Cabernet Sauvignon, Ahi Tuna, and Irish Accents

What can I say about last night! Just wow. Haha!

After working a mid morning shift at work, I hurried home to take a quick cat nap and prep for drinks with Mr. Lucky. The theme of the night ladies was NETWORK NETWORK NETWORK!!

While the sugar lifestyle is fun and exciting, professional relationships can be ignited whether intentionally or unintentionally! (I'll touch more on this later--definitely met a mover and shaker in the executive arena of the NBA.) RANT! Back on track...

I wore a cute peach/flowy New York and Company dress top with a beige shawl, A&F dark wash skinny jeans and some 5 inch no name go-to heels. :)

I was going to press out my natural curls, but I remembered that Mr. Lucky said he liked my natural hair (which is another good reason to have a detailed account of potentials in a Sugar Baby Must Have: A Little Black Book!)




I showed up to the bar (which was GORGE by the by!) and it was PACKED. If you ladies follow me on my SBFB you'll see a few pictures. The bar was indoors but the place to be was on the patio at the front of the establishment. It was like a stage being there! Think fresh-cut Chrysanthemums on every table, cushy over-stuffed cushions and the best Ahi Tuna I have ever had. It had a live musician with a mic and a 6-string who sang all night; it had a country club vibe what with all the Oxfords and Polos. :)

Considering the sporting event that was hosted in my hometown, almost EVERYONE was an out-of-towner. I met men from Switzerland, New York, Kentucky, Pennsylvania, Dublin, and a few other places I cannot remember to save my life!

Prior to even entering, I freaked and called my only "friend" I knew of. She was at work but showed up as my wingman about an hour later. (I say "friend" because lo and behold: she's my manager and we aren't supposed to fraternize outside of work. I love her to death though and initially took a liking to her because she was a natural hair girl as well!)

ANY-who, Mr. Lucky was so cute and looked exactly like his picture! I could have done without the mustache. What is it with these damn mustaches?! BUT he was very kind and of course I get the whole--"are your breasts real?" question so thats always a fun conversation starter!

His friends showed up about 20 minutes later which was PERFECT because my girlfriend popped up minutes after with a bottle of champ to boot! (I swear the sugar goddesses were on my side last night.)
The night carried on with our party mingling with random tourists and singing tacky John Mayer cover songs after my girlfriend stole the microphone from the live singer! I thought management was going to toss us out (of all the patrons there were like 8 brown people sooo we definitely tried our luck!) but they seemed to enjoy the spectacle. I think it kind of beckoned for passerby's to come in and see what the commotion was about!

At around 1 AM, Mr. Lucky and his posse had to leave because they had a reception to go early that morning. I walked him to his waiting car and he kissed my cheek and with his left hand slipped something in my purse. I honestly didn't know if he was trying to pick pocket me or what! Haha!



Turns out there was a nice little wad of cash ($300.00) just for showing him and his friends a good time.




All hail the sugar godesses! Ha! We have plans to meet at a different locale tonight with a few of the people we met last night. I really wished he lived in the States! UGH! Until next time, dolls!

-Viv

New Pot: Mr Lucky & Mr. Busch Update

Aye, the luck of the Irish!

Okay, enough with the schtick! Ladies, like I mentioned in my post titled "Mr. Mustache & Dubai" I met a potential pot while on a vacation with my current SD. I really didn't expect it to turn into much since he was from Ireland and I, at the time, was from a hunky-dory town in Texas. Funny how things work out because four months later I'm at a different location where I have the PERFECT chance to meet him.

In my current home town there is a week long sporting event that is literally SEETHING with affluent, rich men from around the globe. My pot, appropriately named "Mr. Lucky", has set up a 4-day long arrangement that will bring in $3,500...to little ole me. Yes!

I really wish he lived in the States, but he is married (I know, I know) with a Google-able partnership in a reputable pharmaceuticals distributor in Dublin. He was really straightforward and has a drool worthy accent! His physique?
...
Noooot so much!

He wants to do dinner every evening which frees up my days to pursue some IRL sugar with some of the out-of-towners. :)

All in all--a success...SO FAR!

An update on Mr. Busch: We have kept in contact here and there but he hasn't said anything that makes me believe he really wants to pursue an arrangement with me. :/ I think it's because of how young I am in comparison to him, also it doesn't help that I look like a damn 16 year old! UGH! I will keep you girls posted.

Until next time!

-Viv

New Pot: Mr. Busch

Hello Dolls!

I finally found a pot worth writing about! He says he is 55 but I'm almost sure he is fibbing! He is married and has been for 30+ years. The most striking attribute is that he is a major hitter for Anheuser Bush which allows him to travel to retailers and certain clients around the world. He's is Google-able which almost made me wet myself! Picture and all--it's him!

