(Quick side note: Trip was taken prior to being a self-proclaimed sugar baby, before I ever “fell” into the lifestyle)

Roma, Italia

Phew! After a long day of seeing the sights and shopping so far, just a short nap and I’ll be on my way back to the Spanish steps for more shopping (I hope) with my older friend, Mr. H…

Mr. H is so sweet, I wish I was more attracted to him. He wants to be married again (he alludes to marrying me), and, well– not only am I not sure if I want to be married (again), I don’t know that I’ll ever feel that way about him. He says that he wants me to move in when we get home, that I can have the extra house as my studio and come and go as I please (yeah right), so I don’t know…

What does it say to me when I wake up this morning to him tryin to spoon me, yelch! I had to “pretend” to go to the bathroom real quick… I mean, I told him I was seeing someone exclusively back home, and he said he understood, that he would want someone respecting him the same if they went to Italy with some strange man… I guess when the tables, er I mean the beds, are turned however,  things once said are quickly forgotten.

I was forewarned by sugar baby friends that Mr. H may come onto me, but I filed that away, along with the confidence to believe that every man wants to sleep with me. I mean, who really believes that of themselves? Honestly though, I am not fishing for compliments from anyone choosing to read this of their own recognizance, like I’m going to give myself compliments or something–

– Okay, back from philosophical tangent

Mr. H though, he said “no strings” when he asked to take me here to Italy, so that is what I’m going off of. Oye ve, what are we going to when we get aboard that cruise? I am going to have to plead sea-sickness or bust! 10 days asea with a man whose sexual tension with me is growing (trust me, I could feel it this morning) immensely and about to burst. Yikes, this could get ugly, or messy.

If I am going to really enjoy the sites here, which, being in Italy is a must, I’d better figure out a better plan than to take a handful of xanax with my morning piss. I’d like my own memories to supersede the 4 gigs or so of digital ones I’ll have racked up by then—hmm.. What to do, what to do… Ah ha! I’ve got it; I’ll take him to a strip club tonight! I’ll dance with some of the girls for him and buy him a dance (or put it on his tab) in the “back room” or whatever the Italian equivalent is.

Wonder which stores we’re gonna hit up after this nap, I can hardly sleep! Crap, Mr. H wants to cuddle, “just for a minute” he says.

“Just a minute,” I reply, “I need to take my meds first.” (Insert gag reflex here)

When one of my sugar daddies took me on a trip overseas, I was overjoyed that he was to take me watch shopping—oh boy! Besides the shoe, handbag, and jewelry fetish I have, watches have been making their way into my heart as well. So when I was prompted to choose any watch I wanted, I couldn’t think fast enough of which one I desired. To make a long story short, he purchased a watch for me for $5600. That was a little over a year ago, and although I wear the watch regularly, I don’t see that sugar daddy anymore, and I have other watches that are almost as nice that I don’t have to be as careful with. Also, in my frenzy to pick the watch of my dreams, I chose something that in hindsight was trendier than classic, making it seem a little obsolete in the long-term. Ever since I stopped seeing that SD, I’ve thought about selling the watch more than a few times.

Speaking of selling or getting rid of gifts from old lovers, I saw an auction on TV last night where this woman wanted to sell this 238 carat blue sapphire that was given to her by an ex-lover at the request of her new boyfriend. The money from the sapphire would fund a vacation for the new boyfriend and her, kinda crappy if you ask me, on national television and all. So I’m sure you’re dying to know how much money you can fetch with a 238 carat sapphire, aren’t you? Not much it turns out. It sold for a measly $2800.00! Have fun on you vacay, beatch! Her and her new boyfriend’s smug looks on their faces were shitty to boot, it’s none of his business whether or not she should keep a piece of jewelry, in my opinion.

Okay, so back to the question of selling or getting rid of a gift from an ex-lover or sugar-daddy… Well, I have a girlfriend in the same boat, her SD bought her this amazing necklace, they don’t talk anymore, she needs the money, does she keep it or try to sell? She’s trying to sell… On a side-note, my new lover has never inquired about where my things come from, I think he knows better, and he probably knows I wouldn’t tell him anyway!

I tried listing my watch on eBay for a while to no avail, turns out that my watch is one of the more “copied” ones out there, making buyers leery to purchase from me, and eager to buy a “copy” at a fifth of the price! Jeez, good going you watch copying people, making it hard for me to sell mine, pfft!

On my lunch break yesterday, I stopped in at this local watch liquidator slash jeweler’s place. I brought my beautiful watch piece in and sat down to speak with their buyer. I gave him the authenticating paperwork and told him I was interested in selling it, he told me about the counterfeits and why it was hard to sell that particular watch… Then he asked me how much I wanted for ir—the dreaded pawn question… how much do I want for it, how should I know, I didn’t pay for the damn thing!

