Once upon a time, I did a spot of modelling. It’s probably no surprise to any of my clients that modelling was once something I did as I do have the attributes – I’m tall, slim but curvy and I have long, shiny hair which almost reaches my bottom – but I found the job wasn’t to my taste.
Does that surprise you? Well, standing around for hours on end was really rather dull. I’d much rather have a job where I get to meet lots of interesting people and talk to them, or go on dates to fabulous restaurants and to the theatre. A London escort agency offers you all of these possibilities so no wonder I jumped at the chance to jump ship career-wise, if you know what I mean.
I like women too (in all senses of the word if you get my meaning) and I found modelling to be a bitchy world. The other models were always whispering about me and making remarks. I overheard two of them once commenting on my boobs and hips (they were both rake thin and had neither) and wondering how on earth I managed to fit into the clothes. (Easily actually).
After a year spent standing round on photo shoots being poked and prodded by photographers and stylists with over-inflated ideas of their own importance, I’d had enough. I investigated various possibilities trying to work out what would be the best use of my talents.
London escort agencies beckoned – the money was just as good, if not better, the work far more steady and reliable and, best of all, no more bitchy models. It was such a relief to be able to spend my working hours talking and listening to fascinating men as well. I have certainly never regretted making the move.
