I have a lot of beautiful pictures in my Gallery, and it’s so hard to choose — but I do have a few definite personal favourites!
I like to think that my gallery showcases a lot of important things about me: my love of travel, my enjoyment of a high-waisted trouser, how good my breasts look in a see-through t-shirt (what, that’s a valid personality trait), how much I love food, and my big smile.
As you can see, I love a beautiful view and a bright outfit, and while a few of my more risqué shots have made it into the list, I often think there’s only so much you can learn about me from yet another photo of me in lingerie (but you know where you can find those if you’re desperate to see more, you perv).
I love these photos of me because I feel like they really look like me — and they capture the way I was feeling at the moment the picture was taken.
I also love my location photoshoots — it’s so fun to take a photo walk through a beautiful city like Venice, New York or London, and you get so many creative and unique shots that way. I especially love this because it makes my travel-addiction feel like a necessary business expense! And when I’m wandering through a new place, I always have a smile on my face, which helps overcome the photo nerves. (Yes, even the most photographed independent escorts will admit to having nerves about a photoshoot!)
Have you read my weekend guide to Venice?
I especially love pictures of me laughing because I think they’re the most true to life. I find life endlessly amusing — there is so much to enjoy: when a woman is tired of laughing, she is tired of life, to paraphrase a certain London expression. I am often described as fun, amusing or entertaining, descriptions that I cherish: I like to think that these photos exude a certain warmth and joie de vivre that is reflective of who I am as a person.
And I am a real believer that, whatever the situation, you can either laugh about it or cry about it. Regardless, when I say I love to laugh, I mean it! To me, there’s no better date than one where we’re chuckling like old friends, swapping stories and dirty jokes over cocktails. (Ok, I don’t know many dirty jokes, but I can innuendo with the best of them.)
You know what else I kind of love? Being able to look back at my different haircuts over the years!
So what do you think — do my favourites match yours? Come, find me and let me know — I’ll be sitting at the bar, giggling into a glass of red, waiting for you.
Rachel x