I left $1500 in cash, richer than I was 30 min prior, not bad for a lunch break I must say… Eh, easy come, easy go, right?

The first time I ever laid eyes on those red-soled pumps, my heart raced in a fury. Women date financially wealthy men for a whole shoe (haha) of reasons, Christian Louboutins are mine.

After returning from a trip with *William, my tech mogul sugar daddy, we visited Saks Fifth Avenue to see what we could see!

*Not his real name

Trips to Saks make me swoon, my knees get shaky and I’m over loaded with the sights and aromas of unadulterated style.

The shoes though, you know what I mean sugar babies, the shoes are the real way to my heart… There, nicely displayed, layered and stacked on the center table were the iconic red-soled Christian Louboutins! William and I strolled over to that well-lit collection and got comfortable. I tried on nearly every available style in my size, strutting around the store for nearly an hour before finding and settling on my coveted first pair! Expensive? Oh my, thank god my sugar daddy carries his black American Express wherever he goes, this purchase required a status-savvy credit card if ever there was one!

Dating sugar daddies has its benefits, no health insurance or a 401k, but those red-soles are soooooo good for the soul! Christian Louboutin is a genius! First releasing his creations in a 1992 shoe collection, he was revered for his panache and idyllic piece de resistance…according to me anyway.

This blog is just a quick note to thank the great Christian Louboutin for all his beautiful artistic objects of my desire, the apple of my eye.

Some sugar babies want to be taken on trips, want an allowance, crave spa treatments, or need their bills paid. I’m a working girl, I make a living, all I need is a little bit of Christian Louboutin from my sugar daddy… I’m Jus’ Sayin’

Make it a financial arrangement…

“But it’s hhhaaaaarrrddd,” as my four-year-old would say.

True, it’s not the easiest life, and it’s not the most glamourous, (I have to do my own hair, make-up, and dress myself if you can believe it!) Would you like to peer into my sugar daddy weekend? Sheesh, and they say you get weekends off…

Sunday a.m.

7:00 Sugar Daddy ‘J’ (not his real name), is still sleeping, I get up to make up myself, and some coffee (no personal chef or room service today–who gets room service at their own house anyway?) J really mustn’t see me before I have had a chance to get myself together, I look atrocious, (not entirely true) but I do notice that my hair smells a little greasy and there’s the dreaded mascara rings under my eyes.

7:30 Ahhhhh, as I take my first sip of coffee, undisturbed, unrequited, underneath my mug my fingers are warm…this would have come in handy last night with J, I felt like a cold dead-person…the word fish just would have seemed out of place if I used it there, don’t you think?

7:41 Shower-time = Fun-time = Self-pleasure! I’m up, I’m up… Again, last night, this would have come in handy… My daddy likes to say my name over and over again, and it totally gives me the creeps to hear my name in bed. Unless it’s waking me up softly, whispering it while kissing me on the cheeks and forehead, please don’t say my name…

8:20 Clean shaven, showered, and towel-dried, I start the process of quote un-quote putting myself together, getting ready, and the like.

8:30 Oh what a process this is, making my skin look flawless with YSL moisturizing base that J makes me keep here, rosy cheeks, have to use eye-shadow to make my eyes look wider and more doe-like to retain my SDs full-attention…just a few last-minute things now, eye-lashes need a good bend, glitter (no, I’m kidding, not this morning, it’s better suited at most strip clubs), and a little, just a little gold fleck for the plump in my lips…remember—I’m not a perfect 10, so I have to fake it….

9:30 Time to tame these tresses, I wonder if J is stirring yet? I check on the bastard, nope, not a sound…is he still breathing? I check, yup– do SD’s even have a vague idea of the literal work and time that it takes sugar babies to make sure they look their best? No, they probably don’t, nor do they care, this is my JOB after all

10:30 I prepare a cup of joe, just the way daddy likes it, sweet and creamy… Piling toast and jam on a plate, I grab the daily pills that J takes, and off I go to the master’s sleeping quarters

10:40 J literally hasn’t moved since I arrived at the foot of the huge princess and the pea bed, I guess last night did him in…haha

10:50 I decide to go to the mall for a quick thing or two since J isn’t in the mood to get up yet, I swear he literally grumbled “I’m not in the mood to get up yet,” what am I supposed to do with that? Okay then, I’ll be back after I’m forced to purchase a few things for myself, I’m at his mercy after-all…who do you think pays my bills? This guy, that’s who!

