. If you like the guy and decide you would like a second date, do not kiss, other than on the cheeks (of his face :)</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">This obviously goes for anything more than kissing too! Read the Rules book, it works for Sugar Daddy's too.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">And last, certainly not least just relax. The man you are meeting will have worried so much more than you, he has a beautiful woman to entertain, so let him do the entertaining. If conversation takes a quite turn, relax. You don't have to fill in every gap, let him do that if he likes. Don't over compensate. Do show the best of yourself, in a refined, demure and classy manor. Be positive, Smile, and laugh lots - just be yourself :)</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><strong>If all else fails, remember this story I will tell below, of a little date I went on - and remember - it cant be as bad as that!!!</strong></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I met a 'pot' from Aeeking Arrangement at a seafood bar and restaurant . I like seafood and I generally know my way around posh cutlery lay outs, little silver spoons and linen covered lemon slices - you know the kind of thing.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">After our delicious starters of baked fish and roasted shellfish, my main course came. Beautiful tiger prawns with an array of sauces and implements. This being one of my very first dates of the kind, I felt quite nervous and the glass of wine on an empty stomach had hit me harder than I thought. As the waiter put down a little bowl of lemon sliced water, I barely considered its use.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">With one hand, after breaking the long head from the prawn and undressing its shell, I dipped the beautiful gorgeousness straight into the lemony water, and straight into my mouth.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">YES. I dipped a prawn, into a<em> bowl of water you wash your hands in</em>. I then ate it.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Luckily, my date found this endearing and wished to see me again. So there you have it, you might have a few 'uhoh moments' but they add sparkle to the date...</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">If they dont, you have a great little story to tell and some experience under your belt!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Best Wishes,</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span><em></div></em>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-89842278717786896192010-03-02T07:51:00.000-08:002010-03-02T08:13:37.927-08:00Will the real Baby Bow please stand up...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCZuqkLEsejw4A0tOGOAlIW2VPW9pjxjkp6Ei0eXLThcMIxAgI3COBtJNEZiuEoTLMaG0SLLMhMR66RJPw6MGVPHqqKplX8EfominOi2v6vTofP6dRRquhpmdAQfTh6S8OJXhaLCfxosB/s1600-h/silhouette-woman.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444070184244204722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCZuqkLEsejw4A0tOGOAlIW2VPW9pjxjkp6Ei0eXLThcMIxAgI3COBtJNEZiuEoTLMaG0SLLMhMR66RJPw6MGVPHqqKplX8EfominOi2v6vTofP6dRRquhpmdAQfTh6S8OJXhaLCfxosB/s320/silhouette-woman.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;">Hello Dolls!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;">You may have noticed 'two' baby bow profiles following your blog if I am a regular reader, do not panic, its only me!</span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#660000;">Ive had a message on the book of face, wondering if there is a 'hoax bow' as there seems to be two profiles using my name and picture, but don't worry, there isn't. I recently changed the admin address to my blog and a few other personal details, just because this is a private blog and I think people should respect that and not try to work out who is behind it. In doing so I decided to create a new account.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;">I then lost all of my favorite blogs, so I followed again with my new account, so that I don't miss reading your blog. Whilst doing so, I couldn't work out how to delete my old following 'badge' and profile. I think Ive worked it out - but I'm a sugar baby not too techy so its the best I can do :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;">Now that Ive put a few peoples mind at rest, here is other news fresh from London!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;">This week I have been over in Africa with a friend of mine. This friend is quite well known in the sporting world and Ive known him for years as he was a childhood friend. Whilst in Africa we met and had the best time, I went out to dinner at the most fabulous restaurant, and after got picked up by his driver. We partied at a club by the pool on a cabana, had a penthouse party and generally excessed in all ways! </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;">The next day my girlfriends and I woke up to the sound of the sea, and the sound of our ears ringing. Its safe to say I spent that whole next day in bed and missed all of the beautiful African sunshine. A peanut butter smoothie was all I could manage before I was homeward bound!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;">Since Ive been back Ive been so into cooking, I feel like a domestic goddess in training. Ive found some amazing cookery blogs and im training my self to be the ultimate wife!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;">I made some delicious Rocky Roads which im going to give to Mr Perfect as a treat, now that he is home from his travels. I love it so much im thinking of starting my own cookery blog or youtube videos, I want to be the next July and Julia!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#660000;">Kisses, Baby Bow xx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-10524603329690812822010-02-22T07:15:00.000-08:002010-02-22T08:02:35.245-08:00What its like to date an older man...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5q4X3ObARc1YShpckj1l_1B7GPp7mH9n3Nn01FpnMwXzcagPsFwJOVe4i6Qqll43Zis197UtE4RObua_-aqDCP3GJ6UxG_jhVvpGHPu2bfw4oHpy8k1UmwKPZApbkz9YNm_UZ-4dJ6Qw/s1600-h/85560625.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441098625516189650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5q4X3ObARc1YShpckj1l_1B7GPp7mH9n3Nn01FpnMwXzcagPsFwJOVe4i6Qqll43Zis197UtE4RObua_-aqDCP3GJ6UxG_jhVvpGHPu2bfw4oHpy8k1UmwKPZApbkz9YNm_UZ-4dJ6Qw/s320/85560625.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Recently I read an <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">article</span> in The Times that got me thinking. It was an account of life with an older man, written by a girl married to a rock star 20 years her senior. It was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">written</span> from a positive perspective of the ups and the downs, but mainly of the ups...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">This is something I am very passionate about, and a topic that melts in with Sugar dating quite well. I really do not understand the taboo towards age-gap relationships. Just because you are 20-something, 30-something, 40 something - does this automatically mean you should end up with someone within this little age bubble?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Personally, I have always been attracted to men older than myself. I am quite disenchanted with men my own age. To me, an age gap is natural, not daunting. I like the different perspectives and experiences that an age gap offers, and in the past its happened without me seeking it out.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Then comes the way you get treated by an older man. By no means are only older men gentleman, but most seem to come from the old school of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">manners</span>, they are more comfortable and confident with old fashioned chivalry. Whilst they might not be any more cultured than younger men, they have life experience to draw from. Their longer time on the planet means these pearls of wisdom can be passed onto you.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Its a novelty to be treated like a lady. Some like it, some <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span>...... I do.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I like to relax and have a man take care of the small things, being taken out and feeling spoilt. Being made to feel like paying for the occasional dinner is the most <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">generous</span> act imaginable. Being made to feel like that little gift you bought him was the most innovative and inspiring gift he could ever imagine. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Old Fashioned <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Chivalry</span> makes you feel special. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">appreciate</span> and notice good manors. A man standing up when you get back to the dinner table, walking on the road side of the pavement, opening the car door, treating you with respect - all incredibly romantic <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">gestures</span> in the least flashy way possible.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">This brings me to thinking. After reading a few blogs recently, both here on blogger and over at world press, it seems to me some girls are very uncomfortable with the idea of dating an older man. It seems to me they have been sucked in by the 'gifts and money' and would not been seen dead with the guy in question otherwise. This is not a good idea, you are selling yourself for a gift that will hold no value later in life, and will probably live to regret it. You are wasting time you could spend meeting people you actually like. You are selling yourself short, no matter the $ you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">receive</span>. It wont be enough.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">What <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> trying to say is you either want to meet an older man, or you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span>. I have and will always date men older than myself, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">whether</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> a few years or 20 years, it makes no odds to me. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Wether</span> or not money was involved, that makes no odds to me either. The last man I fell in love with was 35, and I would have been happy to marry him. He <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wasn't</span> a 'sugar daddy', just a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">successful</span> older man who I genuinely loved.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">So I have put this together with looking for a Sugar Daddy, and its the best of both worlds all mixed together for me. Its the older man, the maturity and life experience that I crave, mixed with Success, passion, and power. That makes for a very happy Bow, and there is nothing wrong with that. I know what I want, and I am selecting it.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;">Love, Baby Bow xxx</span></div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-70973956332304190102010-02-21T16:04:00.000-08:002010-02-22T03:05:11.104-08:00A mid-sugar update<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUPfvwU_iFpkRgPwQsnXAMnNF4j8volTT5bpgp7fLJx6gVgpl_HzIAX4v14tKyUs77VvRuyLym3jI0gIZHAJk0qGx0D61KoXNK6JAcRWw0zxUcy6acszHHn_ebBdQ1HI6UTuTvRJdjhQN/s1600-h/victorias_secret1.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441021797573256082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUPfvwU_iFpkRgPwQsnXAMnNF4j8volTT5bpgp7fLJx6gVgpl_HzIAX4v14tKyUs77VvRuyLym3jI0gIZHAJk0qGx0D61KoXNK6JAcRWw0zxUcy6acszHHn_ebBdQ1HI6UTuTvRJdjhQN/s320/victorias_secret1.jpg" /></span></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">This week Ive spent a few days away, and have been busy planning a few little holidays over the summer. I plan to go back to Dubai to spend longer with my friend out there, and a little trip to Ibiza or <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Marbella</span> during the summer with some of my friends.<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">I went shopping whilst in NY recently, and I have to say you American girls are so lucky to have Forever 21 and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Victoria's</span> Secret - why <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> they come to the UK! I bought some jeans from Forever 21, I would usually only try to stick to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">designer</span> jeans as I think there worth the investment for fit and the amount of times you wear them - but these are so cute. They are cropped with turn up and a tan studded skinny belt.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">In <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Victoria's</span> Secret I love their secret garden range, so I bought the whole range of 'Pure Seduction' the body wash, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">moisturisers</span>, body sprays and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">perfume</span>. I smell of Seduction from head to toe! I also bought some of their new coconut passion range, yummy.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">Sugar wise I am at a cross road and there <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">isn't</span> too much to say. Mr Perfect is overseas on business, but checks in with me most days. We get together on his return. Mr G and I are in contact, but I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">haven't</span> seen him since my last post as he and I have both been away.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">In other Mr G news he has invited me to see him later next week, and I have given him a time frame for my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span>. That may seem a little direct, but its the only way to be and he has responded well. He has also said he would help me out with something that has to be done by the end of this month - hence the time frame. I expect to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">receive</span> it soon, and then I can fully relax as I know we are both serious. I think getting over that first hurdle is important, and then once that investment of both £ and trust is made I can fully invest in our relationship.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">I hope <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every ones</span> having fun, oh and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> lost a lot of the blogs I was following so if you have a private invite only blog please send me an invite again to </span><a href="mailto:myaccount74@hotmail.co.uk"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">myaccount74@hotmail.co.uk</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">. Thank you :-)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">Monday Morning Love,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">Baby Bow x</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div>Baby Bowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07861233089637774004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-2065410892791726872010-02-12T02:50:00.000-08:002010-02-12T11:30:06.413-08:00The Big A - Allowence discussions!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXAmbr9z_NLvxyr_232VDzDV4PxW-12_Z7UvmkvyD_Yy52hjyE8LQutymyZyJO1gtnlPacXHxJjod4_Urwt4Z9mS_eBtZ1ttQ4ylX-UXjP_jZaNrJ9SmAGWxwUVdWD2ErFsa1xfeizWi5/s1600-h/092657014035-2T.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437439999829585506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRXAmbr9z_NLvxyr_232VDzDV4PxW-12_Z7UvmkvyD_Yy52hjyE8LQutymyZyJO1gtnlPacXHxJjod4_Urwt4Z9mS_eBtZ1ttQ4ylX-UXjP_jZaNrJ9SmAGWxwUVdWD2ErFsa1xfeizWi5/s200/092657014035-2T.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I thought id do a post on the big A and how to...</span><br /><br /></p><ul><li><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Work out what you need/want</span></div></li><li><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Consider how to use it</span></div></li><li><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Choose how to recieve it</span><br /></div></li></ul><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I admit I'm not particularly an expert, but I usually am confident enough to strike up this conversation, and I know how to read men and give them that kick up the butt they usually need! I also thought it would be an interesting post, as everyone has different views and tips, so please feel free to share your own in a post or in my comments. If we all share our tips, we will be a new breed of super baby's! :D</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Deciding the how, when and what with regards to your allowance or monetary gifts usually comes naturally, as you know yourself what would help. This is personal and will vary from Sugar baby to Sugar baby. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">The How...</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">There are several ways you can arrange the monthly or weekly allowance. Some ways include -</span><br /></p><ul><li><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Prepaid Credit Card - You have a set amount, no 'overdraft', can withdraw at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">ATMs</span> </span><br /></div></li><li><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Credit Card - A credit card in your name on your Sugar Daddy's account</span></div></li><br /><li><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#990000;">Cash - Old fashioned brown (pink?) envelope full of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">spondoolies</span></span></span></div></li><br /><li><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Electronic - <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">PayPal</span> or similar</span></li></ul><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">My favorite way is a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pre</span> Paid Credit Card. Reasons being, Obviously cash is simple, BUT this can be problematic - it can seem too transactional. A <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pre</span> Paid Credit Card is great because its all yours, not attached to his account so you can use it as you like, you can still withdraw at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">ATMS</span> and put into your own bank if you like, you can also use online and in stores. It will be automatically set up to 'refill' every month. We all like a bit of refilling! Also... you don't have to have the whole conversation every few weeks like you will do with cash if your Sugar Daddy is of the forgetful variety! Carrying cash is a little unsafe too.</span><br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">My least favorite way is a Credit card on his account, most daddy's are economically savvy and wont favor credit cards anyway as the high charges plus you don't have a limit which may sound appealing but how will you know what you can spend? You may think its appropriate to spend £1000 on a shopping spree, he may have intended you to be more conservative and use it for bills. I'm also not a fan of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Paypal</span>, its <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span> for the first few times but you need to check its in there, wait for it to clear, they take a cut etc and it may not be automatic every month.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">When?</span><br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">You decide on monthly, weekly, whatever works for you. I think Monthly is good as long as you are seeing each other quite regularly. It all less transactional and weekly can easily fall into the 'pay for play' category if its not set up well.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">What?</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I think a good starting point for an allowance is your rent + your bills + a little to spend on whatever you like = a good allowance. If you work this is perfect as it <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowes</span> you to invest and use your wage packet for whatever you like knowing that some of the main things are covered.