Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Julian and the "Real Me"

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

I'd like to write about how Julian and the "real me" are increasingly becoming one.

For a long time I believed that Julian and I had to remain separate entities entirely. Lately, though, I've been tempted to change my mind. The most recent instance came during my job interview in New York City. 

I prepared for this interview as I would prepare for a client. I showered, shaved, and dressed in my favorite escorting clothes: a blue/turquoise dress shirt, black slacks, polished leather shoes and a platinum watch. Of course I brushed my teeth, flossed, and topped it off with a mouthwash and a breath mint.

I still wasn't finished. My skin looked a bit dry, so I put on a dab of after shave and smoothed it across my face until I was dewy-fresh. Next came my nails: Were they clean and filed? I clipped them and smoothed out the edges with a nail file. Just as good as any salon if I say so myself.

And how can we forget about hair? It was shampooed, conditioned and smoothed out further with gel. I saved the cologne for last, and only used a bit. Anything more would have been overpowering.

The moral of this story? I wasn't some corporate stooge in the typical black suit. Julian's way of dressing and preparing himself resulted in several women at the firm complimenting me on my "beautiful skin", "nice shirt" and "dark, thick hair!" 

Folks, no matter who you are, no matter what you do, putting effort into your appearance is never a bad idea. When I was walking through the halls of the building the firm was housed in, I noticed I was slouching a bit. Julian, for the record, stands with perfect posture. With that in mind, I sucked in my stomach, pushed my shoulders back and lifted my back up straight.

Entering the loft-like office was quite like entering a client's hotel room or home. I was somewhere I had never been before, but had to exude confidence at every turn. And exude I did, settling on a mineral water as the first executive sat me down and began reviewing my resume and writing materials.

During the interview (in case you haven't read the entry, I spoked with both senior partners at the firm as well as two senior-level executives) I was sure to make small talk, smile frequently and even crack a joke or two. Is that typical interview behavior? Maybe. But I'm thinking not.

Again, it seemed to work. One executive perked up when it was revealed we are both fans of a certain BBC show, while another was eagerly taking notes when I began reciting restaurant recommendations in Miami (seems she's planning a trip in the near future). 

Escorting is good for a lot of things -- easy money, frequent sex, the chance at having plenty of free time to pursue other goals and interests. But most of all, escorting taught me how to interact with people I've never met before, and how to do it well. Showing up impeccably dressed with a bright smile and a confident attitude can only help one's chances at gaining employment.

So for those who read this blog that have no interest in sex work but still want to take something away from it, I say this: Carry yourself like you were selling sex. Really. Not a streetwalker, obviously, but a high-end escort. Believe in yourself and your abilities and desirability. Dress the part. 

Once you have confidence in yourself, it's amazing how many other people will too.

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