How Baby Bow was Born ♥...Sugar days gone by...♥

Ive mentioned in previous posts that I have an 'ex' Sugar Daddy. Someone who introduced me to this whole scene, and made me realise I can get what I want, just like back then - again...

Though Ive mentioned him, I have never gone into detail. I'm not sure if this post will help other aspiring Sugar Baby's or Daddy's, its really just really a post that a few of you might be interested in, as it shows how naturally things can happen sometimes, without the help of websites such as SeekingArrangement and SugarDaddie.com.

So Il call him Big. Now, Big was in his 40-50's, a Middle Eastern mixed British man, quite tall and heavy set, but not fat. His looks reminded me a lot of 'BIG' in Sex and the city, hence the name.

Now Big had been the aire to a hotel chain, I like to call him the Paris Hilton of his company. His parents had owned it, passed it on, and he now ran it as well as owning other unrelated side line. A fully fledged billionaire, who whilst being appreciative of the life he was born into, worked hard to make his own stamp on the business world.

This hotel chain is as well known, if not more so, than Hilton. Its one of the main hotel chains in the world, luxurious and plush. Everyone will have heard of it, if not stayed at one at some stage.

I met Big in a co-incidental way. His family are actually family friends of my own, although I had never mixed with Big before, I knew of his relations. One evening I had been modeling on a really trashy lingerie show in a London club, they had us parading around in our smalls, all in the name of 'fashion' but we all knew it was really so the D list celebrity's could 'admire' (Read: Perv) on us!

After the show, a model who had been working with me and my friend T and I decided to head to a club. We danced the night away next to the VIP tables, when Big caught our eye. He invited myself and T to sit with him, and the drinks started flowing. My other friend from the fashion show stayed for a little while, but got bored quite quickly and left.

I immediately noticed how powerful big was, in every way. He made you feel like you were the only girl in the room when he locked his eyes onto yours, he could manipulate you with his words, making you want to spend more time around him. He was dangerous and naughty, the kind of man your mother would certainly not want you to go home with.

As we sat around the table, Big pulled out a tiny paper wrap, the size of a postage stamp. He unfolded the intricately cut paper, to reveal a white Powder which he shook out onto the back of his hand. In full view of the club and the surrounding party people he took a straw from the tall vase on the table, and snorted it up in one sweeping motion. I asked if he minded people seeing, he told me he owned 50% of the club and they knew better.

This was to be the first of many times Big used cocaine around me, but I remember this first time, its crystal clear, as I had never even seen the stuff before, let alone tried it as a recreation. I think I was 18.

After the club, we headed back to Big's house. It was a huge bachelor pad in London's Mayfair, I mean this place was out of this world. It had a helicopter pad, pool, round revolving beds, a cinema, 3 floors, just craziness. I remember running around giggling as I explored every room.

Now this particular night, Big had been sat next to my friend in the club. We hadn't had much of a chance to speak and it seemed my friend was into him so I sat and watched movies with his friend, while silver trays of cocaine and silver shot glasses were passed around, just like party food. A few hours later, my friend ran into the cinema room and shouted that we needed to get out of there!!! I grabbed my stuff, and much to the Big's bemusement we jumped into the lift to the ground floor. Big followed us, looking calm and relaxed, and asked us where we wanted to go. There were no taxis around, so in the end he persuaded us to get in his car, and he drove us home himself.

When we got home, I asked my friend what the problem was, really worried at this point that Big had tried to rape her. She laughed it off, saying of course not, but he had asked her to see him a few times per month for £5000. He said if she spent the night with him then she could take this, and he had handed her a huge wad of £50 notes, bigger than her clutch bag. It was too awkward, T is quite conservative and it shocked her... so she wanted to leave. She said she was outraged, and we believed he had asked her to be a prostitute, which we both found hilarious.

In the back of my mind I kept thinking, I wonder why she didn't do it. He was a good looking man, with a magnetism you couldn't deny, and to be honest with all the drink and the atmosphere I could have seen it happening with or without the 'gifts'.... I kept thinking what would she spend 5k on?! How would she tell her parents she had it? Would she regret it? Would that be being a prostitute??

