Originally Posted by
adrianadawson
I think you took my analogy a little too literally and seriously.
First off, I don't work 2 days a week. I massage 3 days a week, work at my straight job 2 days a week and study a Bachelor full time online in the minimal spare time that I have. I choose to spend my weekends relaxing with my family like most people do. I pay tax on my income from sex work. I have paid tax since the very first day I started in the industry; the place I worked provided all girls with a tax pack and the name of a sex worker friendly accountant. I took up the offer. Now, other than providing you with my tax returns there is really no way to prove this and I have this crazy feeling you might not believe me.
Yes, I believe sex work is a profession. Sure, any girl can wake up one day and decide they want to be a sex worker but I truly believe it takes skills (and more than just sexual skills) to survive in the industry and be successful.
Lastly, I don't regularly dine at Aria. I never said I did. I said it's one of my favourite restaurants. Balenciaga is also one of my favourite brands... Do I own anything from Balenciaga? No, because I can't justify spending $5000 on a bag. I don't have to own a closet of Balenciaga for it to be my favourite and I don't have to dine at Aria every weekend for it to be my favourite either. I have been to Aria 3 times, all for special occasions and paid for by my partner at the time. I'm sorry if you misunderstood the analogy, but again, it wasn't supposed to be taken as literally as you have made it out to be.