SugarDaddyForMe

Whether you like it or not, sugar daddy dating requires a certain amount of panache and gumption, learn how to play the game. The saying: “Hate the player, not the game,” does not apply to this situation; however I do like it… Do not hate the player, the game, or the situation, such is life. Adapt, find ways to make any type of sugar daddy or situation work out in your favor.

Just like the rules of dating, there are some guidelines you can follow as a SB to make sugar daddy dating more satisfying. Most sugar daddies, like most men, fall into a few categories… Learn them, know them, use them, and love them (you’ll have them eating out of your hand in no time)

• The Married Sugar Daddy:

Married, children, white-picket fence, and who knows what else. Face it sugar babies, this man has another life, separate from you. Whatever the reason he is still married is of no concern to you—the reason he wants to be a sugar daddy? Now that’s the stuff we want to know! He’s clearly looking for something he’s not getting, that’s where you come in…

How to win him over:

Number one, discretion. Secondly, discretion. There’s not anything this man wouldn’t do to protect his brood, so you butting in on any account will give you a swift kick out of any chance you may have had. This includes but is not limited to: not wearing any scent of any kind, notorious red lipstick, cell phone calls/texts, personal emails, facebook messages, etc. he HAS to be in control of the contact situation) Take it easy, take it slow… Let him reveal to you what he needs that he’s not getting at home. Be his personal muse and capitalize on what “she” isn’t. Oh, and sugar babes, do not ever, ever, ever be jealous of his family (I mean come on, how old are we?)

• The Lonely/Needy Sugar Daddy:

Living a life mostly in solitude, this sugar daddy has quietly built his fortune, and sits on it in the comfort of his home. Sometimes called a “hermit,” this sugar daddy may be bursting at the seams to flex his monetary muscles to the first cutie patootie sugar baby who comes his way. Also note that this sugar daddy may have some awkwardness in most social situations.

How to win him over:

Show up…

I’m kidding, no, I’m not…okay okay, amidst my mania, I am trying to say that it won’t take much to win this type over, especially if you’re way hotter than he is. Now, just because you show up and he gives you the world, doesn’t mean that you should take full advantage of said “world domination.” Sometimes gifts and monetary exchanges from this sugar daddy can turn toward the creepy faster than you can say “I told you so”… Keep (real) personal details about yourself, personal… Trust me

• The Showoff Sugar Daddy:

This daddy spoils himself, his ladies, and throws money around and away like it’s toilet paper. He drives the showiest cars, likes to be seen, and usually likes the “going out” scene. He probably has multiple houses, sugar babies, and may be more high maintenance than any sugar baby could ever dream.

How to win him over:

Well if you weren’t on the cover of some magazine last month, you may not be this guy’s material. Don’t take it the wrong way, this guy is used to getting what he wants. Hot or not, this guy can pull any kind of ass he wants, so you may have to take the back seat. Take the hint if he doesn’t call you back, take the money if it’s offered. He’s an opportunist, you should be too. If in the unlikely event, you become a part of his daily or weekly schedule, work hard to keep yourself there, because like the words of Heidi Klum “One day you’re in, the next day, you’re out”

• The Businessman Sugar Daddy:

Mature, focused, driven and established, this sugar daddy needs to have some fun! Work, work, work keeps the money rolling in, but he’s going to have to blow off some steam, and you may be the right girl to do it for him! This daddy may also have work-related galas and the like, giving a young sugar baby the potential for a dress-up situation.

How to win him over:

Manners, proper etiquette, grammar, and some higher education to name a few. Even if you don’t have multiple degrees to match his IQ, simply getting up to date on socio-economical and political issues can aid in you catching the eye of this SD. Being well-travelled, or wanting to be can help pique this man’s interest in more than just your tush (as cute and tight as it is). If you attend any events with this sugar daddy, you’ll more than likely be approached and put on the spot more than once, so make sure you are well-spoken and bring out the wit guns. Also, note that you really should try not to embarrass this SD… I’ve already made that mistake for you many a time and the outcome is not favorable.

Those are but a few of the types of SD’s out there, have anything more to add? Let me know!

Thanksgiving puts me in the mood to say thanks to any and all things that make you go “hmmmmm”…. know what I mean? It’s the little things in life that really make me smile, bringing joy to my sugar baby life.

Things this sugar baby is thankful for:

Truvada (blue pill)- Thank you for being the first pre-exposure prophylaxis of its kind, available to men (not sugar daddies), especially men who cannot use condoms (See next item) because they sell sex, are in dire danger of prison rape, or are under pressure from partners to lose inhibitions when drunk or high. The cost? A mere $13,000 a year, and the benefit?

The Pope- Thanks for finally approving the use of condoms in some instances, like prostitution, regardless of gender; man, woman, or (somehow acknowledging existence of a third gender) transsexual. Clearly, a profound pontification for sugar babies and daddies abound.

Dictionary.com- thank you for loading your page, then somehow be able to tell me that; “Unfortunately, Dictionary.com is currently undergoing temporary difficulties to give you the definition of dire,” and to check somewhere else…yeah thanks, got it. Ha, and I thought sugar babies couldn’t spell!

Squinkies- It’s both fun to say your name and play with you. Thank you for being this Christmas’ sold out toy… Guess I’ll be heading to Fascinations instead.

F150’s (and larger trucks)- Sure, you could eat my car for a snack, but you really make me smile and giggle when you “gas it” next to me, making the statement that you will be first on the freeway, and first to the gas station, since you shat a few gallons of gas to do so…good for you asshole.

Mac- Thanks for providing a few months of fodder for T-mobile’s funny new TV commercials, where they boast about their 4G cellular network capabilities. Who cares, you’re still the best and you’ll always have the last laugh.

Groupon- Thanks for sounding so dirty and cheap, but feeling so good to use. You’re helping companies out, and, well…for putting an end to some, we all know they weren’t worth it anyway.

Fm radio- for being so terrible sometimes, that you force me into listening to public talk radio, eventually leading me to learn something like the good sugar baby I am.

MIKA- (youtube it for reference) for loving big beautiful women. If you weren’t gay, this sugar baby would let you poke me in the pooper. But since you are, we’d both have to take a Truvada, and you’d have to wrap it in rubber per the Pope to poke me.

Oh and I want to thank the kittens, for being so darn cute, cheers!

I’m Jus’ Sayin’

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…

Call it what you will, dating, financial arrangement (you thought those two were far apart, didn’t you?), mutually beneficial relationship, sugar daddy dating has been around forever… And it’ll be around long after you are gone…. Ever wonder what it’s like, this wonderful life of a sugar baby? The glamour, prestige, and drama?!? Actually, less on the latter because I succeed in creating fewer drama laden moments in my life as a sugar baby.

“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

What world do you exist in? Is it the same one as our male counterparts? Did anybody else notice that beautiful women get treated differently than women less fortunate in the symmetry and gene department? It’s tough to chalk it up to symmetry and genetics, but the fact of the matter is, beauty sells and beauty can be bought… So it’s time to look in the mirror and assess!

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

Sugar daddies will never understand sugar babies, and sugar babies are almost always able to understand sugar daddies (not rocket science).  Men and women come from opposite spheres, planets, and spectrum, making it difficult (and nearly impossible) for sugar daddies to know when it’s okay to send flowers to the sugar baby, or babies, in their life. Sending flowers to a SB can be risky, since the possibility of sending a “creepy” or “sweet” vibe is unclear. Before sugar daddies decide to send flowers to their SB, they should take some time to feel out where they stand in that relationship or arrangement.

Flower expert and aficionado, Jenna Devoss, has seen it all, from apologetic flower arrangements to anonymous ones. She filled me in on what she’s learned in the biz… I’ll let you know so you SD’s can avoid sending the “creeper” vibe.

The Anniversary: This biggie day is okay!  Sending flowers on your anniversary with your SB is a way to remind her that she is still fresh in your mind, body, and nether-regions (and yes, those parts are different from the rest of the male body—they have a mind of their own it seems).  Sugar babes still appreciate being treated to flowers after months or years of an arrangement or relationship.  Sending flowers can give you points as a SD by #1: The fact that you remembered in the first place is an achievement in itself, and #2: It is a gesture that has the potential to earn you a nice deed in return (and I’m we’re not talking flowers)

Valentine’s Day: First of all, if she doesn’t receive flowers on this day, she WILL feel like the only one who didn’t get any (even though the reality is just not so).  Secondly, if you are going to pick any day to show her you care, this would be it, since women secretly harbor resentment toward their lovers for not feeling like they are “worth” the fifty dollar trouble.

Special Occasions: Birthdays are okay events to most sugar babies, so sending flowers as a “gift” is definitely a good idea (balloons attached to them, however, are not).

Just Because: Sending flowers just because you want to can be the best and worst reason to send them.  It’s good if they are received when the sugar baby least expects them, and can be appreciated more because they are not obligatory.

Note: This is only appropriate in longer term relationships with sugar babies, or it can seem “creepy”

Another Important Note: Flower delivery is important, utilize the common service florists provide, do not show up with them yourself if you’ve never met her friends, family, co-workers, or anyone else that might otherwise be present when she receives them. If in doubt, always send flowers to the workplace.

When NOT To Send Flowers

After the First Meet and Greet: In Jenna’s opinion, this tends to exude the “desperate” vibe and I couldn’t agree more.  Wait a few dates; chances are 50/50 that your sugar baby will go out with you again, if there was some sort of “connection,” so just wait…

When Trying to Woo a Sugar Baby: This will not work for many reasons but I will name you two: #1, It is perceived as “creepy” 99.999% of the time, and #2, It may corn hole a SB saying yes ONLY because she doesn’t want you to harm her… Get it?

During “time-apart”: Again, this screams “creepster in desperation”.  It will not help things; you cannot change the way someone feels or acts toward you, so save your energy for someone who gives a shit.