I put Big to the back of my mind, but remained curious about the idea. Until fate bought us together again.....

To be continued

(Because I want to include all the stories and details but I cant write i all in one post!)

Baby Bow xx

Ive been in Miami B*tch!

I just arrived back from Miami where I spent some of the weekend, it was a little cooler than I expected so I spend most of my time there shopping!

I decided to take myself on a 'sugar spree' with my own spondolies, id rather it be someone Else's, but hey sometimes a girl needs to shop! I updated my make up bag in Sephora, I bought some Nars Sheer Glow and I have to say it is the best foundation I have ever used, along with a few new brushes and a Laura Mercier eye pallate.

Almost $200 later and I decided I had dropped enough on just make up. I love Sephora, I like the way you can browse and try everything and anything on that you like without hassle. In the UK, we dont really speak to each other in stores much and this is one of the main differences I notice spending time in the US and the UK.

In the UK you can basically do your whole shopping, without speaking to a single person. You can walk in, fill your basket, browse, serve yourself at a self serve checkout, leave and have not even said hello. In the US you get greeted at the door, asked if your 'ok' one million times, followed around, asked if your ready to checkout, and it goes on and on! I don't know which I prefer, I think it depends on your mood!

My sugar world is picking back up after Christmas, I am so excited to move into my own sugar pad!

Things are really great and I have lots planned, which il do posts on soon. I'm also thinking of doing a post describing my ex SD and the life style I led with him, as I realise I have only ever referred to it, but not gone into detail, and that's where I learnt a lot.

Happy New Year!

BB xx

I dont exercise... If God had wanted me to bend over, he would have put Diamonds on the floor ♦

I hope everyone had a fabulous Christmas.

Mine was so enjoyable, being at home with my friends and my family, watching everybody open their gifts and opening gifts of my own.

Now, its all over. I look forward to the new year, and all the plans I have to make :-)

January is going to be a busy time for me, I have many new years resolutions and so much that I want to do. Il be fairly busy with work, but want to fit a move into this, plus the goose has gotten fat and I need to exercise. Eugh.

I'm going to take Hoodia which is a natural appetite suppressant, I like it and I think once its into you system its very effective. I like to eat healthily, so il be enjoying plenty of fruit, veg, seeds and cutting out most carbs and fats. I also like making yummy protein shakes or veg juices and drinking a few of these per day.

Il be training on a power plate - a device that vibrates and shakes the fat, making it easier to break down. It also equals the equivalent of hours of exercise in a short 15 minute session. Il also try to run every few days, which is hard for me because I hate it! But its effective, so Il try.

I'm hoping when I move to central London il enjoy exercise more. I have heard lots of celebrity's and rich men run around Green Park, and as il be not too far away I may incorporate a bit of running with my sugar hunts!

If you have a little time off over the festive season and feel like you haven't watched quite enough movies, check out this film. The Girl Friend Experience. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4A2xCwQsMo Its essentially the story of an escort, and follows her life during the economic downturn.

A sugar baby is, of course, not an escort - but I found it interesting none the less. The lead actress is actually a porn star, and her acting leaves a lot to be desired (although some say its not the acting, but her portrayal of a rather flat character)

You can find it online if you fancy watching the whole thing.

So, im off to eat some cheese and busicuts. Bad Baby Bow, but the new year isnt in yet! Im pretty excited about 2010... I think it has a rather nice ring to it, dont you think?

A De Beers ring, lets hope.

New Year Love,

Baby Bow xxx

Finding the Diamonds, in the Dirt ♦

Recently I received a few e-mails, all asking a particular question. Where do I find these Sugar Daddies? A higher calibre potential? A diamond daddy?

It made me think through the ways I search, and the types I respond to and have dates with. I thought it might make an interesting post, and certainly might give a few hints to others.

Firstly, I have a few golden rules. These rules need to be stretched, moulded and shaped - to fit your ideal situation.

