Meaning, using learned class mannerisms to appropriate some of the benefits for myself. i.e. commanding higher prices, getting more jobs etc
A client smiled when I told him that my college town education has allowed me to appropriate white upper middle class mannerism.
And Persian Blue Salt doesn't taste as good on pasta. I'm also low on raw cane sugar. Jesus.
I may be a working class girl, but god my tastes are bourgeoisie. I had a heart attack because I'm almost out of Himalayan Pink Rock Salt.
Another mail gift. My patron is trying to teach me to like wine so he bought this book I have been wanting. Yaaaay! http://twitter.com/bohemian_luxury/status/398225228074995712/photo/1
Wishlist gifts! A beautiful glass tea tumbler with a little leaf strainer inside. It makes me miss China. Thank you. http://twitter.com/bohemian_luxury/status/398224894627831808/photo/1
“You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.” - C.S. Lewis
The pompous emails people send. Seriously. What am I doing to bring about such ridiculousness?
"Yes, a "hobby phone" should have an alias. Otherwise what is the point of having a hobby phone? " Right, but I only take verifiable numbers
"All I want is to imagine those bees making a honeycomb inside my life"
Those days you don't want to go to class...so you don't. T_T
Subway, don't promote yourself on my feed. I don't like, nor have I ever purchased a sandwich. #pickyeater
Why is it that in every Western made movie about Western POW's captured by the Japanese, the Japanese soldiers all have Kansai accents?
My most favorite, longest term patron is coming back to see me in November (he just left)! We seriously have way too much fun doing nothing.
Sub session with a Dean. I love it when academics are dominants in disguise. Intelligent AND in control? This scholar is "whip smart" hahaha
Now, to set about building this dream business that allows me to be just the type of companion I'm best at being. And nothing less will do.
I'm finding I'm only really happy with the type of clients that contribute regularly to to my life, and I theirs. Inside jokes, teasing...
1 hours, 2 hours, 3 hours of hedonist fantasy isn't what I want to give...but ongoing evenings of genuine affection and sustained caring.
But that's the kind of companion I want to be. I want to sincerely miss every patron, and look forward to their return. NSA isn't my style.
Missing a certain client something fierce now. He's been on my mind and I hope his holiday goes well. Missing implies emotional attachment
New Blog Post: 20 Things You May Not Know About Me http://wp.me/p33cY2-2I
"I am pleased beyond all fathomable bounds to have further intensified your already admirable admiration for the greatest of all teas."
I've acquired a luxurious #bdsm play space for my kinky gents. I know they're going to be pleased.
Damnit...I thought I was going to stop being so honest on my twitter. FML *think sugary sweet shallow thoughts*
Karma= 1 | US Disgraced Government Officials Who Are Also Misogynistic Hobbyists = 0 Karma is a humbling b****, little boy.
I also laugh when I see the keyword "anzah rose reviews". UM...I say on my site I don't want or allow them...so why look? Annoying.
I love that keywords that people are using to find my blog include "sociology define "colonized minority"", and "white enclaves sociology".
Trying to decide which hotel loyalty program to join. Decisions decisions. Oh, and no Hilton.
My facebook wall feed is about 50/50 Mandarin and English. My twitter feed is depressingly monolingual. 你们为什么不会说普通话？ I have sadness.
Ok, seriously though, I'm off to work on this midterm. It's due tomorrow. smdh.
I'm sorry to my companion friends who don't hear from me for a while, but then receive novella length emails to catch up. <3
Also, I may be willing to give up a date's worth of pay, for my regulars to teach a class on how to perfectly play with my clit. Bliss.
After a divine evening with my most loyal and caring patron. Regular sex and a true desire to enjoy one another has made our sex amazing.
I have a date in November that booked in June. I love it. Waiting for a date only makes me want it more. 2 weeks + is my preference.
Marxism and sociology over flavored tobacco in an east bay hookah lounge? Life is good.
Honey masala in my Adult Hookup mug. Da bomb, yo. http://twitter.com/bohemian_luxury/status/391652344917540864/photo/1
I think I'd like to make a few slice of life videos for my own site. What about me making tea, or playing my chinese guzheng? Or doing yoga?
A good friend of mine has posted a really sweet, not glamed-up "slice of life" video of herself on her website. Instead of a production.
*sigh* I wish I had more sociologist clients so they could help me with my sociology homework like my anthropologist clients.
I'm sure this gentleman did not seriously just ask me if he could "indulge in a little ecstasy" on our date. Oh, what jokesters I attract.
Shall I spend today embroidering or gaming? Maybe I'll walk over to my grandmas house and see if she has anything interesting to eat.
Maybe I should make my name something really silly/ridiculous. What about Anzah Jerome Jones? That's hot.
The awkward way people pronounce my name makes me want to change it again. Why are Americans so monolingual? T_T