To Show Off or Try to Impress: There is no bigger mistake than a sugar daddy sending flowers to try and impress a SB.  Showing your ability to buy a few thousand roses for the hell of it will only cause her to either expect that type of spending all the time, or run like hell. And the odds of one outcome over another are not 50/50..It’s more like 5/95, and the odds are NOT in your favor, you do the math.

Those are but a few of the guidelines of sugar daddies sending flowers to their sugar babies, thanks in part from Jenna Devoss, flower extraordinaire.

Just remember: ALWAYS be sure to use a condom, to avoid the plague and vulgar language…

Now, I’m not going to try to give you the “hard sell” on the positive aspects and lavish lifestyle that come with dating sugar daddies…instead,  I’m going to uncover and unveil the mysterious inner workings of an independent woman. Guess what, she’s not bionic–

The Paula Abdul song and saying, “Opposites Attract”…. Not really true, as catchy as it is, it’s a farce. Well, okay, so at times we may think we are attracted to aspects of people that we ourselves do not possess, because it’s different from what we know… But in the longer haul, (let’s say– years) opposites do not attract, especially not financial opposites, it’s the bane of most relationships.

It’s like the game of memory, cards that match “go together,” no?

Try to fit a square peg in a round hole—heh heh–  it just doesn’t work.. it’s ill-fitting…besides, square pegs don’t even look good in round holes, it’s just not harmonious…

I mean, you wouldn’t eat spaghetti with a skateboard now would you? No, because it’s not the tool for the job!

Feminists always strive for sexual equality in all aspects of their life, right? Au contraire, the one part they waver on? Wanting a man to take care of them in more ways than one!

Whoa, whoa, whoa…. Shocking I know, believe it!

Though not often discussed openly, strong and independent women do just fine in accepting a wealthy man’s secure lifestyle. We are led to believe that bold and independent women to not need financial security from a man.. And while logically that may be true, doesn’t a wealthy and successful man fit the successful woman better than the starving artist she has fallen for? The older, wiser man probably has similar spending habits as the independent successful female. These women rarely thrive in relationships with dead-beat, albeit lazy, starving artist-types with only LUUVE as the bottom line.

Yes, yes, yes…blasphemy for me to speak ill of love, but, having things in common doesn’t always mean “extracurricular activities” (although likeness in bedroom extracurricular activities is a definite must)… It can also mean, money spending habits, family values, and long-term goals..

Men and women get together for all sorts of reasons, too many to list and dissect…The point you ask? Yes, round pegs fit better in my round hole…(tee hee hee)

I never sought out to date a sugar daddy, not a self-proclaimed one or otherwise. I have always had girlfriends that were sugar babies, and I never judged them necessarily, I just always thought I wouldn’t cheapen myself, stooping to dating based on an annual income.

The fact of the matter is, I’ve never had trouble dating in general..I haven’t had trouble finding men that find me attractive, wanting to be around me..I’ve never found a shortage of men wanting to be my boyfriend, husband, or otherwise take care of me and my needs… So WHY would I subject myself to surrender to the world of sugar daddy dating, lessening my female status and power (or so I thought)? I’m not the best-looking by any means, just to let you know, I’m not tooting my own horn. I just meet people easily and I’m non-threatening, and I think that’s the extent of it.

I then met this man who owned and ran his own technology company, William*. We met through a business matter, (no, not THAT kind of transaction), so I got to know him in a professional way. Come to find out, you can tell a lot about a man based on his business actions and transactions! The funny thing about this man, was that although he was wealthy, you’d never guess it the way he looked. Not to say that he didn’t dress well, it was more about his personality and demeanor, he was very humble about his way of life.

Every time I saw William, the more we spoke, expressing more personal data as time went on. I was thoroughly impressed and taken by how he was with his employees and people in general. He was generous, kind, and believed in the golden rule. He was also extremely generous to his ex-wife, the mother of his kids. She never had to work when they were married, and she’ll never have to work again. He never spoke ill of her, just sometimes wondered why she acted so greedy and cruel. He disclosed how, by helping others, he was helping himself. He was the ultimate gentleman, in my eyes (though he may be the kind that makes you ill, running to the nearest loo)

William seemed comfortable in his conversation with me. He was 25 years older than me, but the more time we spent together, the fewer years it seemed. After wrapping up business with William one evening, he asked me if I would accompany him to dinner. We had already learned that we were both foodies and winos, so I figured, why not? I accepted!

I met William at the restaurant for dinner, (something I always practice on first dates), and although I looked nice, because I had gotten to know him organically, I didn’t feel the need to try to over-impress him. I hardly noticed the staring and gawking that ensued because of our age gap, (25 years difference can look uber strange no matter who you are). Conversation came easy between us, and that night was no exception. We talked about our adventures in life, the places we wanted to visit, and the intricacies of family and marriage. We shared a bottle of wine and talked each other’s ears off, closing the place down. It was the longest dinner date I ever had. He was so kind and gentle toward me and everyone else; I easily developed a strong liking toward him as a man, and as a human being overall.

That evening with William brought with it, the start of a beautiful friendship, the beginnings of intimacy with an older man, and the eventual meaning of the impact a strong independent female like myself can have on the opposite sex.

-Sugar Sugar

*Not his real name