No Trades Without Purpose

Today I was contacted by a photographer who wanted to do a trade session with me. Trade sessions for freelance models and photographers are fairly common to create art. I typically have no problem doing the shoot as long as there is a purpose. Magazine subscriptions, diverxity sets... and so on. I'm stingy with them when the photographer is vague about purpose and tends to validate himself repeatedly. You contacted me, expecting me to hand out my time and creativity  freely. Then make it a point that they were not "in the market" to hire a model. Well, you better have a grandeur design than I wanted to collaborate.

I'm so fucking annoyed with photographers that want TF* sessions but don't understand how that leaves the model vulnerable to being "stiffed".

Photographer & model show up for the shoot. Spend hours creating images, the average photographer does not give the model the images at the end of the shoot. He states that he will be in touch "in a few weeks". 

The photographer has no risk. He got what he put his time in for when he took the shot. His cartridge or card are full of what his time is worth and the model is trusting that she'll get something in return. 

Many photographers equate this to models not giving them credit when posting the images. You still got the images. Photographers don't credit models just as often as models don't credit photographers.

I refuse to do TF* sessions for this basic reason.  Trade sessions go to photographers I trust. 

Butt Holes!

Here we have another day where I'm completely confused by you humans. Yes, you humans. I, obviously, am not human because my reactions are so completely different than YOU HUMANS. Now, whether or not this is because I was raised by "conservative" people and learned about sex from health books, playboy and porno DVDs may have affected my outlook on the world.

Today I am going to discuss but holes. Yours, mine and maybe even societies! Who knows how far this rabbit hole may take us.

Good Bye, Alexander's

As many know from social media I was recently fired from my club, Alexander's, where I've worked at for the last 4 years (5 years would have been exactly a month from when I was fired). I was fired for a comment I made to someone else on social media. My social media, my post, and the comment had really nothing to do with Alexander's but I'm probably getting ahead of myself.

Lets start at the beginning!

It's The Most Treacherous Time of The Year

A new year means that belts get tightened cause you're going to do better about your spending, your eating out or your working hard but in the land of sex work it is one of the most treacherous times of the year and not because the average strip club manager (or any manager if you want to be blunt) feels that if they're at work then you should be as well.

No, that's not the hazard I speak of; the hazard I speak of is when the money dries up and thus the majority that makes up sex work has too many thoughts and not enough spending cash. Which leaves the average to be quite a ... well, we already agreed to bluntness so we can call these women what they are... CUNTS.

Today's Decision

If you told me when I was 18 years old that there was more to life than money, I'd have rolled my eyes at you.