We met at a nice little eatery 10 minutes away from where I live. When I walked in he looked a little nervous but managed a smile. I can only imagine how people were looking at us--a cute twenty something brown girl sitting with an old white man! AH!

He is not a looker: white hair (all there, thank baby Jesus) with dazzling baby blue eyes. He looked like he had a bit of a hip flexor problem and went to the bathroom TWICE during our 35 minute lunch. (How long do you have to know someone to ask them to get their prostate checked?!) I know this may seem weird, but I am a VERY visual person and take everything in.

We chatted about my schooling and my future wants, I asked him about his wife and his family. He was very open to talking about it which was a relief--he was very candid as was I. We chatted very naturally and he said he had never had an SB but had a girlfriend for 6 years that he supported her financially.

When he got the check, we walked to my car and he asked me: "So how do you want to do this? Do I pay you everytime we meet? Or monthly?" I told him with a smile, "3-4 times a month for $2,000." I thought he would scurry away but he replied, "not bad at all." :) I'm really hoping this works out because, money wise, he is BEYOND legit.

I don't want to reveal too much, I hope it's enough to appease you gals. :)

Until next time,

-Viv

Sugar Baby Must Have (SBMH): GoogleVoice

Hello Dolls!
I have decided that along with taudry tales of my sugar escapades I would start a piece called "Sugar Baby Must Haves" (SBMH). For the most part it will be full of ways to safeguard your IRL life versus your SB life and things of that variety. :)

First on my list of SBMH's is... Google Voice! I cannot say ENOUGH about this small sliver of what Google has to offer. All you need is a Google email (Gmail) account.

Why You Need It: It allows you to create a phone number with the area code OF YOUR CHOOSING to give out to previously screened SD's. (By previously screened I mean men (or women) that you have chatted with via email and have a good enough feeling about to dole out an immediate means of communication.)

I know, from experience (unfortunately!) that when you give your number to a pot, or even a pot boyfriend, that you run across the chance of having a "crazy" who feels like they have the right to call and text whenever the hell THEY feel like it! Um, no sirree Bob!

GoogleVoice gives you a measure of control on who can contact you and when! Along with having a phone number you can seamlessly block unsavory callers from, you can also send texts! The GoogleVoice service allows you to route your GV number to your smartphone! That is what sold me; in a day and age where we are almost never without our cellphones, being able to have your personal cell phone calls AND your private GV calls coming to the same device is fantastic! I've attached a video explaining the use of GV and how you can sign up today--oh, and did I mention...it's free!

Stay Sugary-Stay Safe.

Enjoy dolls!
-Viv



ABC News Requests College SB Interview

I kid you not! I had to do a bit of digging (and by digging I mean looking up archived ABC News articles from said unnamed news correspondent!) but it was true! A scout, who was tasked with revealing the secret world of Sugar Babies, wanted to have a telephone conference interview with me. I was completely lost as to how she came in contact with me! Here I was--in Dubai with Mr. Mustache, fielding requests on exposing my secret life.

The answer was revealed as I continued to read the email:

I’m a producer with ABC News in New York and am researching a story about sugar babies – specifically women who are putting themselves through college.  I really loved reading your blog and wanted to know if you’d consider an off-the-record phone chat when you’re free?  I can be reached at 212-456-xxxx or on my cell – 917-692-xxxx.  Alternately, you can email me a good time/number where you can be reached.  Thanks so much for considering this request.  Would love to hear more about your perspective and experiences.

Thanks.

(Name Removed)
ABC News

At first, I felt really--VISIBLE! Seriously, my stomach fell into my butt! I have taken every plausible measure to share this life of mine while managing to protect the day to day life my family and the rest of the world is privy to. Thankfully, I was half-way across the world where I couldn't even ENTERTAIN the thought of revealing this part of my life. I politely responded:

Name Removed,


Thank you for reading my blog! It chronicles my time spent as a college SB. Right now I'm on holiday in Dubai (with my honey!) so I wont be able to exchange contact with you as freely as I would like.


I will be back stateside next week and am more than interested in contributing to your "off the record" interview.


Thank you again for reaching out to me.


Ms. Vivian Jade


Sent from my iPhone

Fortunately, she was in a sort of time crunch and later replied:

Dubai!  What fun. 

Thanks for writing back.  We’re actually airing the story on Friday, so unfortunately it looks like the timing might not work.  But if you happen to know any other women who share your same outlook and put themselves through college with the help of a sugar daddy, please let me know!

Enjoy your travels!

And thanks again for the reply.

Best,
Name Removed
ABC News

Bullet dodged I guess! I talked to Mr. Mustache and he had a "mini-heart attack." (His words!) I reassured him that the interview wouldn't happen if either of the two of us were exposed.