For example, my situation is this. I want a long term daddy, I want him to be willing and able to provide me with an allowance. This allowance should be monthly, and high. He should have experience in life, and be able to mentor me. I want to learn from him. He should be supportive. That's just the points that I am personally looking for. So, going from that, this is what I look for.

• Daddy should have a high net worth



• Daddy should be willing, and able to have this relationship, and understand what it entails



• Daddy should know what he wants



• Daddy should have his own business, be a CEO, or be retired!

Now, this might seem a little strange, but I have reasons behind them.

High net worth: Obvious reasons, the higher the worth, the richer the man, the more suitable a contender to be a sugar daddy. That said, if he is worth 100Mil but has homes here there and everywhere, an ex wife, 10 children at private school, a jet to fuel... where is my Birkin going to come from? I don't want him to have to re mortgage a house to keep my feet wrapped in Choo and my neck wrapped in Diamonds. The income needs to be disposable, or, at least, he will want to share his 'lifestyle' with you.

Willing and Able: Sometimes we come across potential sugar daddies, who haven't played the game before, or don't know what it entails. They seem shocked at the basics, and these people I write off asap, if not sooner.! There are far too many sugar big fishes in the sea, to play e-mail ping pong with someone who wont cut to the chase, or who you feel uncomfortable bringing the important stuff up with. We may come across men who are willing, but don't have the means to go ahead - be in financially, mentally, physically, tied up time, etc. We may come across men who are able in these ways - but are not willing. Discard these daddy's, but don't cut ties in a hasty manor.

Know what you want: Just as you should be clear on what you want - you want daddy to be the same. I think its best to dive straight in, negotiate if needed, and respectfully make your intentions clear. Its not unusual for 'the talk' to not come up, date after date, and before you know it things have gotten confused and you don't know how to say it. I believe this is the mans role, and they should lay an offer on the table. If they are not, give them a nudge. If they don't respond, send them a text/e-mail being honest and truthful about how you feel (if its awkward to ask, say so) and ask them how they would like to go forward. Never worry about 'loosing' a potential for being honest. You are both there for a reason. If he is a business man, he will understand negoation and appreciate you being 'up front'. Your on his grounds now, and he should take the lead.

Business/CEO/Retired: Id like to find a man to learn from. I am intelligent, I don't just want to gain for the here and now. I want to gain future skills, set up my own business, more than one, I want a baby bow empire. He will teach me everything he knows, maybe even help to set this up. To do this, he needs the experience from his own business, to running a business, or if he is retired, he can be interested in helping me to set up my own. Mentoring and sponsoring.

So this is my formula. All of these = a good potential in my eyes, and get a date ;-)

These are my own guidelines, but every one has their own. If your looking for different things, my rules wont apply, but its good to make your own.

But remember, rules are there to be broken ;-) And I break the rules...

Merry Christmas!

Baby Bow xx

☆Sugar Sweet Christmas To You All☆

I had a play around with the layout of my blog and was so happy to find a really cute layout... I only just worked out how to do it! But anyway, I have had to remove it because as pretty as it looked my comments were not working, and I love reading comments, there my favorite!

So what are all of you hoping to receive this Christmas? What are you getting for your Sugar Daddy's? Any new years resolutions?

Here is Baby Bows Sugar Wish List:

• Yves Saint Laurent * Tribtoo Patent Leather Pumps * Grey
• Judith Leiber *Cupcake Crystal-Embellished Clutch (Pictured, Uber expensive, dont know if id really want one! Id feel excessive!)
• Christain Louboutin Barbie Doll
• Smythson Diary
• A week on the Pink Sand resort in the Bahamas
  

This list is purely a 'wish' list, I wont be getting any of these things, hopefully one day I will, but for now its nice to dream :-) Id love to see any one else's wish lists - purely self indulgent sugar wish lists - we all want world peace but this is just for the things money can buy! A little escapism if you will :-)

In other news, I am planning a move. I have found two lovely places in Westminster and South Kensington, in my own price range so that's all the better. I think Il move in Jan, and then il really be able to enjoy myself! Mr Perfect has been giving me lots of advice, and it will be nice to so central.

I have many personal goals for the new year, and many sugar goals. I feel like the sugar world over the last year has been like a little game to me. I am always picky with who actually gets a date, which may be a bad thing as it can limit who I meet, but in other ways it usually results in all of my sugar dates being successfully - and most offering me an arrangement of some sort.

I then have tended to turn the arrangement down, for what ever reason. I set my sights quite high allowance wise, because I know it is possible - I have had this in the past -and I like my 'dating' sugar daddy's. I have not been desperate to start an arrangement, as I personally don't *need* to start one immediately, I just want to live somewhere grand and own more shoes. But I have enjoyed the year by meeting new people and I have gained a lot more than £ and gifts. I have gained knowledge, and friends.

Now, with this important knowledge I feel I can secure my sugar daddy in 2010. I don't think Ive been ready to do this in 09, I've been gathering and harvesting the sugar ready for the new year. I am armed with more sugar than I thought was possible, options all lined up and ready for the new seasons. Waiting for stage two. I have got rid of the pointless potentials, erased them from my blackberry, and kept the 'diamond daddy's' on the back burner.

2010 is going to be my year, and I am going to pounce ladies and gents!

Christmas Wishes And Seasons Greatings,

Love... Baby Bow x

Who hid the Louboutins? More Mr Perfect dates

Met Mr Perfect for lunch yesterday, he had text me asking if I would like to join him so we arranged to meet in a pretty famous London eatery. He got held up, but I didn't mind and sat at our table ordering wine and olive bread and watching all the 'Sloan rangers' from Sloan square, the ladies who lunch, and a fair few sugar daddy's and their girls :-)

Mr Perfect arrived, looking much better than I have ever seen him look before. He usually dresses quite casual when I see him but this day he had on a gorgeous suit and the most beautiful watch, and his hair looked cute.

We laughed all through lunch, and spent as long as we could there until we got kicked out. He hailed me a taxi, and off I went to a party with some friends. Ive spoke to him since, I like to see where things are going with him but I don't want to push anything, he is looking for something real, and real things take time. He treats me exactly how I like to be treated and I can talk to him for hours, he is not pushy and has not even tried to kiss me, only ever on the cheek, and all sexual talk has so far been on lock down :-)

At the party someone stole my Loubutins***FML*** You may be wondering why I was wandering round a party barefoot, but it was at a house and i thought a bit of barefoot carpet dancing was called for... so off they came, and a few minutes later were no where to be seen. I found one, in a bush, hmmmmm. Jealous girls much???

So I'm mourning my louboutin boots, but apart from that I'm a happy baby. This weekend, if all goes well I am going on a fabulous sugar date with a new potential - il introduce him after, and give you the juicy date details! We have been arranging something for a while, really get along via e-mail as we have a lot in common, his allowance is a little lower than I expect but he knows this, and I'm happy to negotiate, as he wont be my one and only.

BB xxxxxxx

♥O to the M to the G ♥

Mr Perfect and I have been speaking on the phone, and he asked if I would like to meet him in London. It was unfortunate that I was busy this week, and on the few free days that I had were prior arranged - a spa day with a friend. After our chat, I mentioned the spa I was going to, and as its quite well known Mr P had heard of it (even though it is miles out of London, in the countryside)

I spent some time in the spa, had a mani and a sugar salt scrub, massage and used the steam room. I decided I was a little restless after doing not a lot all day so I got dressed out of my flurry white robe and walked to a near by park with my friend, taking her dog for a walk.
All at once I got a few messages through, they were from Mr Perfect asking if I minded calling him back. I stepped out of the park and called him, and he asked what I was doing. I said I felt hungry and my girlfriend was going home now as she had to work, so I planned on going back home.

