Sugary Sorrys....

I'm sorry my beautiful followers and readers or anyone who randomly checked out my blog...

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!

I shall start composing the updates now! Watch this space...

Baby Bow :-)

The Perfect Effect...

In my last post I mentioned how P and I have a strange relationship, but I didn't 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...

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...

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.

Here comes the strange part - we have not had sex, nor have we really even kissed.

I have stayed with him a few times, lately on the trip to Dubai, but he always books me a separate room.

Now, as you can imagine this has confused me a great deal. Sure, I like a gentleman and sure its nice to know I'm not being used what so ever, but this is like something out of a 19'20s silent movie... I'm flirting, he is flirting, we are flirting. But that's where it stops. Thanks for this evening, and a kiss on the cheek!

At first, I thought he was gay, and I was his beard. But, I have come to the conclusion that he couldn't 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 situation, and he responded by saying he is just out of practice...

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 I'm at the point where I am MORE THAN COMFORTABLE with us sharing a bed... or a kiss, at least.

So there you have it, my strange little set up with Perfect, I will keep you updated!

Kisses :-)

Baby Bow xx

*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

Happy Easter ♥ Dubai Continued....

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 Nobu, which is actually inside another amazing hotel, Atlantis, nestled on the palm a short drive away (Pictured above).

To dinner I wore an amazing corset I picked up in forever 21 - US baby's 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 waisted pencil skirt, with peach heels.

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 Nobu London, but in Dubai the menu was different so I tried the Yellow Tail Sashimi with Jalapenos, and for main I had the fillet of Salmon with Avocado Tempura.... yum. I decided to not drink any alcohol so opted for Green tea.

That evening I had a great sleep and woke up refreshed and ready for the races! We ordered some room service pancakes, fruit, yogurt and coffee (Yes all I did this trip was EAT) and got dressed, I loved the dress and shall post a picture on my face book, although the feathers went a little crazy so the hair took a while to tame!

The races was a lot of fun, and much more extravagant 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 wasn't 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!

I didn't 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!

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.

I quite enjoyed flying home on my own, I changed into Pjs 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.

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...

I had a wonderful, unexpected trip and have been invited on something similar later in the summer. At the moment I'm hoping il have the time off work - if not guess who is getting the man flu in July!

That's all for now, will post again soon,

Baby Bow xx

Perfect Weekends, Perfect Sugar

Why hello there beautiful Sugars!

I know I know, I haven't 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!

Well first I shall tell you about a wonderful surprise I had from somebody a little PERFECT.

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....

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 familiar with Dubai it is like the sugar playground of all time, opulent and diamond covered, with sugar baby's grazing every mans arm. The people here have real F-YOU money, and buy hotel chains and private jets like its a game of monopoly.

I was flown by his private plane down to his huge house, its the most beautiful house Ive ever seen and I would have been happy for this experience alone, but it got better. We then went to a local Michelin starred restaurant for the best oysters Ive ever had, full of Tabasco and washed down with champagne.

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-thru passport control and luggage check in.

From there we relaxed at the lounge, I ate king prawns in a chili sauce with spinach leaves, and had a coffee, and watched sports on the big screens whilst flicking through a page or two of Hello.

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 cutlery 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 relatively short 6 hour flight I decided to sleep most of the way so that I would arrive refreshed.

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 helicopters land right onto the roof.

I decided to freshen up in the bathroom, which was marble with heavy toweling robes and fluffy slippers and spa products all around. They even gave you small pots of creme De la Mer, which I slathered all over my face quicker than you could ever imagine - I love that stuff!
After showering I decided to go meet my friends who live in Dubai, we met at the mall of emirates 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 isn't stuffy or full of pretentious assistants, and they sell my favorite dress designer called 'sky' (I never see these dresses anywhere other than Dubai?)

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 wrapped 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.

The dress cost the equivalent of about £100 so it wasn't 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 surprise allowance 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)

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...

To be continued!

xx

'Off with your head'!

CL is officially my favorite Sugar in disguise website, a quick anonymous 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.

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 expectations 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.

In my previous posts I mentioned how 'G' was fleeting in and out of the scene, well, its official - HE IS OUT.

G got back in touch, gave a few excuses for not being around, and we rescheduled to meet again. The morning of the meet came, and there I am preening and prepping myself as all good Sugar Baby's do...

Knowing his recent flakiness, 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 don't get out of bed for less than £100,000, but this would be grossly untrue. I don't get out of bed for less than a 5k allowance. That's more like it. ;-)

To my disappointment but not my surprise, I received the following text...

'Hi! sorry up to my everything in it at the moment. Having a s... day. Lots going on, and not sure when it will end. Probably best to scrub today. xx '

Pure crap. That's exactly how it was written too. Does everyone agree this is the most useless text apology you have ever had the misfortune 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"...hehehe.

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 circumstances could change and it might be benefiting 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.

Like Ive said in the past, to feel anger towards another person is like swallowing poison and expecting them to fall ill. Its far better to get rid of any negativity, and remain happy.

In this instance, I defied all of my own rules and I text back with a rambling of how he had let me down and I wished for him to delete my number.... oops. Still, I don't regret this choice. I feel that G had something hidden, something was not quite right and I'm glad I outed him sooner rather than later.

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 unnatural to imagine an 'us' as a SD/SB unit, so i didn't need too much discouragement. G never replied, which I think just goes to show he was all talk and no wallet. The worst kind.

But, in general I would advise you stay friends with any pots that don't 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.

Lovings :) Baby Bow x

Daffys Date...

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.

We decided to meet at The Dorchester in London, a beautiful and famous London landmark, oozing with class and old style glamour.

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....hmmmm Bow was feeling a little tipsy when she remembered that Ducky was waiting :)

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.

I was wearing a dark grey Galaxy dress, (although mine was Topshop) covered by a white cashmere coat topped of with killer black Louboutins. No jewelry, sometimes I like my self to do the sparkling ;)

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.

I pushed, and pushed and pushed, at one point unladylike-ly banging the door with my ass to try and get some weight behind me and jam it open!

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'.

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 lipgloss I decided I was ready to face the world, if not ready to laugh at my 'Blondness'.

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 ordered a bottle of Champagne, and started to talk.

When I say talk, I should say I talked. And talked. And talked. Talked some more... Daffy sat there, listening, but not venturing much.

It soon dawned on me that not only has daffy got the most boringly ridiculous 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.

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 isn't a cosmetic surgery for an unpleasing voice?

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...

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 truly don't think there is anything wrong with Daffy, its just personally I find it hard taking the more dominant role in conversations 90% of the time. I like to be wined and dined, and I felt like I was doing all of the entertaining.

Daffy must have not sensed this, as out came the smythson and an attempt to re-arrange was made. I think id rather let daffy fly on over to another sugar pond - I'm sure he can find someone better suited to him. Maybe someone boney with a small hearing problem...

Lovings, Baby Bow xx

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 :)

PPS - IM A HAPPY LADY...

YAY to the CL....

Good day Sugars,

As aforementioned in my last post, I have had a little 'play around' with Craig's 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.

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.

Not being prepared to fork out for Sugar Daddie.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.

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 im 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.

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.

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.

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...

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 il probably be fatter than the Christmas goose at the end of it, but who knows what could happen.

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.

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.

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!

In other news, G resurfaced with an excuse of sorts. He agreed to a date this week, and il see how that goes. I'm thinking positively as he is maybe the most genuine sounding man Ive met in this way and will be sure to update as and when I have my allowance :)

Expect a full update soon on tomorrow's date day, and I wish a happy week to you all,

Love, Baby Bow xx