Honestly I would be upfront about it, because at the end of the day he's going to be upfront about what he wants from you...

Sugaring is an arrangement, so it's only right that both parties know exactly what's expected of them!

With that being said try to be tactful / charming about it. Rather than "so how much money are you willing to give me" try something more like "I've got a great feeling about our relationship/arrangement but I want to discuss our expectations and what we can give each other..."

I hope that helps a little and good luck for your date on the 8th!

Since Tumblr is becoming stricter on the types of posts it will allow, I'm considering changing the direction of this blog...

At the moment I'm not really involved with either kink or sugaring, so there's not much I have to say on those matters. I imagine I'll still post about these topics occasionally but my main focus is getting healthy.

Therefore I'm wondering if you - my followers - would like to hear my advice and journey to recovery from an eating disorder (undiagnosed) and bpd (diagnosed)?

I'm not formally in recovery, rather working on getting myself to a stage where I can be.

Today was a big day for me, I achieved something massive. Today was supposed to be about me. There should have been champagne, flowers and celebrations. 

Instead my special day was ruined. (Not least of which because I’ve ruptured my Achilles tendon and am in considerable pain). 

It was spoilt because my own family didn’t prioritise me, or make a fuss of me or celebrate me and my successes. Instead I’m left alone because my mum’s partner clicks his fingers and she drops everything (me) to accommodate him. 

I’m angry at him, he knew this was my day yet his ‘wants’ surpass everything else. I’m hurt by my mum, she could have turned around and said ‘no’ this isn’t convenient,I’m busy - but she chose not to. She chose to prioritise him on my big day and put him first.

It’s no secret that I don’t like her partner. He’s selfish, inconsiderate and disrespectful, he always ruins her plans and expects her to drop everything for him - but she’s a grown woman - that’s her choice, so I remain cordial towards him. However when he starts ruining my big day, stealing my time and pissing on my parade... we’ve got a problem. 

Since I lasted posted on here, I’d love to be able to tell you about all the exotic holidays and luxury spa retreats I’ve been whisked away on, but sadly that’s not the case. Life just got in the way - as it does while you’re busy making other plans! I’m back now though, and I’m ready to share more sugary adventures and tips with you all. 

Oh dear me, where do I start with this one...!

I went on a POT date - although theoretically not a sugar daddy and more of a potential spoilt girlfriend situation.

We met at a busy bar in a very touristy location. It was a chain, low key and not threatening.

I was making my grand entrance when I managed to trip over a step and went flying! Literally! Very embarrassing and not the impression I was hoping to create.

Anyway, I composed myself and met my date. He claimed he was 40, yeah right, more like 60 and counting!

He was pleasant enough but his table manners were honestly atrocious. I guess they're not on the syllabus in public schools?! He was double dipping, chewing with his mouth open, spitting and generally making a mess. I had to try so hard not to vomit.

He also had a few grooming issues; nasal hair, some crusty snot (!), and a generally scruffy appearance (despite being dressed smartly).

It's odd, he's stereotypically 'posh' which are the guys I tend to attract, but this guy is so stereotypical there's almost something I don't trust. Like he's fleecing me.

It looks like someone has figured out my identity...

Not just someone though, my psychopathic and (emotionally) abusive ex.

Just what I needed - not!

Honestly, it doesn't matter how careful you are, you can always be caught out!

I know I haven’t been updating you on my sugary adventures lately, but to be honest, there hasn’t been much action to report on!

However, I did meet up with the guy who took me to the ballet, it was actually another fun evening! This time we attended a classical music concert, it was enjoyable - although I wasn’t very familiar with the composer. Unfortunately he got rather bored (and a little bit juvenile) but I was impressed that he was willing to attend a concert he didn’t like just to please me. 

Afterwards we got extremely drunk on mulled wine. It was actually a little embarrassing, the waiting staff kept providing us with free water and wine top ups! It was fun chatting and laughing but I was a little concerned he might try to take advantage. He didn’t though!

I like his company, we get on well, but I haven’t entirely worked out his situation; I can’t work out how much money he has or why exactly he wants a purely platonic friendship. 

This bothers me, so I’ve decided to do a litmus test: I’ve been hinting that I’d like a watch, not just any watch though - a luxury watch with a several thousand £ price tag. I’m assuming he’ll laugh it off and suggest something priced at £100 or so. Either option is fine, I just want a clearer idea of his financial capacity since I don’t want to embarrass him or put unnecessary financial  pressure on him (He’s not a sugar daddy after all!). 

It also occurs to me that he might be lonely, in which case I don’t want to exploit him for material or financial gain. He has mentioned several friends and various ex’s so I guess we’ll see what happens. 

I'm feeling much happier and positive about life now.

I've been somewhat stressed and down about life lately but today turned out to be a lovely surprise that took my mind right off things.

I met up with a guy I've been talking to; he's not a sugar daddy but he does like to take care of a girl. We went shopping, drank champagne, ate some Thai food and saw the opening night of the ballet.

He did all of this spontaneously and without me asking! I thought it was a very impressive first meeting. It was also lovely being spoilt by someone who wanted nothing more than a kiss on the cheek to say goodbye.

Unless you’re spending ££££ on me, I’m not going to endlessly chat for free.