The Call Girls Guide to London

Update !

2006-06-25T14:08:00.000-07:00

So it's been a while and I'm pleased to report the mice are gone thank goodness.
The personal training is still fantastic although I missed a session last week - and felt the wrath of my marine core-esque trainer (can't say it was an altogether unpleasant experience!).
Even though trainers are expensive they are totally worth it www.michaelgeorge.com is a great on-line resource for those that lack the funds. So no excuses ;)

Work wise things have been fantastic I recently enjoyed a long weekend in a fantastic little town, staying on for a few extra days and meeting some very interesting boys and girls (you know who you are purrrrr).
Mr NYC is a dedicated follower of the arts and also super spiritual and as such educated me in a few new Tao techniques which I shall be investigating further. (Thank you darling see you in September!).

The most note worthy thing that happened on my travels was the loss of a dear friend.
It was dreadfully and happened in the powder room of a well known sushi restaurant.
No dear reader it was not a life claimed by 'Fugu', but by a flick of a wrist.

Whilst rather animatedly discussing Tony Blair with a female friend, (a friend who I might add has been pretending for 6 months to have been cured of smoking by Allen Carr.)I was reaching the crescendo at the same time as she was flushing the cigarette end.
Clasp of my beloved diamond bracelet failed me and spun in a whirlpool to it's watery death.

I demanded that the staff call a plumber to remove it from the U bend but was told in no uncertain terms that this would not be possible.

I was consoled a little by my dining companions but the evening never quite recovered.

Everything happens for a reason - and this has served to educate me about insurance, and being accomplice to naughty schoolgirl like smoking habits.

Call Girl Escort London Isobella

All for the love of fashion

2006-04-21T13:08:00.000-07:00

Personally I think that recent fashion has on the whole been fantastic I loved last seasons pencil skirts, galaxy dresses and wintery dark colours.
All wonderfull aids to dressing up the curves.
I avoided the skinny drainpipe jeans in favour for the Hitchcock heroine look.
Not just because I love the lines and the fabulous accesories (pearls and yummy stockings!)- but because it awarded me the opportunity to indulge in some of my favourite things.

My last blog entry was written shortly before a lovely long weekend with a client in Paris. Lauderee and I have a love love relationship. I appreciate their sugar laden treats and they appreciate my bulk orders of gift boxes that I have sent back home to friends and family old blighty.

But now shock horror dear reader - the tide has started to turn.
The waist of a normal pair of jeans now comes in low, very low, or ULTRA low.

Now I was around in the 90's when hipsters and bootcut jeans were ressurected from the bowels of hell. Naturally being a teenager with a flat tummy (so flat in fact that I'm sure people questioned whether I indeed posessed vital organs or intestines) I loved them.
Navel pierced, hipsters low, parents seething I paraded around like this for almost half a decade.

And here we are a few indulges too many and that new shopping trip is inducing hysteria and panic....ah well I guess there's nothing to do but die-I mean diet.

So personal trainer on speed dial, vegtables in the steamer and just in case one needs it a shoe horn to get one into those skinny binny trousers.

Call Girl Escort London Isobella

Hotels

2006-02-20T16:16:00.000-08:00

I went to a booking last night in a well known London hotel I'd never been to before.
Confirmed the booking with client and room number in hand I got there and made for the lifts .
One small problem I needed a card to call for the lift the lobby was empty and before I could whip my mobile out a concierge came over to ask me if I had a room there.
I of course gave him the clients name and room number-needless to say everything was fine but it was one of those baited breath moments !

The client told me that had he of given it thought he would have met me in the lobby.
He asked me how I'd managed to get up to the room - well duh !
"I'm resourceful I always bring a spare skeleton swipe card"

Call Girl Escort London Isobella

HELP !!!

2006-02-12T19:17:00.000-08:00

Seriously I was in bed reading when I saw something small and furry run across the room and under my bed.

I've got a mouse or perhaps even mice Noooooooo !
I lifted one side of the bed up (It's one of those unclippy things that breaks into two) and the little bugger ran under the other side. It had obviously been living there for a while too as it had made itself pretty comfy ewww.

How the bejeezus did I get mice? My cleaner is really not doing her job properly(cleaner I don't have a cleaner...oh!note to self get domestic help). But seriously my apartment is pretty spic and span usually.

