At the weekend I decided to go out and have fun with my friends so on Friday my two friends from college Nic P and Nik K came over for the night. I was grateful for the normality of their company after the strange week I'd had. They came round and did what they do best - drink! Fairy God Father went out and bought them some Malibu and Coke and me some Vodka and Lemonade and we drank for loooong time! It was just what I needed!FGF's brother and one of his film editors (I think they make, like, Bollywood or something!) was staying too for a couple of days so they drank with us. Unfortunately Nik K and
FGF didn't see quite eye to eye with their conversations veering toward the horrifying: "Why do you think so many girls like you? Is it just because you have money?" HELLO!! I AM one of those girls!! and him giving as good as he got. Bless her for standing up for me though. When she realised he was open about seeing many other girls she said I deserved better and that he should be lucky he had me. Whether or not that's true is another matter but I was really grateful to her for saying it. Nic P on the other hand loved him and the two got on famously! Unfortunately what my friends (and most people) can't understand is this Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby relationship. I, myself was struggling until I came across a book written by an American woman called Leidra Lawson. It's a guide on how to secure a Sugar Daddy, and how to be the best Sugar Baby you can be. The woman is a genius and gives advice on every aspect of this extraordinary world. I feel like it's opened up a whole new ball game now as I realise I was dating FGF completely blind to this strange world where normal rules don't apply. Thank goodness I got my hands on a copy of this book before it was too late!
One of the major things I realise I am doing wrong is I am selling myself as a cubic zirconia. I need to be a DIAMOND! I thought I was going about it the right way by pretending to not really know how much things were and being 'amazed' by stuff - but really I need to be more demanding yet refined and aknowlege how much he's spending - and assure him that's just fine! I have a vulgar habit of making people guess how much my outfit cost - when people say how much they like something straight away I'm like: "Primark!! £4 would you believe it!!!" This is typical cubic zirconia behaviour, infact it may even be QVC style crystal. I need a radical metamorphasis and I can feel it happening day-by-day. I feel like I am getting an education in London clubs, style, entertaining, modus operandi and men, and sometimes feel somewhat like a geisha in training. It can only be good though and I don't think I am far off becoming a diamond yet (or at least acting like one). I think my basic rule is: Whatever my natural instinct is - go against it, and hey presto! I am going to treat this like a challenge, sort of like The Crystal maze, each night is a new game that I must win to get to the next level - at the end who knows what will be my prize?
One of Leidra Lawson's pearls of wisdom: 'It's not where you come from that matters, it's up to you where you end up.' Forget the wisdom and give me the pearls!
Back in Essex...
My friends S and J called to say that we were going to TALK tonight - yay!! Okay I do love trendy London nightspots, but you can't beat a good night out at Talk and this diamond was taking a night off to revert back to her original cubic zirconia status! I got dressed up in my gorgeous new dress and headed on over to S's for some good old fashioned pre-drinking!
One large bottle of Absolut and 2 Sean Paul albums later and we're on the road to Southend, to our Mothership, our Mecca - Talk Nightclub! Good time is had by all for several hours and I arrive home feeling somehow refreshed, recharged (in a tired, drunk sort of way) and ready to face another week of diamond-training!
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