Mr perfect then asked if id join him for dinner, that evening in London. I explained that it was far and he said don't worry il fly you down just for dinner, then you can go back to the country to stay with your friend, or go back home, either way il get you there. This offer was too good to refuse, I knew he was planning on going to the Ivy and I love their bang bang chicken in peanut sauce and the dressed crab... yum..... Bow hearts the Ivy.

So off I went to this little local airport, I'm thinking - I'm sure they don't actually have airlines fly out of here?! But I went along anyway, because I know I travel a lot but I don't know too much about small airports. So I get there, in my Pink Victoria Secret sweats, juicy couture welly boots, and a big hoodie (I had been in the park so glamour was not on the cards - and yes, I like to dress like a 5 year old when I'm cosy!) and low and behold it is not an airport, just a private air field of some sort.

Then my blackberry rings and its Mr Perfect, I speak and as I speak I hear him behind me. I turn around, and OMG he is there in his own plane picking me up! We hopped in, and off we flew down to London. Not only was this Mr Perfects own plane, but he was flying it himself, so fun. We landed, and he arranged for a driver to pick us up, and take us to the Ivy. Luckily I had a little black dress in my bag that id taken from my girlfriends house before I left in preparation, Bow is always thinking! I had a few pins in my bag and I scrapped my hair up into a messy chiagon, I smelt of sugar from the sugar rub and scrub, and Mr perfect didn't seem to care!

Baby Bow xxx

Colouring outside of the lines....

So today I decided to change my blogs name from 'Sugar Memoirs' to 'Memoirs Of A Sugarbaby' this is just because I wanted to originally call it that, but I have only just got around to changing the name.... Plus I wanted to add a cute heart.

So this week has been rather strange, in my personal life I have had a fabulous week. In my sugar life, I have had an unexpected week... As I received a text from Mr Date and ended up meeting him for Lunch. I'm not going to go into too much detail purely because I don't know what is going on right now, but there you go. I dont trust him as far as I could throw him, but I like him. Strange indeed. Promising.maybe? Watch this space...

In other news, I am loving Mr Perfect and I think he is someone I am going to spend a lot of time with. I can see this being a long drawn out process, with regards to allowance and liaisons, this is mainly due to the fact that Mr Perfect spends a lot of time traveling, as do I, and time to meet up on home ground may be limited. The other 'issue' with Mr Perfect is he is looking for a girlfriend, rather than an arrangement.

I, personally, do not find this a problem. Some sugar baby's may run a mile, but these are my reasons not to.

Firstly, I don't have a boyfriend/partner/current SD. So its not like my 'girlfriend' role is all taken, and I am a very, very good girlfriend (if I do say so myself :-)

I find the two things...being a GF or a SB...similar, with only a few blurred differences. Before you run a mile at the word Girlfriend, take this into consideration.

As a Sugar baby we arrange the whole thing, sometimes from the exact start and sometimes even to the exact date of finish. We see our time as limited, and we only go as far as the rules or 'terms' allow us. We ask: Where do we meet? How long for? How many times per month? How is allowance paid? How often? Weekly? Monthly? Will I travel? Will I come to you? Will you come to me? Will we stay over night? Sex? How often? Gifts? When?

As a Girlfriend, these same issued are covered, but with less of boundary's, we gain our SD's full trust, his admiration and affection, we know exactly where one another stands and we genuinely respect each other. Once we have this, we can build on a truly rewarding relationship, where we gain far more and feel more secure, more content. We can ask, and have the right to what ever we like, what we want will be ours, as our SD knows a happy SB is a rewarding SB :-) As a girlfriend sugar baby, we can colour outside of the lines.

Mr Perfect is currently in Asia, at a four seasons resort, and keeps sending me cute picture messages of his time there and frequent updates. I really appreciate this and I cant wait to see him again. Although I like him very much, and I think he is a diamond of a daddy, I am continuing to see other potentials. I really want to have a base of 2-3 daddy's, ones to fall back on when the others haven't come through, all the while il be nurturing my relationship with Mr Perfect, and eventually id be happy to just have him :-)

Lots Of Love,

Baby Bow xx