Anyways I found some rat poison and threw it under the bed but now the question where do I sleep ?
It's 3am and I really can't be bothered to go to a hotel, I could sleep in the living room on the sofa, but what's to say it won't sneak up on me in the night and attack me.

Anyone with any information on how to get rid of my unwanted guests please let me know asap :(

Call Girl Escort London Isobella

Friday !!!

2006-02-09T23:48:00.000-08:00

Yep it's Friday again which means lazy days in bed (as apposed to the rest of the weeks mild to moderately active days on or in the bed).
Even if I get bookings for the weekend I won't be able to do them as I have family staying with me from out of town. This means work phone is switched off and the History of Webpages I've visited over the last 20 days erased (you never know).

So anyway to everyone reading this little blog (if anyone?!) have a super weekend if your in the UK wrap up warm !

4am : Went to visit boyfriend this evening, things went well but I just couldn't stay the night. I made my excuses and hailed a cab from outside his flat.
It's not so much that I hate sleeping in strange beds, but more that I don't want to get too close to him.
It's got less to do with my profession and more to do with the fact that I'm far too Independant. Perhaps I need to explore ways to get a healthy balance.

Call Girl Escort London Isobella

Links

2006-01-19T12:47:00.000-08:00

Right just quickly I still can't figure out how to link things but here are some places worth checking out.

http://www.adultbloglinks.com/cgi-bin/links/in.cgi?id=2025 This is a great site where you can check out loads of blogs !

http://www.sexblogslist.com/cgi-bin/links/in.cgi?id=3085

http://callgirlnextdoor.blogspot.com/ (this girl is seriously sassy and entertaining)

http://www.sexwrecks.com (Think Bizarre Magazine employing Sex Agony Aunt)
I'll keep adding to these but I'm late for a very important date, untill next time Aurevoir

www.last-minuteescorts.com (Fantastic site for booking the date of your dreams, also has a fab forum for escorts and clients to enjoy)

http://www.working-girls.4-you.co.uk/ (This is a new forum for independents and agency gals to talk in a pribate forum as well as a public one, so come on girls n guys and check it out)

Culinary Salvation Indeed

2006-01-19T12:20:00.000-08:00

As any hip young urbanite knows finding time to eat let alone cook can be troublesome.
Well gals and guys I may just have found our salvation (well mine at least!).

I had a 'buisness meeting' in Central London today a double date at my favourite hotel, with my favourite girl from the agency.
She's probably reading this blog right now so ;
"Hello Amazonian one, thanks for the recommendation, and by the way you should always wear red,it looked fantastic also get yourself a blog !"

Anyway to cut to the chase (I'm off to theatre land in ten minutes) - Ama told me about the best thing ever.
A company called Deliverance they do amazing stuff, Indian,Thai,Chinese,European (ie Fish n Chips)Italian,Japanese !
Of course I'm still reminding myself of my New Years resolution so mine was a salad but what a salad !

So I shall never have to cook, or wash up ever again and healthy, fresh food is but a click or call away !
Apparantly their Sushi is grand too.

www.deliverance.co.uk (for anyone living in London with an aversion to mess and fuss....in the kitchen)

The Call Girls Guide to London: All The Small Things

2006-01-16T05:41:00.000-08:00

The Call Girls Guide to London: All The Small Things

One Man Show

2006-01-13T04:31:00.000-08:00

Yesterday my agency phoned me with a booking (short notice) I found myself turning up 20 minutes late.
The client was pretty okay about it and was rather less interested in conversation than I would have liked.
In fact as soon as I walked through the door he handed me my fee in a plain envelope and started pawing at me.
As soon as he kissed me on his return from the bathroom I realized why - he tasted of cocaine.
My agency has a policy if a client seems drunk, or otherwise high we are to leave and call to report immediately.
I felt the situation was safe, and I'd made myself comfortable on the reclining leather massage chair (note to self - be v v good girl and put on x-mas list)
I smiled and tut tuted and he took this as a sign to relax and started chopping lines up on the glass table rather than sneaking off.
The funny thing about coke is that it can make guys super horny and the next second just transform them into the resurrection of Oscar Wilde (if one is lucky).
I was entertained for the next 2 hours with a one-man, autobiographical, stand up show. I can't remember the last time I laughed so much and I wondered if he was this amusing when not trolleyed.
No physical contact apart from the kiss, and I left with a huge tip.

Had a slight dissagreement with new boyfriend, although he did call back five minutes later to apologies.

