Pre-Resolutions

The year isn't over yet, but I've already been trying to put some resolutions into effect.  One is a commitment to treat my body as a temple--to eat healthy foods, to pamper my body and continue to learn. I'm building the habit of keeping a food diary. (And in writing about it now, I hold myself accountable!)  I also want to honor my time, as I'm finding this job affords me new vast amounts of time and I want to use it constructively.

Have I mentioned lately how great this year has been, over all? It's had it's ups and downs, of course, but I've paid my bills and avoided trouble. I've learned a lot about business and men.  And I've begun tackling the taboo, this idea that whoring has to be degrading or that those who participate are victims (or become so.) I've found this experience empowering. Perhaps I've even done a little good.

I have some ideas in the works to take my site and marketing to the next level. With that will come a modest price boost that reflects the low-volume. Of course, the wonderful gentlemen I've seen this year are welcome to use the current rate.

There will be a few more weeks, and I'll make an official notice once some of my changes are put into place. Exciting times!

Long Red Hair

Oh man, I am in love.  I already had a crush on her since Firefly and, now that you mention it, I'm starting to go into Madmen withdrawal.  But then someone posted this beautiful Rapunzel vision of Christina Hendricks, and I haven't been able to get it out of my head since.

I have a thing for long hair. Pulled back, twisted up or flying free, I love it. In fact, in high school I grew my hair and got it down to my hips. Then the day came where I decided I needed a change and cut it all off. I've played with different lengths now but I believe it's time to go back.  Of course, it would take me a good three years to get long again.

I've also been considering going red. What do you think? No really, I want feedback from my readers! Send me a quick email at electrabluex@gmail.com and let me know if you'd like to see me with red hair.

Trust on the Internet

Oh, it's been a rather boring week. The holiday season is picking up for many, leaving little time to sneak away for a little date.  As such, I've had more time for making art, reading and too much time reading the RB forum.

There are little pockets of community within the RB forums. The power of the internet allows any person to anonymously state their most obnoxious thoughts, however, and most posting reflects that. Lately, the trend of topics have revealed the lack of trust between provider & client. Of course, there are real dangers lurking in the shadows of this industry. After nearly a year of occasional wanker calls, late night texts, and long fantasy emails with no intention of a visit, I am careful in how much trust I extend.

Unfortunately, it seems in some cases, the mistrust goes deep. Some men on the boards have some pretty low opinions of the women they hire. And they assume most of us have the same low opinion of them. With such feelings harbored on each side, how can a session even take place?

I think a good fuck can be healing. Human touch, soothing touch, is healing. For healing to take place, I feel some level of trust is necessary, or we may subconsciously reject it.

Now, of course we are here for the money. Otherwise we would just be sluts (in the most positive sense of the word.) But I'd hope no one would do sex work solely for money, because unless you can enjoy it, it's not worth it. Unless you enjoy nakedness, pleasing strangers and reveling in newfound social ostracization, I can't recommend it.

Lucky for me, and all of you, I do enjoy all those things! Okay, the ostracization, not so much.