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Personally, I am happy with an <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> of between 3-4K a month. This works out at a grand a week, and would allow me to save/invest maybe 2K each month, and still live a comfortable life with plenty of money for the little things that make us smile :)</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I have in the past had higher <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowances</span>, but a little less is better than nothing. I also find lots of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">potential</span> Sugar <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span> who fall into the 3-4 K <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">category</span>, where as the higher guys are harder to come across. As long as your chosen Daddy has potential, you will be able to up your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> at a later date in most situations, once you have bonded well.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#990000;"><em><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">*Don't</span> forget</em>, 3-4 K in one currency, is not 3-4 K in another. If your talking to an international daddy make sure your not cutting yourself short. Seeking Arrangement for example uses $ as a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">guideline</span>. If your a UK baby, this amount will be roughly half in pounds - not as interesting as it first looked.</span></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Check the exchange rate and be smart. At the moment £1 is equal to $1.56 dollars. So my set <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> of 3-4k in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">GBP</span> is equal to $4,700-$6,261 in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">USD</span>. If your a USA baby, and followed my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">guidelines</span> your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> will be between roughly 5 and 6 k.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Being Smart About Money</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Its tempting to create a huge wish list of things you want to spend your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> on, and its exciting to do. I think for the first few <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowances</span> you should try to consider clearing any debts you have, maybe paying of credit cards etc. Its also a good idea to keep a 'float' of money in your bank account, try keeping it so that it never falls less than 4 figures. This is a good back up, as you never know when the arrangement could come to an end.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">If your Sugar Daddy is in the financial world, maybe a banker or a broker, pick his brains at how to invest wisely. Maybe you want to play around with some extra money and invest. If your lucky, he might set you up with a little stocks and shares account and give you some tips.</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Budget well as a Sugar Baby too, be smart and save for the future. Budget at least half of your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> into savings, if you can. Those shoes you want could be included into shopping trips with your new Sugar Daddy, or you could send him an online link!</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Ive as usual gone on and on :) So <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> missed out the actual <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">conversation</span> and stumbling blocks you may find when you broach the subject with your Pot. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> coming up in my next post!</span><br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Kisses, Baby Bow xxx</span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-86935329534685859822010-02-12T02:05:00.000-08:002010-02-12T02:47:40.973-08:00Saved by Channel ♥ CC<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCXFBL57YxzzmKMQdPQ3Ba2S3cprbhFyTnFly827PGsObzxFmya-SO20Ykg110EElLfptWTdCrwFT_1eRrWblZyzKkx2ib_bR5SdRNaU4pAcrWPqt0PqeK2fBB9omgFZK2RKeTAC-38MDh/s1600-h/img-thing.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437305641643717874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCXFBL57YxzzmKMQdPQ3Ba2S3cprbhFyTnFly827PGsObzxFmya-SO20Ykg110EElLfptWTdCrwFT_1eRrWblZyzKkx2ib_bR5SdRNaU4pAcrWPqt0PqeK2fBB9omgFZK2RKeTAC-38MDh/s200/img-thing.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Yesterday I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">committed</span> a cardinal sin of sugar dating, or well, dating in general.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> realise id done it until it was too late... </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"><strong>DUN </strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"><strong>DUN</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"><strong>DUN!</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I wore the same outfit! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">EEEK</span>¬! :-)</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">By the time I got to my date with 'Mr Date' it was early afternoon. We met at a well known hotel in London, and I saw him as soon as I walked into the lobby. He was dressed smartly like always and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">greeted</span> me with a hug.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">We decided to get something to eat in the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">restaurant</span> inside hotel, for ease and because we were both hungry by now.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">restaurant</span> was a kind of Chinese with a twist, where they served <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Asian</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">flavoured</span> burgers if such things exist. I went for a plate of rice with shrimp and chicken, and Mr Date went for a big bowl of noodles.</span><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I have to admit the date was dire. If this had been the first time I had met him, we would have never met again. Conversation was almost all one sided, and as I chatted away he stared blankly at me or checked his blackberry that was persistently bleeping.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">He told me he was very happy to see me, but the atmosphere pointed to the contrary. Lunch felt rushed and I was with him for all of about an hour. The only saving grace he had was that he did mention he had a lot going on that day, business wise, and he seemed a little apprehensions about that.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">It made me wonder, did we ever get along very well, or did I look at our chemistry with rose tinted glasses? Maybe, but I'm sure he was making minimum effort possible yesterday.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Mr Date is being laid to rest in my sugar world, and he joins the sugar grave yard of past potentials, who tried, but failed to win me over. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">It was as I walked out of the hotel, that I started thinking about my next meeting with 'G', and it was then I realised I was committing the shameful outfit crime. Luckily, I am sure 'G' is probably the least fashion or outfit savvy man around, and whilst I'm sure he appreciates a women who looks good - I doubt he takes into account details and features of ones outfit.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Luckier still, the outfit as you may recall from my previous post was pretty inconspicuous and casual, Black tunic, Biker boots, Cashmere Coat. I still felt I needed one little thing to change the look, and once I looked in my bag I realised I could fix myself up a little wardrobe on the go!</span><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In my bag I had some Kirby grips, so I secured my hair all to one side in a chignon.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"> I then found my Chanel pearls hanging around in my bag, 3 strands white pearls with a Chanel black bow, and the Chanel white flower with a discreet and gold 'cc' on one of its petals. I took of my McQueen scarf (RIP McQueen, sad news, admired artist) and added the pearls. I hope this made the same outfit look different enough to get away with!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I had a few hours to spare before I met G, so whats a girl to do. Well when in London, shop! I headed to the flagship <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Topshop</span> on Oxford Circus and picked myself up a Christopher Kane for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Topshop</span> brown lace dress in the sale it was £15 what a bargain... I also made a mental note to come back here and have eyelash extensions done in their eyelash bar in store.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">By now my feet hurt but I soldier on and Arrive at out meeting point (One thing I like about G is that he meets me in very convenient places and is relaxed with regards to where) I was still a little early, so whats a girl to do? That's right. I found a Dune shoes and was in the shop looking at the prettiest flat sandals covered in crystals when he called me.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Outside the store I noticed him, and it was quite funny watching him when he didn't realise I could see, <span style="color:#ffff00;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">ehehehe</span></span> evil me. So I went over, gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek (ONE kiss on one cheek, I remembered from last time. I always do the two kisses, one on each cheek and I think again this shows a difference in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">hmmmm</span>....cant think of the word... CLASS sounds awful. But that's kind of what I mean...?) I dont mean to come across as a snob because I am not, and I dont care about peoples backgrounds and walk of life, im just very observent so I notice things like that.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">We decided to go to a local sports bar. Very laid back and down to earth and we drank beer and I nibbled on chicken wings and hot sauce. I actually had one million times more fun with G than with Mr Date, and I think we spent a few hours in there. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">G bought up the face-to-face allowance talk, which was much appreciated. He has had a similar relationship in the past, and he told me her allowance - quite causally - was 2.5k a week. He made a point of saying that was after a long time together and they were very happy, but its just nice to know he has that potential I suppose. To be honest, that's more than I ever imagine. But it is nice to imagine.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I had such a great time with G that I decided I was too hasty last week, and I'm very glad that we met again. He is an absolute gentleman and I don't feel any pressure to sleep with him, or to look spotless at all times - I though as I had hot sauce all over my mouth at one point :-)</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I think this counts for something, and he made it clear everything is on my terms, even how often we see each other. I think its a good deal if it all rings true.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#660000;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">Il</span> do another post on exactly what allowance he offered and what kind of relationship we would have. This post is getting long and id like to post on how I work out allowances and tips on conversations surrounding them, as they can be tricky.</span></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">Weekend Kisses!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div><div align="left"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-41040325811418747132010-02-10T14:47:00.000-08:002010-02-10T15:11:53.284-08:00G and Mr Date returns...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrjkhYRmMCAseKiCcFvnH9RLtm3ZLH-6Yai1bs0y_cT-W9EthvQuCHtwJQ-k7-PUu6yFBxhGwVuue_zBWrTtCx6XPb4H_Oa31Go4m-7qhnMndW_X0-veLAbBIlQYHmW-NuEzWayNRqTNM/s1600-h/pink_croc_desktop08-09_l-295x300.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436754983978180162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrjkhYRmMCAseKiCcFvnH9RLtm3ZLH-6Yai1bs0y_cT-W9EthvQuCHtwJQ-k7-PUu6yFBxhGwVuue_zBWrTtCx6XPb4H_Oa31Go4m-7qhnMndW_X0-veLAbBIlQYHmW-NuEzWayNRqTNM/s200/pink_croc_desktop08-09_l-295x300.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Thank you for the comments on my recent post introducing G and our first date. Its really helped me to read them and get different opinions whilst Ive been reflecting over the last few days.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">One of the comments mentioned how sugar relations are not usually forever, and of course I knew this, but it hit home and made me realise who cares if I meet someone for a little while, as long as im happy with them it doesnt matter if they fit my ideal mould. The more I think about it the more I realise im looking for something laid back and temporary like this. G is like the cookie thats a little broken, still as sweet but just not as perfect as the picture you had in your mind...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Today I received a message from Mr Date, and he asked to take me for Lunch tomorrow. We have kept in touch but I have kept him at arms length after meeting pots who I admire and have more faith in than him. Saying that, I still like the guy and I do have time for him on my terms.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Ive decided, that tomorrow I will meet him for lunch. Il post after the date, although I see nothing more than lunch and a little catch up happening, and I'm quite happy with that. Whilst I'm in central London I decided to get the ball rolling and use my time wisely, so I have decided to meet G for drinks afterwards.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I have come to the conclusion that one date is probably not sufficient to base anything on, as I could tell G had some nerves going on and I am hoping a second time he would relax - allowing me to imagine an arrangement with him better.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Ive kept in touch with him since our last date last week, and I laid on the table what I wanted to see from him. We are going to meet again tomorrow and have a few drinks, to discuss and negotiate. Ive come to the conclusion that id be silly to not take him seriously as he has so many good points, even if he does not fit my 'sugar mould' exactly. Maybe that's refreshing? Who knows.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I know, if my vibes are right and if he is truthful, that I could get this whole thing started, allowance and all within one more date. Tomorrows date would be my starting point to plan this. Ive already made it clear, as I always do, that sex is a natural development for me. And sex does not equal allowance - i am not a hooker and I am not being 'paid' for anything. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">G is a gentleman, takes this seriously and is a great sugar catch. He may not have swept me off my Louboutins but that doesn't mean he isn't worth my time. He is. How many sugar daddys actually research and read Sugar 101 just to make sure they 'get' it and that their Sugar baby will be a happy baby. I think that should stand for something!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">So that's my day ahead planned. Lunch with Date, and drinks with G. Il of course update the little details, and I'm interested to see what G is going to 'lay out on the sugar table'!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">By the way, I have so much going on with Mr Perfect, the funniest stories that would be so great to blog about. Its like a little adventure and my friends and I find it all so amusing and amazing. But for some reason I'm holding off letting it all go on here about him, I feel like guarding him. We are still 'dating' and I'm enjoying every minute.<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Love, Baby Bow x</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-5406854318426071192010-02-08T07:47:00.000-08:002010-02-09T15:47:29.869-08:00Tart with a Cart, Trolly Dolly, Sky Harlot!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIAfFNUdvmliJxNQpgVD9txTicXdJRdw7IEMKBORA7Le42Ydc843T9OKnOPNPyB6yH3lxXqsA-t7lMhidXPtlHWG7JMTQNNh5w7xjnEJa90V6Lc8VFEMrnFnek5XuaUCvgKihBrm2Oussh/s1600-h/6a00d83451cbb069e200e54f623dcc8833-800wi.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436392660374744450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIAfFNUdvmliJxNQpgVD9txTicXdJRdw7IEMKBORA7Le42Ydc843T9OKnOPNPyB6yH3lxXqsA-t7lMhidXPtlHWG7JMTQNNh5w7xjnEJa90V6Lc8VFEMrnFnek5XuaUCvgKihBrm2Oussh/s200/6a00d83451cbb069e200e54f623dcc8833-800wi.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Being a flight attendant, or as I like to say 'Air stewardess' is a somewhat lusted after job. It appears to be very glamorous, chic, and oh-so-international. We carry with us connotations where ever we go, who ever we meet - see </span><a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sky%20harlots"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sky%20harlots</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"> and people have a preconception of what you are like the minute you answer that you 'fly the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">skys</span>' for a living.<br />Ive had a little interest in my blog via emails and comments, relating to this side of my life rather than the sugar. I though id post entirely on what its like, how to do it, and how to start.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Firstly you have to pick an airline. I work for a major UK international carrier, and its the company I always wanted to work for. I decided I liked them, and I went for it. Nothing else would do (In the UK <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">admittedly</span> we have far fewer to choose from)<br />If you choose a short-haul airline, it will be a completely different job to the one <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> about to explain. This is because you will work different hours, fly back and fourth domestically or short distances, sometimes up to 3 or 4 sectors a day. You wont see anything of the country or state, your lifestyle will <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">literally</span> be <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">on board</span> that plane. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> not to say its a bad job, its still more exciting that 9-5 in an office I guess, and I hear the money is good at short haul level. It also means you will be home <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every night</span>, ideal for having a life outside of work and of course if you have a family or children.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I am a long haul stewardess. This means my flight times are at minimum 6-7 hours, and at most 12-14 hours. I have to legally stay where ever I fly for the minimum of one night. An example of a short 'bullet' flight like this - London to New York. A 6-7 hour flight, which allows us one night and one day in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Manhattan</span>, before checking out and working home.<br />Depending on the airlines <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">schedules</span> and many other factors including flight time limitations and time change, you will get a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">varying</span> amount of time in each destination. As a general rule of thumb, when I fly to the West Coast of the USA <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Il</span> spend 3 days there, so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> San Fran, Vegas, LA. When I fly to Africa/India it will usually be two nights. If I fly to some <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Caribbean</span> destinations including Barbados, Havana Cuba, St Lucia, this is usually a 3-4 night stay. Then you have the longer haul trips including Sydney Australia, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hong</span> Kong, Singapore, China, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Mauritius</span> and Indian ocean which can result in a 9 day stay.