London is Melting

Social media is deeply woven into the fabric of modern society. We live, breathe, & sleep it. Some days it feels as though we spend more time inhabiting digital spaces than the real world itself. As an independent ebony escort, there is an unspoken expectation that I should constantly be feeding the machine. New photos, stories, gifts, restaurants, hotels, destinations.

To be clear … I don’t think that social media is inherently bad. I’m just arriving at clarity on the fact that it’s not for me. Perhaps we’re all participating in a strange survival game. A carefully curated performance where everyone is simultaneously watching & being watched. I’m curious to know what future anthropologists will think about this part of human history.

The truth is that I am a deeply private person. I don’t believe everyone is entitled to know me, have access to me, or be updated on my every move. Ironically, many of the people who reach out to me through social media are not people I would ever choose to engage with in real life. I’ve come to realize that there are very few things in life that I truly care about. Social media isn’t one of them. This is why I’m thinking of deleting my social media.

I don’t need to perform luxury to consider myself a luxury. I have nothing to prove.

If you’ve had the pleasure of meeting me, then you already know who I am. You know that I can be deliciously feminine, glamorous & elegant when the occasion calls for it. You know that I have a penchant for the finer experiences life has to offer.

But life’s greatest luxury isn’t something that can be posted on a feed.

It’s freedom.

To be fully present. To keep parts of yourself sacrosanct (recently learned a new word 🤓). To live a life that belongs to you rather than an audience.

I want that.

Lastly, I’d like to thank the generous gentlemen who form part of my inner circle. Your presence, kindness, generosity, humour & companionship enrich my life in ways that no social media platform ever could.

💋Until then,

Ada