10:59 I grab sugar daddy’s jaguar keys, and on my way out, I get a hankering to peek into the bedroom, so I do… J is a pretty good looking guy, he’s tan (no doubt from vacationing), fit, and he’s got that je ne sais quoi that attracts most women—I’m pretty lucky

12:04 Crap, where did the time go?!? J hates it when I’m late, not that he’s called, or that I told him when I’d be home, he just doesn’t like lateness or surprises for that matter. That said, I’ll keep the knowledge of these purchases to myself, after all, they’re small things (not small as in cheap, more like small as in size to fit in my compact Dior handbag)

12:14 I’ve arrived at J’s manor again!! J is awake, yippie! I’d better put my cell away, one must not be so rude…

12:20 J takes me in his arms in what feels like the perfect loving embrace, I then wonder if he embraces his wife like that? To anyone else, we probably look like the quintessential father-daughter duo, yikes!

1:30 Lots of football games all afternoon, J loves “da Bears”, and he got me this retro-styled jersey last week for me to prance around in all-day…so I oblige… black war paint and all!

4:30 J picks up the phone, his wife is calling, she’s wondering when he will be home (we are at his part-time manor today) he looks at me while she’s talking at him, I can hear her—she talks so loud, and he rolls his eyes, then he smiles warmly at me…

5:00 Lower the velvet red curtain for a short intermission please, a really short one by most sugar baby’s standards…. I never said my sugar daddy was amazing in bed, but those blue diamond-shaped pills help a lot

6:00 C’est la vie to my weekend lover, part-time husband, and full-time provider…until next time, I’ll be tearing up the town, doing things on my own, just like my sugar daddy!

And now…a word from our sponsor

I love the notion that beauty can be defined in both mathematical and scientific terms. And while the fact of the matter may be that if you are in good physical shape and apply make-up to create the perception of symmetry, even though you weren’t graced with Heidi Klum’s genes, you can still be thought of as beautiful. Most women could work harder to be beautiful, some women don’t have to work for it at all, but maintaining it, however… Well that’s something every woman MUST do!

Its funny how, depending on what gene pool you were delivered from, women are absolute HATERS of those of us who simply try to be more beautiful or keep ourselves looking put together. What world do they live in? I mean, think about it, why does the human species even exist? And for that matter, why do other animal species exist? The answer is simple, albeit seemingly dumb, to reproduce.

I know I know, we’ve come so far, what with women’s rights and all the rest of that shit, how can we be reduced to being, you know– breeders? But I love how complex everything is now… How human beings have a whole slew of different reasons behind each decision and action they make. Yes, I agree that we have evolved into a species that has variety in its specimen. But no, just because psychology would have us believe we are more complex as a result of our individual upbringings doesn’t matter, we all end up wanting the same thing anyway…choosing a partner to reproduce with, and ultimately, pass our genetics on– it’s natural selection happening at its best!

Back to beauty though, our species like it and desire it, wanting to pass it on to their offspring. Beauty potentially weeds out disease and famine, wait…we want the famine, just not in the light history has shown it. Abnormally large eyes and pouty lips are both a sign of health and beauty. Men gravitate towards those things, beauty, it’s in their genetic code, remember? That’s why beautiful women get special treatment, because men want to pass on their genetic code through them, duh, it’s called: “Survival of the fittest….”

Anyway, now that you know the secret to a prosperous gene pool, and adhere to using the tools that can help you get there (you know– lip gloss, eye-shadow, THE GYM), you too can be a better, more beautiful version of yourself! Seriously though, the better you take care of yourself, the better you will get taken care of by others, and by de-fault, your partner… Or sugar daddy… Or what ever!

-Take my advice, I’m jus’ saying

I saw when I was reading the SugarSugar.com blog that Clyde had spent a few posts discussing whether or not to date multiple sugar daddies. So I wanted to put in my two cents on that topic since I’ve had a bit more experience than him juggling sugar daddies.

Back in the old days before I could use a sugar daddy dating site like SugarSugar.com, I was lucky enough to have one sugar daddy. I would never have even considered juggling multiple sugar daddies. But now, thanks to SugarSugar.com, A sugar baby like me can have multiple wealthy men acting as her millionaire sugar daddy. But there’s only one of me and, well, I’ve had up to seven of them at once, so giving enough attention to each one can get tricky.

First of all, juggling multiple sugar daddies isn’t easy. And honestly, for most girls, one sugar daddy benefactor is enough. I got to that seven number in my earlier days of discovering online sugar daddy dating because these sugar daddy sites made it so easy to find a sugar daddy. But I wouldn’t do it again. These days I tend to keep two, and at most three. Any more sugar daddies than that and it’s exhausting.