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Benefits</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Every place that we fly to we get put into 5 star hotels at the other end, and we get paid an '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span>' for being there. This is our <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">expenses</span> that we will <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">incur</span> by living away from home for 1-10 days. The rate is fabulous, usually $200 per night, and of course you never end up spending all of this, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">especially</span> in quite places like the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Caribbean</span> where there is no shopping, so you can bring it home with you. This 'tops up' our money each month. As you can imagine, if we do a 9 night trip at $200 a night that can work out at almost 2k a trip.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">On top of this we get our monthly wage. You can be working in Economy at the lower wage, or in First Class or be a supervisor and get paid higher up the scale. You will work your way up, even though admittedly they are not <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">particularly</span> great wages. Again, pay works differently between airlines, and I work at an airline well known for not paying all that well compared to some of the others - but I think we make up for it in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Allowance</span> and lifestyle.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">We also then get a pay each time we fly this is called flight pay, or sector pay. So this is added to our wage packet, and obviously the more you fly the more you will earn on top of your basic <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">salary</span>.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#660000;">The main benefit I think is our lifestyle. We get to work as little or as often as we like. There are legal implications on the amount of hours we spend in the air, so this limits your work. I usually fly 3-4 times per month, the max being 6 short flights. Some months you may just work one long flight, and have the rest of the time off. Some months you wont work at all so that your 'flying hours' are managed throughout the year, but you will still get paid your basic <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">salary</span></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Its a great feeling to go to work once or twice per month and still get paid the same!<br /><br />Your airline will also give you great deals for your own lifestyle. Each is different, but for example I get 10 free return flights anywhere on our network per year. I am allowed to take friends with me, so if I have 3 nights on a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Caribbean</span> island I can get a friend a free ticket and bring them along! :-) We also have upgrades, so enjoy flying first class and little things like this.<br />I love the uniforms, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> one of the best bits! You will usually get a designer uniform, made by someone like Vivian <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error">Westwood</span> as an example.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Not So great bits </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Working strange hours can put a strain onto you physically and mentally, and is apparently not great for your body. Flying is obviously risky and you have a lot of responsibility at all times (hence the hard training)<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">You may find it hard to sleep at home, or to readjust to your sleeping patterns. Your internal body clock will be all over the place.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">You also may find planning a social life hard as you <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> know what your doing or where you will be, I think this would be harder for people with Children but saying that I know plenty of people who fly and enjoy a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">perfectly</span> normal home life too. Like I said you get plenty of time off so there are ways of working it out. We also get 28 days of holiday each year which is paid.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Applications<br />If you like the sound of this the best thing to do is google airlines that you know have a base close by, and apply for an interview. There used to be an age limit (21-35) but they had to scrap that as its <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">discriminative</span>. Speaking another language/languages is fabulous and will give you an extra something. As will medical back ground like a nursing qualification for example.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">There are no set qualifications and any 'courses' are just a rip off, if you are good with people and have customer service experience <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> all you need :-)<br />You need to be tall enough to handle a door in an <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">emergency</span> and this can differ between airlines. I am a petite 5'3 and a half. You also cannot be too tall as some of the planes are small!<br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">You will need to look good and be well groomed at all times, and be fit and healthy, but I think here in the UK we are more 'old school' with regards to the glamour. Ive flown with a few international airlines and been shocked at the girls nails, hair and general grooming. You also find they favour more attractive girls as cabin crew, but again that is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">discriminative</span> so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> not an official thing!!<br />Once you decide, apply with professional photos if needed and prepare for a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">grueling</span> interview. Interviews can be anything from hours to days. Mine was a full day interview, and many include 'rounds' which you will have to keep making it through before your invited to the next part, its like X factor! Mine was including Maths and English tests, Group interviews, One on One interviews, group presentation, role play... etc.</span></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Once you get the job you will have some of the hardest training of your life (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> very passionate that people have the preconception we are airheads and yet its one of the most intensive training programmes on which we are tested everyday) You may spend 4-8 weeks training, day in day out, with exams everyday and you get the boot if you don't pass with flying colours. You will learn survival in Antarctic conditions and at sea, be required to "ditch" into a pool, make use of all doors and slides, know every location of every piece of equipment by heart on a fleet of maybe 1-4 different aircraft models, and all the safety that goes with it and differs between each!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Its a fabulous way to see the world without 'roughing it' by backpacking, and you make some great friends :-)</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I do hope I didn't bore anyone too much, but there is so much to write!<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx<br /></span></p><div align="left"> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-22178885929141084032010-02-07T09:14:00.000-08:002010-02-07T14:42:52.490-08:00Dates, Details, Diamonds<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBFLZ6EatO-zoEdV38r8R5kzXmAGCTJFDgJKAtp8tDVqG7xH-0QdoTnwcehCQ9BESoOCElxINPf9JwuBF0zb9s0sMv_GGihp-7dyUCu_IQOxy5Bk2_ChPqwIYs5Tp-FTRjgtWmUoo6_2Hw/s1600-h/river_thames_-_london.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435635027650648754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBFLZ6EatO-zoEdV38r8R5kzXmAGCTJFDgJKAtp8tDVqG7xH-0QdoTnwcehCQ9BESoOCElxINPf9JwuBF0zb9s0sMv_GGihp-7dyUCu_IQOxy5Bk2_ChPqwIYs5Tp-FTRjgtWmUoo6_2Hw/s200/river_thames_-_london.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">No Diamonds now I am afraid, but it sure sounded cute ;-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Do you have a 'type' when it comes to Sugar <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span>. We all know there tend to be different kinds of guys, and each provides a different experience. There are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Allowance</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span>, Gift <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span>, Experience <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span>, Travel <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span> - and as I like to call them the Diamond <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">daddy's</span>, where id expect all of the above :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Well my date this week was with 'Economy Daddy' for want of a better expression. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Il</span></span> try to explain, and here as promised is a detailed account of our meet!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I will call him 'G' and I met him on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Craigslist</span></span> a few months ago. Due to him being out of the country we have only just met, although we have kept in touch and he has been patient.<br />G's Advert on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Craigslist</span></span> mentioned he would like a '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">GFE</span></span> - Girl Friend Experience' and was happy to provide a monthly <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span>, shopping and more. He came across as kind and gentlemanly, and I had good vibes from him.</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">On the morning of the date and I got ready at home, before embarking on a 2 hour journey to see him. The journey does not bother me, as I am very used to traveling and I quite enjoy it. From speaking to G on the phone it was clear he was extremely laid back, and not as '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">suave</span>' 'urbane' or 'polished' as all other men I have met. I had a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">acute</span> feeling he would not know his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pucci</span></span> from his Gucci, so I adjusted my look and felt a lot less pressure to look flawless, like I have felt the need to in the past.