Life updates, stray musings, winter plans, and whatever else tumbles out.

First order of business: I am now the proud owner of a sprinter van. Yes, a sprinter van. Many of you know I’ve spent most of my adult life waging an informal, deeply principled strike against paying rent. I’ve lived in trucks, on friends’ couches, in rooftop tents, and—for a brief but character-building stint—in a snow cave. So buying a bougie sprinter wasn’t just a financial leap; it was an existential one.

I’ve spent years accumulating dirtbag cred like it was airline miles, and suddenly I’m supposed to surrender my platinum-status membership?

I worried the climbing and ski bums would no longer accept me. That I’d roll up to crags, trailheads, or ski resorts and find myself quietly excommunicated by a community I still feel deeply woven into.

But here’s what I’ve come to realize: I’m still the same free-loving, adventure-chasing, passionate girl—I’m just doing it in…luxury. And honestly, what’s so wrong with that? Luxury doesn’t have to mean greed. It can simply mean waking up in a warm, dry bed instead of spooning my damp gear, making coffee indoors like a soft, civilized mammal, and shamelessly beaming down internet from Elon’s satellite monopoly. I don’t take any of it for granted. This luxury is just freedom from the kind of hardship that built my character. The hardship made me who I am. No sprinter—no matter how absurdly souped-up—can take that away.

Maybe it’s not the most brilliant business strategy to reveal my dirtbag transgressions while simultaneously marketing myself to you all as a luxury escort. But authenticity has always served me better than polish alone. And in that spirit, I’ll share one more small confession: my clothing steamer also functions as my tea kettle. Such is the sacred mise-en-place of Van Life where space is precious and every object earns its keep. Sometimes that means your Chamomile tea carries quite notes of freshly steamed Bordelle satin lingerie.

Moving on. Quick recap of the year:

Favorite date

Heli-Ski trip, Bella Coola mountains

Strangest date

Couples IV Ketamine infusion

Favorite accommodation

Camp Sakira at Amangiri Utah

Favorite present

Reoccurring monthly spa membership

Favorite dining experience

The Beckon, Denver

Now for my gripes about the industry

As I mentioned in my last post, I’ve become increasingly selective about who I choose to spend my time with. Over the past few months, I’ve parted ways with several suitors, and it usually comes down to one recurring challenge: navigating the relationship between transactional and genuine encounters.

Transactional encounters and genuine connections are not mutually exclusive. Just because an encounter involves money doesn’t make the connection any less real. I’ve never once questioned the depth of the bond I share with my therapist. Of course, if I stopped paying her, she wouldn’t continue scheduling appointments—but the transactional element doesn’t diminish the value of our connection.

The same principle applies to provider-client relationships. I care about all of my clients. We share memories, inside jokes, and chemistry. I think about them between dates, look forward to seeing them, and worry if I don’t hear from them. My eyes light up when I receive notes with a quick hello, a funny story, photos from a recent vacation.

But I’m not here to convince anyone that our connection is genuine. Rest assured: if I don’t enjoy an encounter, I simply won’t make space for another.

Okay now for some housekeeping

After an awesome summer and fall in Colorado I will be heading back to British Columbia.

Tour schedule

Jackson Hole: 12/5-12/8
Bozeman, MT: 12/9-12/11 (duos available with Kate Coulior )
Seattle/Bellingham: 12/13-12/16
Vancouver, BC 12/16-12/20

Following that I’ll be in BC most of the winter and available only for FMTY. Ski related FMTY’s will be prioritized but I won’t say no to a quick get-away in the tropics–so long as it doesn’t fall during an epic pow cycle.

My Canadian lovers can find me in Revelstoke. DMTY available only for overnights in Calgary and Kamloops. It’s a long, often snowy drive.

I’ll make a three week road trip stateside at some point in February or March to visit my favorite ski towns and lovers. Trip deets are still TBD. (read: email me to make a bid to visit your home mountain town). Have IKON pass; will travel.

Appointment request

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