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you really do have to become a different version of you.
maxxing
one of the best pieces of beauty advice i've ever received came from an eastern european woman.
which should surprise absolutely no one.
she told me that when it comes to improving your looks, stop thinking in terms of beauty treatments and start thinking in terms of health.
it reminded me of something i once heard one of those looksmaxxing guys say (one of the few things that actually made sense):
looksmaxxing is really just healthmaxxing.
and the more i think about it, the more i think they're both right.
most of the things we associate with physical attractiveness are, at their core, signals of a healthy body.
glass skin makeup tutorials are really just an attempt to recreate the appearance of well-hydrated skin.
blush gives the appearance of warmth and circulation.
hair extensions recreate the appearance of naturally thick hair.
gel or acrylic nails recreate the appearance of long, strong nails.
etc. etc.
it makes me wonder if the foundations of physical attractiveness were never beauty treatments at all.
maybe it's just being a healthy person.
then you bring in the treatments.
they simply enhance and refine what's already there.
proving myself to myself
well. that lasted approximately five minutes.
after years of saying i was going to start a new blog, i finally did.
only to discover that tumblr apparently thinks i'm not grown. i have been grown longer than tumblr has existed.
but the mature content filter on the new blog is stuck.
and apparently the solution is to verify my age.
with a government issued id.
or an age verification selfie.
i think the fuck not.
so
hi, everyone. looks like you're all stuck with me.
the black courtesan lives.
she just has a new attitude.
your environment is a merciless mirror of your thoughts.
change your thoughts & your environment will change. there is no such thing as a slow period…unless you believe there is. your ethnicity does not limit you, unless you think it does. I am often told to consider the “reality” of being a black escort…that my white counterparts will always make more than me because they are white…I am told this is the “reality”.
To that belief I say: it is “reality” and “truth” ONLY to the person focuses so much on it that it has manifested again and again for them. I don’t focus on those things ever. It doesn’t serve me. It’s a counterproductive belief to me.
I choose to believe that I will get whatever I want, the “how” doesn’t concern me. I don’t permit myself to be submerged in a suffocating sea of misdirection; I am choosy about who I listen to. I mute so many girls on Twitter. I unfollow so many blogs of people complaining & making excuses.
My mentors in this industry are women who have earned $100k a month. That is who I gather “truth” and “reality” from. In being in such close communication with these women I have learned that they are not special in ANY way except in the way they think.
$10K in a night, easy. Securing a sponsor & credit card, done. Earning $60k from weekend dates & mutiple overnights, piece of cake. Leaving this industry a millionaire, more than possible.
I have mentors because I will learn from their mistakes and fasttrack my success. It will take me half the time to achieve what they have achieved, and that will make them proud. In fact, I intend to surpass their success.
I expect more good out of life than bad. I expect to succeed more than I expect to fail.
It’s almost buddleja globosa season. By yasminemei
summer reading 2026.
we know what we are, but know not what we may be
ophelia in act iv, scene v, hamlet by william shakespeare
i love paris. and i have a deep affection for a lot of things french.
but the football commentator saying,
“and the spanish have ruined bastille day for the french.”
was so unnecessarily savage that i couldn’t help but laugh. 😅😅
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar