There's this moment in every academic meeting where someone asks about transferable skills. They mean things like 'data analysis' or 'critical thinking'. They do not mean what I'm actually thinking: h
When I first came to Zurich from Czech Republic three years ago, everything about working in sex work felt complicated. Switzerland is not like home. Here everything is regulated. Documented. Controll
I've been thinking a lot about how my clients construct their self-image through our interactions. Not just sexually, but economically. Every businessman who books me is performing a kind of social ch
People always wanna know why an escort stays in the game. Like there's some big dramatic reason. Truth is, it's complicated and simple at the same time.I started this work when I was 23 and broke. Not
Right. Ive done sex work in Birmingham and Ive done stints in some proper tiny towns round the midlands and let me tell you somethin - its not all the same.Biggest difference is discretion. In Birming
There's a particular quiet that descends after a client leaves. Not silence exactly, but a kind of humming stillness where the room feels both emptier and more charged. I'll make tea, usually. Sit wit
Right so everyone's got an opinion about what I do and honestly Im proper sick of it. Like my mam still thinks Im gonna wake up one day and get a 'proper job' whatever that means. As if sitting in an
Another week another tank of petrol burned crossing county lines. Sometimes I wonder if Im actually making money or just feeding my cars appetite for diesel. Chester is about 40 minutes from me and Li
Weird thing about Dundalk is youre basically straddling two countries. Two legal systems. Two different ways of looking at what I do. Sometimes feels like Im playing a game where the rules change depe
Sometimes I catch myself thinking how beautifully absurd my life is. Here I am, Dr. Moira Henderson, with a doctorate in cultural anthropology and a sideline that would make my dissertation committee
Funny how life throws ye curveballs. Ten years ago I was a newly divorced mum wondering how I'd make rent, now I'm running my own wee business and making more in a week than I used to in a month.Nobod
The funniest thing about my work isn't the sex. It's watching middle-class men perform what they think masculinity looks like. They come to me with these carefully constructed personas, all hard edges
Some days I look at my bank account and can't help but smile. Not because I'm rolling in cash, but because every euro in there represents something I earned entirely on my own terms. Since separating
Look. Ive done sex work in Birmingham for seven years now and lemme tell you something proper important about how different this is compared to rural areas. City work is a whole different game.In a bi
The light changes first. Always the light. By September in Kerry, everything softens. The harsh summer brightness goes mellow, golden, and the bookings start to shift with it. Summer was constant. Tou
Sometimes I wonder if my dissertation supervisor would laugh or cry if she knew how I fund my research. I'm literally reading Foucault while waiting for a client, thinking about power structures in su
When I first started working in Dublin, I quickly learned that being a Black woman in this industry means something different. Not just different—fundamentally altered. My clients, mostly white Irish
I've been reading escort blogs for ages and honestly? None of them sound like me. Not the posh London ones, not the American sites. So here I am. Writing about what it's actually like working in Clare