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I decided on black <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">treggings</span></span> - you know, trouser legging things, with a long sleeved black tunic top. I wore black leather medium heeled biker boots over the leggings, and had my hair down, big, and blown out to perfection. My make up was natural, and I accentuated my eyes with a few eyelash extensions in the outer corners.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Over this I wore a caramel cashmere coat, with a tan leather <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Prada</span></span> bag. I wore simple <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Tiffany</span> studs, and a silver <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">bracelet</span> by Pandora. Around my neck I tied a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Alexander</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">McQueen</span> Skull scarf. A very casual look, and I felt comfortable which is always important.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Off I went, and I have to say I had zero nerves. I thought at first it was the fact that I was a little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">un</span></span>-excited (is that even a word?! It is in my mind :-) But i have come to the conclusion that the more you date, the better you get used to it. I even will go as far to say that I enjoy the lurching feeling in your stomach as you silently look around, scanning faces <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">blindly</span> for any <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">likeness</span> to that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Jpeg</span></span> he sent you last week. Will he be as fat? Will he be less fat? Will he be as old? What will he wear? Will be make me want to turn around and pretend I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> know who he is?! Will I feel like running over and giving him a hug?!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">On this occasion, I saw him the moment I got to our meeting place, which was by the side of the River Thames. He was lent against the railings looking bigger than I imagined, but in a strong and imposing way, not a too many <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">krispy</span></span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">kremes</span></span> way... although admittedly, he was no stranger to a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">doughnut</span> or two. With blonde hair, jeans and a leather jacket.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I greeted him, and we started heading towards a restaurant he would take me to for lunch. Straight away, he fired into a spiel, almost like a sales pitch - I put this down to his nerves, which he later admitted he had been full of before meeting me. I hope I put him at ease, but I'm not really sure he ever fully relaxed.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">As we walked into the restaurant, I noticed he knew everyone there. The staff, the waiters, the owners. This is nice, but it made me feel 'on show' and a little like I was paraded around for kudos points. I greeted all with a smile, and made the most of the friendly service.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">We took a look at the menu, and he kept reminding me 'I could have what ever I wanted'. Kind, you might think, and of course it was. But I have to admit, I find this annoying. I feel like saying "I KNOW I can have whatever I want, and If I cant we may as well end the date right now, because that is the main motive for my being here"</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Of course Lunch isn't my 'main motive' but in sugar dating the whole point is you are treated like a lady and expensive lunches are all part and parcel. The added factor that this was a pretty but middle of the road restaurant confirmed my attitude towards things like this. I sound like a bitch? I really am not, but lets not beat around the bush :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Through our conversation I gather that he is in his 40's, and he owns beauty salons. He is divorced, with grown up children, some of whom are older than I am. The beauty salons are in average areas of greater London, not plush, and not somewhere id be all that interested in going in.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">G is less educated than I am, but has done well for himself none the less. I admire this, but I found I was 'dumbing' myself down during conversation - certain topics were going over his head and I was adjusting myself to his level. This is a major downside to me, as I want to be constantly learning and advancing myself - something I see a different kind of Sugar Daddy benefiting. G would be the opposite, and id just be a pretty face.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">What I'm trying to say, without sounding like a snob, is G is just your average guy. Joe Blogs. He has some spare cash, and wants to invest it in a 'relationship'. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">'You can tell me what you want and id buy it for you' he would say. '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Il</span></span> get you an apartment if you needed one, id put it through my business'. Or 'If you ever need money, call me and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span></span> send it to you' At one point I stopped to mention that id quite like a new apple laptop, and he said 'This is the kind of thing you could ask for, and id get you'.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Overall, he was an absolute gem. Kind, caring, and down to earth. I have no doubt that he would take care of a sugar baby very well, and I think he had a naive side that could be walked over. He is a gold diggers dream, but I am not a gold digger.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I think this is a classic example of how to be a sugar baby and not an escort. As the former, I am going to take into consideration the impact on my own life he would have, the benefits, the pros and cons, attraction and chemistry, whether I would be happy with myself dating him. Its not all about the money.... If it was I would have met him again already and be a couple of K richer, or had it wired into my bank. I know id be able to ask this of him, but I am not about to take advantage of this man. Its a little too 'easy' for me.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">At this point unsure of what I want to do. I think if I put him in a suit, moved him into central London and gave him a quite cultural crash course id be much happier. The kind of Daddy I like is powerful, challenging, someone I can learn from and who will help me to advance myself. Someone I will enjoy experiences with from a holiday to a conversation. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Being with G is more like having a relaxed lunch with an old friend, good in a way, but maybe to comfortable for my liking?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">As I left the date we spoke briefly about 'the small print' - i like this expression I think it sums it up well! My small print is £3k month, once a week, gifts and I call the shots. No sex until it naturally happens, nothing planned. He asked where he could sign.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Its a hard situation. Does anyone reading relate? What do you think you would do? Would you take the £ and see? Or would you end things before they ever started because it isn't how you imagined? A lower class life, but with money in the bank to fund my own?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">A contemplating, Baby Bow xx</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-12566688474953177422010-02-05T14:16:00.000-08:002010-02-05T14:28:23.008-08:00Comments and Followers and Emails, Oh My ♥<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhlrk7F7Xtn-0irbRRePWuEGDFIp0xkrjXS3jVLw-56oEuEsggNPxhWwTnDrQaJmldm2eekEvfrKyYyzFOMwn_yatDbSmtLK3d57AMPE7HaL96rvvMZQrv3rRLppP842XMZVoHh6STx87M/s1600-h/lap.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434889463897542386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhlrk7F7Xtn-0irbRRePWuEGDFIp0xkrjXS3jVLw-56oEuEsggNPxhWwTnDrQaJmldm2eekEvfrKyYyzFOMwn_yatDbSmtLK3d57AMPE7HaL96rvvMZQrv3rRLppP842XMZVoHh6STx87M/s200/lap.gif" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Id just like to post to say thank you for comments that have been left recently, I love something to read and I find every ones sugar aspirations so exciting :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I will as recommended do a detailed post on my job as it seems to be a point of interest, its far less glamorous as it sounds but I suppose I do get to travel and it definitely opens up your world and I think works well alongside sugar dating. So that's a post that's coming up over the next few weeks and il give all the advice I have relating to that.</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">As well as comments Ive been receiving a few emails at babybow@live.co.uk , They are all so flattering and its so nice to know people read my blog. I welcome any e-mails, when I first started becoming interested in the Sugar world I had a fellow sugar baby who would give me advice and I think it was really helpful so I don't mind at all if anyone emails, I'm not an expert - far from it but sometimes it nice to pass on little bits of advice :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Also coming up is a full details post on my date yesterday with a new Pot, I'm going to tell absolutely everything and I plan on doing so with anything relating to this pot. This is mainly because I feel a little guilty I'm not dishing the dirt on Mr Perfect but I will do in good time, in fact I'm meeting him tomorrow and visiting his home town, I'm very excited!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">So anyway that was just a little random post, and now IL write about yesterdays date.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Hope everyone is ready for a fun weekend!