2006-01-11T10:58:00.000-08:00

Eat-iquette and Cocktails

2006-01-11T05:03:00.000-08:00

You know you've had a great weekend when you're still at it on Tuesday evening.

SATURDAY
Met my Reg at his Hotel and dropped off my overnight bag, we then headed to Charlotte Street for dinner.
Whenever I'm with a client I always try to avoid dinner dates, Drinks I have no problem with. But when it comes to food I admit the snob in me not so much rears her ugly head as possesses my whole being from the moment the wine list is offered to the second coffee has been finished.
I realize it might sound somewhat silly coming from a girl who has no problem with the grittier bits of fellatio and strap-ons.
But in a professional capacity I prefer to be eaten rather than eat (well don't we all).
The Reg no matter how sweet has possibly the worst table manners I have ever seen - and I've been to countries where cutlery doesn't exist.
Okay elbows on the table I can overlook, talking to me about Mark Rothko whilst displaying a mouthful of half masticated food- not so great.
But licking Potato Millefeuille from his knife really did take the biscuit.
So I did what any reasonable (if a teensy bit anal) person would do ....I got drunk.
Not rip roaringly so but it made the evening much more pleasurable.
And by the fourth glass of wine I hardly noticed the serviette sticking out of his collar.
The rest of the night was spent back at the hotel, and although really nothing to blog about was passable.

SUNDAY
After leaving the hotel in one of Londons best black cabs ever - the driver was an absolute sweetie.
I went home and readied myself for some serious pleasure - my latest boyfriend is perhaps the most attentive lover I have come across (or indeed been come across by).
I'd like to report that we spent a culture filled day taking in Degas at the Tate.
But the truth of the matter is we didn't leave my apartment until Monday evening when we said Goodbye.

MONDAY

Quaffed assortment of cocktails in bar with best girlfriend and regaled each other with details of latest exploits.
Fell into bed (alone) at 1 am.

Agent Orange

2006-01-05T09:04:00.000-08:00

Anyone feeling like they are in need of some retail therapy this weekend DON'T !
Much better to pull a sicky and go during the week than brave what's left of the sale hungry crowds.
I went shopping in Covent Garden and Soho today , and girls Agent Provocateurs new lines are truly drool worthy-which is of course the idea.
I am seeing a regular over the weekend.
I try to reserve the weekends for myself but this chap is sweet and so I really don't mind.
The last time he visited London I had just been to have my tan airbrushed on. My regular girl was away getting married (how inconsiderate ;)) and the new one really made a boo boo.
Instead of coming out an even golden colour as I'm used to, the results developed into a more Jodie Marsh shade of Tangerine.
Actually it was more reminiscent of Jodie Marsh, Jordan and Mrs Beckham having their annual "look I'm oranger than you contest" complete with streaks.
No matter how many layers of skin I tried to shed via exfoliating the appointment with my reg had to be cancelled.
The poor girl who applied the tan was new and nervous so I decided to save my complaints for a more worthy cause.
This turned out to be great thing as absence really does make the lust grow stronger, instead of the normal 3 hours, he has booked me for a full 12 hours.
So a hearty thanks must of course go to the Karma fairy,and more importantly the salons new beautician.

Off to have tan tomorrow - note to self avoid said girl like plague.

Top Tip for anyone in the Covent Garden, or indeed Bond Street area Carluccios for their not quite so sinfull winter warmer 'Hot Chocolate'.
Yes it's still calorific but it is morally less reprehensible than Starbucks (any excuse).

And So It Begins......

2006-01-04T12:47:00.000-08:00

.....The New Year - Happy 2006 to you and yours, and of course this blog.
Arriving back at Paddington station after the Christmas Break I tried to summarise 2005's hi and low points, the results were disappointing not for lack of fun and frollicks.
I'm mid 20's so even though Alzheimers could be setting in early, the more likely truth of the matter is that I have a mind like a sieve.
I decided to try and journal 2006 as honestly and frankly as possible !
This is really just a space to keep all my thoughts and record my city adventures, feel free to join me !

Resolutions for 2006 :

Go to the gym at least 4 times a week (remind self when feeling like lazy lump that one does take ones clothes off for a living)
Keep diary of some sort (check)
Consider starting own agency (for all the right reasons yakety schmakety)
Read a book a fortnight (Do not limit self to classics and bestsellers)
Find the perfect new apartment