We get off on the unfamiliarity of new surroundings, the familiarity in strangers, the unquenchable thirsts for adventures, the freedom in the uncertainty, the knowledge you could never learn in classrooms, the sights, moments, and emotions that leave us breathless.
Our financial leverage just happens to be a little different than yours with a large side of taboo. We are breaking the stereotypes and discovering empowerment through our sensuality. They say it’s a mans world and we’ve prospered just on that.
The approach is to illuminate the gray areas; hone our creative passions and endeavors through collaborations and support of one another, on this wild attraction.
We outline the contrast between life and death to feel more alive.
We’ve sacrificed it all to feel it all.
Enjoy the ride.
So you’ve set your browser on private and have ventured to the “taboo” searches of the internet. No worries, shedding light on darkness illuminates us.
How did I get here? Like you, money was tight and I wanted a sense of freedom, specifically to travel. I’ve played with the idea once before when I felt myself in a financial crisis. I shrugged it off and dismissed it with a “I am too good/intelligent for this.” The second time around: I had quit my stressful job, took the leap to travel abroad to Europe, and about 6k (I mainly stayed for free) got me nearly a year of figuring out the next steps. Well apparently a year wasn’t sufficient and I had nothing substantial after 8 months. My blogging ideas to documents my experiences and adventures, plus job offers were useless. I had way too much sensory overload to even write. Plus, turns out being an immigrant was much for difficult than I thought (I never thought about it in fact). Apparently, you need some useless paper called work visa, hm, who knew.
I continue to splurge on dinners with denial. The last straw was when friends supported me with a polaroid camera and an idea to go around taking photos in exchange for donations in the beaches of Mallorca. One attempt with an older couple was enough rejection for a lifetime. I proposed the idea of me webcamming to my close friend. He, of course, supported me and after consulting with a couple of friends who had no judgement, I decided. I’d much rather exploit myself than have others exploit me working black market minimum wage jobs. Besides, I did not just leave a good position to go steps backward.
I was far away from home and away from any opinions others formed of me. I had a house to myself and $40 in my bank account. First day, did not even take off my clothes and earned $135 talking to a cool guy from California! All the years spent dancing in front of my mirror was literally paying off! These guys thought I was a pro! I learned very quickly that sitting there looking pretty and expecting men to throw money at me was not a good strategy. I would dance nonstop for five hours and sometimes would make too little to even mention to nearly $400. Still, I had the freedom and I discovered more about myself and others.
My first lesson was that men are simple. More lessons followed…