the intro...

Hello and welcome to my blog! I’m your hostess, Ladyface.

I'm a 27 year old queer femme sex worker. Between my fancypants day job and my super sexy side gig I spend a lot of time being an attentive, diplomatic Ladyface so this blog is where I’ll let my hair down...I might even curse. Though I curse like a kitten sneezes, which is too say it's infrequent and harmless and still shocks me more than anyone.

I am a sex positive lady and will write candidly about my kinks, my history, my exploits and my daily life (but only the good stuff). And so that I can write as openly as possibe, I'm keeping this space anonymous. All characters are real people in my life but all names are pseudonyms and always will be.

Enjoy!

xoxo

-Ladyface

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Ho Down

I thought this entry was gonna be about the many spectacular people and events in my generally joyful life.  I thought I was gonna publish the lengthy and surprisingly well-received letter I wrote to my family outing myself as a sex worker and maybe talk about the process of turning the spare bedroom into a sewing room and attempting to teach my pup the second half of fetch.  These things are all still very real and relevant and I’ll write those entries soon. 

But some days are hard.  Some days are 97% douchebaggery and you don’t want to talk about it and you don’t want to hear about it.  All you want is to come home to your lover, make midnight pancakes then kitchen slow dance to Leonard Cohen in your underwear with your warm, grateful, pancakeful bellies touching and your sleepy head resting on their strong shoulders while you silently run your fingernails through their hair and kiss their neck and mean it with all your heart.  
Lots of love to all the kick-ass folks out there who do this difficult and important work.  I'll be thinking of you as I curl up with my pup and fall asleep to the sound of her puppy sighs.