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-6310168853923577302010-01-31T09:54:00.000-08:002010-01-31T10:17:18.727-08:00Update on the Daddys in my life :-)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJg7e4kV2Hg1AFX2JgZ8vHAXBv_uSY5pxSPD-FGKS-G-ogx0dMp6qqo26zHKjVdOUzSE5Xh1eaxSBzU6xfdBXmaL8tHhZSq96dBWb876YVlCj21KkuHQ144onnwVC7uG3DdwSpu3AXmz1/s1600-h/manners-of-a-gentleman-rules.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432969255275162834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJg7e4kV2Hg1AFX2JgZ8vHAXBv_uSY5pxSPD-FGKS-G-ogx0dMp6qqo26zHKjVdOUzSE5Xh1eaxSBzU6xfdBXmaL8tHhZSq96dBWb876YVlCj21KkuHQ144onnwVC7uG3DdwSpu3AXmz1/s200/manners-of-a-gentleman-rules.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> like to post personal details on here, and I like to keep my blog upbeat and fun... because most of the time I am :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Although the last few weeks or so have been a little hard, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I've</span> have quite a lot going on with regards to my personal life. This <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">isn't</span> something I wish to speak about on here, and I know it will all be <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">OK</span>. But, of course this has had a little impact on my sugar life and hence I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">haven't</span> updated with stories of Pots and dates for a little while.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">So to catch you all up - This is where Bow is on the sugar time line at this moment!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Mr Date came back on the scene, he was quite clear in what he wanted and I made it quite clear (in an almost rude way I was so clear but <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> a little past <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">nicety's</span> with this one!!) what I expected. What I expected by the way was a hell of a lot more than what was last 'put on the table'. An <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance</span> of 5k+, An apartment, and a few extra things.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">This he agreed to, but I am yet to see anything. This is partly due to my own flakiness baring in mind the last month <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> had stuff on my mind, and also due to him as we all know Mr Date cant keep a Date. All in all, I let him stay in the background but I have no real interest and I do not really mind either way so we will see if he makes any effort or not. The sparkle from Mr Date faded a long time ago...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">New Pot: I do have a pot who I am arranging to meet. He seems very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">eager</span>, and very sweet as <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Ive</span> had to let him down numerous amounts of times. He is laid back, down to earth and I think he would take care of me very well. He seems interested in the whole Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">scenario</span> so much so that he has read Sugar Baby 101 and the Seeking books. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> cute, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">haven't</span> heard of many Sugar <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Daddy's</span> taking such an interest. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Il</span></span> meet him soon, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span></span> let you know where/when and what he offers. Again, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">breezy</span> on all of this, if it happens, it happens. I promise <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">il</span> give full details on this one.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Thirdly, Last and CERTAINLY not least - Mr Perfect.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#660000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> not going to say much. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">apologise</span>. I just want to keep him to myself at the moment ;-) But its all good... :-) :-) :-)</span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">The only reasons I have the two other pots is I believe its good to hedge your bets, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">haven't</span> in the past and if things <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don't</span> go to plan it can leave you dateless. I mean, its not a biggie anyway you can just jump back on seeking arrangement - but if you find a few you like, that can be rare, so I suggest keeping a few of them sweet. There is nothing wrong with dating a few people until you know each other and decide to make things more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">official</span>, plus you never know, Daddy might be doing that too...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">I wish you all a lovely week of sugar ahead, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> off to the USA in the morning, just for the night although id much rather spend it at home relaxing, Oh well!</span></div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In other news <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> looking forward to Chicago Sugar coming over, we are going to go to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Nobu</span> or somewhere equally as delicious and fun! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">yay</span> :-)<br /></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Keep it sweet sugars :-)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-81670234247338428632010-01-30T11:18:00.000-08:002010-01-30T16:30:22.025-08:00Bronzed Sugar<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyl_1R2xFKOiNIf7zUIDrhYQxSCdvRgE1P6e9FVJ8cuGB-YdQfFw2CrRNfG984-7tSz1CCrRlUjxW01AyofZuO8AeCfJNvRk3CC8Fg3-uOmace6hFM4oYQbYOFgFf_IcYuOWLc_ueN8B5N/s1600-h/Dubai.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432694717075951666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyl_1R2xFKOiNIf7zUIDrhYQxSCdvRgE1P6e9FVJ8cuGB-YdQfFw2CrRNfG984-7tSz1CCrRlUjxW01AyofZuO8AeCfJNvRk3CC8Fg3-uOmace6hFM4oYQbYOFgFf_IcYuOWLc_ueN8B5N/s200/Dubai.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOkQKqamS8oSicYltxHSKuW7QXIRyPtZI3vab1UjMf3IvS9ALJ7sMTU4J9WCo9XQC-Vjnwns6-_Jgj5iajRdJIzb4z0oYBa-qJxcuqzvX6XxL3z8sdthzyK6afu6rjbP_abbiR0wVaDPJO/s1600-h/IMG_4405.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 7px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 11px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432623625726099426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOkQKqamS8oSicYltxHSKuW7QXIRyPtZI3vab1UjMf3IvS9ALJ7sMTU4J9WCo9XQC-Vjnwns6-_Jgj5iajRdJIzb4z0oYBa-qJxcuqzvX6XxL3z8sdthzyK6afu6rjbP_abbiR0wVaDPJO/s200/IMG_4405.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Ive just returned from a little holiday to Dubai, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">whilst</span> I was there it made me <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">reevaluate</span> what I want out of my life... I like to do this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every now</span> and again. Sometimes my goals are deep and thoughtful, other times they are selfish and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fickle</span>, but what ever you dream... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> your dream... so it can be what ever you want :-)</span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">I thought id give a little account of my few days there, as its like a sugar porno just arriving into that place...</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Most of the time whilst I was in Dubai, I shopped. If you follow my blog you have probably noticed I shop anywhere, which is enjoyable of course but I do need to kick the habit down a few notches, at least until I have a steady <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">allowance!</span> I bought a beautiful pair of cream shoes from Dune - here they are if you are interested </span><a href="http://www.dune.co.uk/catalogue/category.asp?r=43&g=48&s=55"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">http://www.dune.co.uk/catalogue/category.asp?r=43&g=48&s=55</span></a></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Perfect Sugar Daddy date footwear in my eyes :-)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Dubai is a very glitzy place. I was lucky enough to spend an evening in the lounge at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Heathrow</span>, eating seafood, cheese, salmon, caviar, and drinking champagne in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">immense</span> quantities. I then was able to fly first class, in my own bed being served champagne and pampered. Once arriving in Dubai, the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">opulence</span> of that place smacks you in the face. Its the city of 24 Carat hotel walls, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">helicopters</span> picking you up to take you to the hotel, maids and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">nanny's</span>. Everyone drives a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Bentley</span>, everyone owns an island. </span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">In the evenings we would dine out at the most fabulous resturants, ordering what we liked and getting the bill often picked up by neighbouring diners. We spent the evenings dancing in the exclusive Roberto Cavalli owned club, with free champagne all night (in Dubai, girls drink for free everywhere you get into, thats what crazy money this place has - you are never charged) The place is total debauchery!</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">In one club we went to, every few minutes you will hear the music being cut out as they play a theme tune, and you will see 4-5 waiters bring out a huge 'Nebuchadnezzar' sized bottle of Champagne. Fireworks will light up the area, and the table receiving the bottle will bask in the glory. A few minutes later it all happens again, and you look to see the next table has bought yet another. Over and over again the men at these tables try to out do each other with displays of wealth. How much would this set you back you may wonder?