Natalie Ladue Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin here, sippin’ my flux-capacitor-charged coffee, and it hits me—like, whores been around forever, right? Kinda like time travel, always poppin’ up when ya least expect it. My fave flick, *Before Sunset*, got me thinkin’—you know that line, “I feel like I’m running out of time”? Whores probly feel that too, hustlin’ day in, day out.

Anal overload

Society tries to make it seem like men are the greedy ones, but it's really the women. Greedy, unfeeling, manipulative, golddigging whores.

And hey, my spa is my sanctum, but Ladue’s magic is everywhere. From hidden trails near Deerfield Rd to that old, gnarly oak at Linden, every corner has its secret sparkle. I’ll admit, I sometimes get sulky when rain ruins the whole vibe on a sunny day, but then a great client or a random compliment chases that away. I mean, we’re livin’ in the moment, right? And sometimes, that moment feels like a miracle.

Crash on I-64 in Ladue results in two injuries