My advice to you on whether or not to have multiple sugar daddies is to consider how demanding each one is. If one sugar daddy is trying to see you just about every night, you should probably stick with one (and expect him to compensate you appropriately… it is, after all, a mutually beneficial relationship). However, if one of your sugar daddies is married, you can probably manage more since he won’t always be able to see you.

You’ll probably remember I wrote a post about sugar baby dating on the Tyra Show. And before that, Dr. Phil did a sugar baby dating show as well. What do all of these sugar daddy dating specials about online sugar daddy dating tell us? They tell us that Trash TV loves sugar babies.

I can’t blame them. I love sugar babies, too, but for different reasons. Still, the Trash TV infatuation with sugar babies and sugar daddy dating sites like SugarSugar.com presents a rare instance where most of us who are actually sugar daddies or sugar babies are proud of the recognition. We’re proud of the opportunity to tell our side of the story. People who have never tried to maintain a mutually beneficial relationship judge sugar babies and sugar daddies, but shows like Tyra and Dr. Phil give us the opportunity to explain just how much sense mutually beneficial relationships actually make. It gives us a public forum in which we can voice the logic. And when we have that opportunity, sugar daddy relationships start to make sense. People who hear me explain why I date sugar babies often have SugarSugar.com memberships within days. When that scale gets magnified to a national television audience… it just means more sugar babies for me to choose from.

So with that logic, you might start noticing SugarSugar.com ads appearing in those same Trash TV shows that try to exploit sugar babies. Specifically, SugarSugar.com is running sugar daddy dating ads on the Jerry Springer show. It only makes sense, right? Trash TV tries to exploit sugar babies and sugar daddies, we explain ourselves on those shows and it makes sense to people, and then we use those same programs to show people how they can find a mutually beneficial relationship.

If you’ve found SugarSugar.com thanks to the Jerry Springer ads, let me be the first to welcome you to the most rewarding kind of online dating you’ll find. Sign up for a SugarSugar.com membership, find a sugar baby or find a millionaire sugar daddy online, and see why mutually beneficial relationships just make more sense.

If we look at the definition of sugar daddy at dictionary.com, it says there that a sugar daddy is slang for “a wealthy, usually older man who gives expensive gifts to a young person in return for sexual favors or companionship.”

So there you go, in exchange for “sexual favors” or companionship, a sugar baby receives expensive gifts such as jewelry, signature clothes, money, and a lot more. That’s what a mutually beneficial relationship is. No, you can’t compare this to prostitution since in prostitution you are required to pay a fixed amount every time you go to bed with a prostitute. There is no such requirement in sugar baby or sugar daddy dating.

When someone asks me what a mutually beneficial relationship,is I always say, “Let’s just put it this way. You have sex with your girlfriend/wife and give them nice gifts on occassion, right? Does that mean she’s a prostitute? Of course not.” Same goes for sugar babies. A sugar daddy gives expensive gifts to his sugar baby because he is just showing his appreciation for being a great companion.

So, what is a mutually beneficial relationship? Visit www.sugarsugar.com and find out more about it.

1. I’ve been starting with the obvious thoughts in all my other posts… why stop now? The obvious benefit of multiple sugar babies is lots and lots of sex with multiple girls (if that’s your thing, obviously). Enjoy!
2. Having many sugar babies eliminates boredom. And let’s be honest, no matter how much we like someone, we all get bored with our partners. Luckily, in a mutually beneficial relationship, it’s kind of part of the deal that you can get lots of sexual partners and/or dating partners. As a result, it’s harder to get bored.
3. For most people, a dating lull can be as bad as a bad relationship, which is why they insist on staying in bad relationships. So if you loathe that “alone” time when you’re between relationships, using online sugar daddy dating sites like SugarSugar.com can keep you well stocked with sugar babies so you’ll never have to worry about not having someone when you want her.

Since I’ve been providing other sugar daddy dating tips for first dates, I figure I might as well continue that trend today and mention one other important thing about the first date with your online sugar baby you found with you sugar daddy personal at SugarSugar.com. When you take your sugar baby out for the first time, don’t take her anywhere you’ve never been before.

I know this piece of advice might seem to contradict my Monday sugar baby dating tip about not wanting a new sugar baby to know where you live, but where you go is different from where you live. The disadvantage of taking a sugar baby someplace new is that it’s hard to come off as a high-roller if no one knows who you are. You’re going to get treated just like any other schmuck in the place. But if you go to a restaurant where you’ve been ringing up four digit tabs for years, they’re going to treat you like the VIP you are. Translation: you’ll look like a perfect millionaire sugar daddy.