Prelude: As some of you may already know, I have started a Patreon account over the past few weeks. Over the years I have I have done a number of photoshoots, yet I only end up using a handful for my Instagram and advertisements. Inspired by another escort, I felt like Patreon was a great way to share galleries from the ‘full shoot’ plus some of the more uncensored images that I wouldn’t be able to post to socials or want the general public to access. It feels a bit more exclusive and private. I have never been interested in doing Only Fans, as I prefer to maintain a somewhat ‘classy’ image of myself online, as I’m always conscious that ‘anybody’ can find my content online.
The galleries I post, while more ‘stripped down’, will always still be artistic, classy and sensual rather than explicit and pornographic. With my galleries, I also like to share a brief journal about the images and what they represent- or maybe just a little ramble. This is last week’s post which I thought I’d share it on my public blog, as I really liked what I wrote (if I don’t mind saying so myself), but also I think it could resonate with some of you. Thank for reading!
Story behind the gallery:
My journey started briefly during my final year at university. A friend at my part-time retail job casually told me stories about their friend who was an escort, while we killed some time during some quiet moments at work. It was just supposed to be a fleeting story, but it lingered in my mind.
At uni, I was constantly frustrated by how challenging it was to support myself with an income (I was self-sufficient, living out of home), while also maintaining good grades in my engineering degree and some sort of a social life. A situation a lot of students can relate to. I never ‘struggled’ per-se, but I longed for a better work-life balance. I also had a parent pass away while at uni, so I was playing their role to my younger sister while she was still at school (drop offs, appointments etc). I’m not trying to sell myself as a victim, but I think it’s an important part of my story, as it altered mental state during this time and made me more susceptible to risks- or perhaps ways to escape my life at the time.
The money from escorting was incentivising, but it’s not the primary reason I became one. As I mentioned, while I was a classic ‘broke’ uni student- I was never desperate for money. My family were comfortable and I could have easily asked my dad for money if I needed it (I think he would have rathered that). But I think primary driver was the excitement and risk. I have since been diagnosed with ADHD which explains some of this risky behaviour and why I was probably drawn to the industry. I would also say there would be some self-esteem issues from my teenage years, and the feeling of being desired as an escort gave my ego a massive boost. A lot of these issues have since resolved due to lifestyle changes and medication, but also due to the positive impact that working as an escort had on my mental health (controversial to what the media tells you).
I did stop escorting for a little while as I graduated university and started a job working in the mines. The next part of the story I have already mentioned on my blog which you can find here, so I won’t go too much into it.
But essentially, my full time career wasn’t what I thought it would be. I felt more appreciated and valued for the work I do as an escort, and I realised that is more important to me than making money for a bunch of greedy shareholders while destroying the earth.
My values in life have shifted during my 20’s. Back then, I was a lot more self-driven- focused on career, status and money. This is another mindset change that I’ve adapted since being an escort. I’ve met some of the wealthiest CEOs with all of the money they could ever need- but with the sacrifice of family and genuine life experiences. There are certain things that all the money in the world can’t buy back; health, time and people
I did go through a phase where I was fixated on shiny, material things with the new money I was making as an escort. But that dopamine hit wears off as soon as you make that purchase and I would need to purchase another item to get that hit again. It’s an endless cycle. As someone with a mother who’s passed away, I realised that the people in my life are only here for a fleeting moment- but that pair of Louboutin shoes will always be there. I’ve since began to prioritise people and experiences over ‘things’, and also I get immense satisfaction over feeling like I’ve made an impact on someone. Much more so than the Louis Vuitton bag that sits on my shelf that’s now collecting dust!
I know for sure that I have made a life-long impact on some of my clients. Men’s mental health is still very much brushed under a rug, yet escorts are some of the few people men feel comfortable to open up to. Because of the nature of our job, we tend to be very open and non-judgemental and I have had clients tell me things they’ve never told anyone before, which makes me feel special. I’ve also helped a lot of men who struggled with confidence issues around women and relationships. Maybe they are socially anxious or have autism and lack social skills, or maybe they have come out of a toxic relationship and need encouragement to get back out there (yes, women can be abusive too). I have a stronger empathy for these clients due to my own confidence issues when I was younger. This industry that helped resolve my issues- so it makes me feel good to pass that on and help someone else.
I think there is a very misconstrued perception of what escorts actually do or who we are as people. Pop culture paints two versions of an escort- either the high class, plastic, gold digging one or the trashy meth head in a dirty motel room. This was certainly the image I had in my mind before becoming one. But escorts are just normal, everyday people. They’re mums, wives, ex-teachers, nurses and professionals like myself. Some of my escort friends are among the nicest and most genuine people I know.
Clients are also some of the most caring people I’ve met. Again, there is a misconstrued picture that clients are dirty, sleazy and dangerous. In my experience, these clients are rare. Almost all of my clients are incredibly clean, respectful and I’ve had far better experiences as an escort than on dating platforms. And not just because I’ve been paid! I find it rather ironic that apps like Tinder and Hinge are deemed socially acceptable, yet I feel far safer and more respected meeting a client due to the amount of screening and safety protocols we have in place (I could write an entire post just about safety/stigma as an escort).
Anyway, this post has definitely taken a tangent- but one I don’t mind taking. I guess what I’m trying to say is that for me, escorting was always a choice rather than a necessity. When I took these photos, I thought I would have my profile up for a month or so, while I left the mines and looked for a new corporate job. I didn’t think I would still be here 6 years later!
Funnily enough, I’ve really been enjoying looking at these photos and I have since found the photographer (he had rebranded, so it was a little trickier than I thought) and I am planning a photoshoot during my Brisbane tour at the end of the month!
If you would like to see weekly galleries like the one above, you can subscribe to my Patreon (sorry, I’m not trying to sound like a Youtube ad). I’m genuinely excited about sharing old galleries, as well as some upcoming photoshoots I have planned!
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Although we have communicated we’ve never actually met Jasmine. I was drawn to you by your obvious intellect and the honesty of your blogs, never better illustrated than in this message. You sound like an incredibly good person to me, and I’ll be subscribing to your Patreon site. I hope it goes well for you.
Jas,you got me thru the virus little “Aries”Evie met her .I want to sign up but scared.i want to give you money ..Instagram photos what can I say. I’m want more n more .I’m at Mission Beach only wish you visited Cairns or Townsville Can you send me your thoughts about me signing up n may be a visit north Qld bye Ray Scafidi