</span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;">£20,000. And the most expensive coctail? $7,400. Crazy.</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">On my little shopping trip I popped into a designer store, and I found the most amazing dresses. They were affordable, maybe a couple of hundred pounds each, but I would feel bad paying that each time I wanted a new dress. I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fantasised</span> about how I love the Sugar life, I really do. We are cute women, using are best features including our brains, to get what we want.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">On the flight over there was a couple in first class, The man was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">noticeably</span> older than his younger girlfriend, and I heard a fellow traveller ask 'you know why she is with you?' The girlfriend cut in saying 'Of course, but then I know why he is with me too, and not a woman in her late 50's like yours' Bitchy, I know, but it sums it up perfectly.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">We got what they want, they got what we want. Whats a girl to do? Its simple</span><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"> :-)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">Baby Bow xx</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4637931062112330631.post-71787253971660523982010-01-23T09:13:00.000-08:002010-01-23T17:14:04.189-08:00Flying First Class... Up In The Sky<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhVUwkQafl7dzD0fRHyLwWPtSWGT0TV0gycymA7PqtKSCNHzGXL3qDOTSTb-eCvTvpSxxZdkXrpIlqF2ngJox2DPVbQJc6qk1ccGzXpEElI5Bu4F1s0vWMVy08Xi7e4Zdc-hV_UWxwnTA/s1600-h/air-hostess-costume.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430003600701696546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhVUwkQafl7dzD0fRHyLwWPtSWGT0TV0gycymA7PqtKSCNHzGXL3qDOTSTb-eCvTvpSxxZdkXrpIlqF2ngJox2DPVbQJc6qk1ccGzXpEElI5Bu4F1s0vWMVy08Xi7e4Zdc-hV_UWxwnTA/s200/air-hostess-costume.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Happy Weekend everybody!</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">You may have noticed my last few posts have been a little 'generic' - well that is for a reason, as Ive got things to tell but I have been holding off posting for all kinds of reasons, all will be reveled soon, but until then I am jumping on the safety and traveling bandwagon and giving you a little of my own advice.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Firstly, this post is not to offend anyone, and I am certainly not posting this as a direct response to any ones travels. Just, like many other Sugar Baby's I have noticed the travel debate has arisen and id like to share my own experiences.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">When speaking to a potential Sugar Daddy for the first time, we all know how exciting it can be. We all 'spend' our allowance mentally, we all plan on where we would live, how often we would see them, the things we would do together. This is good, and I think its important to positively think.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Now, when that SD lives out of the Country, or state, we can get caught up imagining the exotic location, the shopping sprees, the dinners out. Lets be honest, traveling somewhere is exciting, so this excitement can sometimes override our natural impulses and our COMMON SENSE.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">A little while ago I 'met' a SD who was in New York. I met him actually in NY when I was on a work trip, and we kept in touch over SD.com. We got on OK, and I had him send me an email from his work address, so that I then could verify his position. He was a CEO at a major bank, the head quarters being based in NYC.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">After speaking for a while, he asked me when I would be back. I explained that I had a long period of holiday leave from work, so I wasn't planning on being back anytime soon. To this, he suggested I fly out to NY to meet him, and stay with him for 3 nights. He promised an allowance, that we would go to his nightclub he owned a share in, and generally have a good time. I immediately told him I expected a hotel, confirmed and in my name, and a first class plane ticket. To this, he responded in an outrageously bad manor, demanding I respect his 'good name' in the business world, and that I 'knew who he was'.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#990000;">Whether or not I would have been treated well in NY <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wasn't</span> good enough for me. The fact he was a multi millionaire with a good rep and well respected within society wasn't good enough for me. The fact he even asked shows he is a dick. I said NO. And I said NO for two reasons. One was safety. And the Second - being a good Sugar Baby...</span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">*Being a good Sugar Baby.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I really feel strongly that you should NEVER visit a SD who is a substantial distance from you, at least for the first couple of times that you meet. This is because, purely and simply they are asking too much of you. They are 'trying it on' to see if you say yes. Its the old "ask 100 girls and one will say yes" rule. But that doesn't mean its right, or that you should be the 'yes girl'.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">A sugar daddy is a sugar daddy because he plans on providing for you, and he is also a gentleman. Why would he expect you to fly all the way to see him, and put your safely at risk? If a potential asks you to do this, in my eyes it is out of order.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Its a known fact that men like a chase, granted they also like a one night stand, but you need to be the one they chase in this instance.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Look at this from a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">SD's</span> point of view, you met online, you spoke, you got along. Next thing, YOU have booked YOURSELF a plane ticket, YOU are taking time out of your life, YOU are paying the expenses. When you arrive, its a given that they are going to expect you to sleep with them, you have just flown your pretty ass half way across the country - in their eyes they believe you flew all that way because you wanted them so bad. I know this sounds strange, but its true. In a mans mind he will not understand why you would make that effort just to ask to sleep in the spare room.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">It also gives the impression that you are a little bit of a pushover. No matter how strong you are, and how well you stand your ground, the Sugar Daddy knows that you made all that effort and he knows you will find it awkward to ask for reimbursement, because of course you would be awkward, who wouldn't?</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I think the main reason, after safety, not to travel is just by him asking you to, it proves he isn't a Sugar Daddy worth seeing. The only exception to this rule is if he is busy, and cannot take the time to go see you. In this case, he may book you a ticket, and a hotel which you could confirm before you arrive. I would still advise against this, as I think its ungentlemanly and that is the exact kind of person I wouldn't waste my time own time on, and neither should you.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Remember back to when you first aspired to be a SB, I'm sure you didn't imagine flying your self out to some random place and loosing your own money. Being a 'good sugar baby' is all about expecting THE BEST. I expect no less that first class travel, and I wont travel (in a sugar situation - I'm not a complete snob :-) any less. The good Sugar Daddy's want you to have a standard, they want to see that you wouldn't fly out cattle class on your own dollar to see just any tom dick or harry for the promise of $...</span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Safety:</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">I didn't want to base this post around safety, as I think its pretty much common sense and other sugar baby's have covered it extremely well - like Chicago Sugar's blog. I wont go over things that have already been said, and I wanted to show more reasons why in unwise to visit a SD on the first date, from a different perspective. I hope <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I've</span> managed to do that?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">The only safety related advice I would like to give is this - never go anywhere without your own money, and that's not even in relation to sugar. I see flights get canceled everyday, and people have to put themselves in hotels for 2,3,4 nights before they can fly home/out.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Ive seen people get stranded in places, with full hotels apart from the 6* ones because <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every ones</span> in the same boat, and its not a great situation to be in. You always need to have your own cash, and if you don't have <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">emergency</span> money, then just sit tight.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Being stranded without money isn't the only risk. You carry the risk of rape, of abuse, of being held without your will. Watch the film 'Taken' if you haven't already seen it, although fictional, the sex slave/trade industry is very real and a multi billion black market. The men who run it and who are involved may be respectful, well dressed, well spoken and will be seen as a 'SD' to on the outside. Think about it, your beautiful, young, impressionable. No body knows where you are, they know that. You know that. Its the ideal trap.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">It all really doesn't bare thinking about so please girls be careful, your all very beautiful and you need to remember what your worth and how easily someone could take you...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Take care and keep yourselves safe,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;">Baby Bow x</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9