Word of advice: IF you decide to go on national television and name yourself a sugar baby please for the love of all that is good and holy ARTICULATE! Cross your ankles, wear suitable attire, and brush your MOTHER FUCKING HAIR. The newscast that I would have been in is above and it DEF looks like they scraped the bottom of the daggone bucket for these chicks! Bleh. I almost wish I did the interview just to show that not all self-proclaimed SB's are trash.

Until next time dolls,
Viv

Mr. Mustache & Dubai Part Two

Like I was saying, the food was fabulous. Mr. Mustache being the food conneiseur that he is, ordered a little of everything and we ate ourselves silly. :) We had drinks nightly at Armani: Prive which helped when it came to our intimate times together. :) All in all a good time.

A 17 hour plane ride later, we were back in Austin and I, unfortunately, had an hours drive ahead of me before I could lay my tired head down! Mr. Mustache and I aren't SB and SD to one another anymore due mostly to his schedule and my transition to moving. (Still not sure if I want to discuss where I am exactly for fear of my second life being exposed.) We still keep in contact and he pays for my apartment and car note while the job hunt continues/ SD hunt ensues.

Remember the man I met in Dubai from Ireland? Turns out he visits my area for a popular sporting event and wants to link up. I'm excited! But it's bittersweet because it would only last a week and wouldn't be a long source of income. :/ All in all, still a good "seasonal" pot. :)

I know 2012 will bring more sugar my way--it's just difficult being in a new area! Kisses until next time, dolls.

-Viv





Mr. Mustache & Dubai Part One

Hello Dolls!

I promised this time I will keep you more informed and updated with the Sugar in my life. I decided it wouldn't hurt to share a few quick iPhone pics of my trip to Dubai with Mr. Mustache. (Pictured left, the view from our bed.)

For those of you who are new to my blog, Mr. Mustache was my first real BONAFIDE SD. He is a force to be reckoned with in the Texas legislature and quite a handful in the bedroom if I do say so myself!

This picture was the view I was afforded the blessing of waking up to for six wonderful days full of shopping, sight-seeing and quite a bit of sugar networking! (Hey, I was loyal to Mr. Mustache the entirety of our time together, but I needed a Plan B; good thing because now we aren't together! More on that to follow.)

It was a magnificent trip in whole, the Dubai representative (connections through his working for the legislature) chartered (and comped) a vast majority of the finances for the trip--leaving him no excuse NOT to take me shopping. :p Ladies, if you have never flown 1st Class International (Quatar Airways), you don't know what you're missing! It was so lavish. I didn't take pictures of the cabin-mostly because there was a watching and waiting audience (I mean come on: a 20-something year old brown girl with an overweight heavily mustached man is BOUND to catch anyones attention).

Something worth mentioning: while I was getting my things situated in my seat, I noticed something that was similar to the life I was leading. A 20-something year old blonde bombshell with a sun-pruned older gentleman who had a pungent aura of self-importance. I could see, unlike me, that he probably wasn't as kind to her as she would have liked. I cast a sympathetic smile her way as she glanced at my travel companion and grinned right back. :)

While he was away, mostly during the day, I spent quality time with his credit card and chatting up the Europeans and Australians who lingered in the hotel lobby. There was a SMOKING Aussie I flirted shamelessly with before reminding myself I was "spoken for" and exchanging emails. Also-- a man from Dublin, Ireland who noticed Mr. Mustache and I the day prior and revealed to me that "arrangements like that are a very splendored thing"--also got his email. :)

Ask me if I feel guilty. A LITTLE bit. But not reeealy, honestly. I'm in the business of achieving my goals, emotions aside. While Mr. Mustache is kind and oh so generous to me, I need to be a REALIST and prepare for the instance that he may not be a prominent part of my life. A la TODAY! In conclusion! Cast your judging eyes elsewhere--because everyone is a whore. Whether it be to industry, social trends, an oppressive employer or in the literal sense we all sell out in one way or another. (Pictured: The Burj Khalifa-tallest building in the world...I think. Don't quote me, dammit!)

*Steps down from soap box.*

On a happier note! I ate like a fat petulant child! I couldn't help it! So very yummy. If you dolls have a restaurant called Ruth's Chris Steakhouse in your neck of the woods, you need to eat there ASAP! Succulent steak and a bomb ass lobster bisque. (Yes, yes I said bomb ass...it's warranted!) We ate at that particular steakhouse two times and once was enough to make me feel like a glutton! The decor was fabulous and lush and everyone reeked of money and indulgence.

*Part Two to follow! I can't upload more pictures in this post so I have to split it. :) *