Messages from anonymous (aka married) members saying ‘I like going out and staying in, weekends away and holidays in the sun’ were as creative as they came.
I began to think that when targeting a man with dough, a girl is best off fishing in a more transparent pool – ie one that does what it says on the tin rather than masquerading as a traditional dating site.
I love the idea of Richard Gere bankrolling my shopping trips to Selfridges every weekend, and I can’t see much wrong with two consenting adults agreeing to a relationship that suits them both.
But am I being naive in thinking sugar daddy dating is simply a case of click and collect, or are online arrangements one step away from selling yourself to the highest bidder?
I started chatting to a ‘millionaire’ and within three email exchanges he was talking about what a strong connection he felt we had, and how he couldn’t wait to ‘make love to me’ (eurgghh). With a decent fake tan and a push-up bra, I’d wager you could bag yourself a holiday in Barbados every couple of months to boot.