*I thank my parents' hard work for funding my copes.
I doubt she paid full price for that car, it was probably a gift from another client, same with her collection of Louboutins and Manolo Blahniks.
Matters not how she got it, either out of her own pocket or gifts from rich clients.
Being a good looking women takes the term "easy mode" to a whole new meaning, you can be a 9/10 gigachad and you still won't be able to live on par with a 7/10 foid off of looks alone.
She's a fucking whore. It's not like she's a doctor or an investment banker who earned her car with her brains. Do I feel emasculated by an escort? Of course not.
Perhaps her wealth did not come as a result of intellectual cunning nor long term planning, instead she earned it using it her looks alone, does that fact bring you solace or a sense of superiority?
I can only speak for myself, but given the choice of being driven by someone else in such a car
I WOULD RATHER WALK
I was wealthmogged by plenty of other people at my boarding school. The Stacies showed up to class in Burberry, the Chads with pink shorts and Vineyard Vines ties, and the Russian/Chinese international students in Armani. I kinda regret going to high school in the US as opposed to the UK, because most UK private schools have strict school uniforms so students don't get fashionmogged.
If I had an ego, it was crushed a long time ago.
I concur
while I never attended a private school(thankgod), I do come across quite a few when going on about my daily routine
And my fucking God, the mog burns, the average among them was 6/10 and 6' tall at least, I was wearing runners and they tower over me, I felt like a little deformed child that wandered into the big boys school on his way to kindergarten. On top of that they all had this high class wasp phenotypes, with very forward grown faces and generally lacks any sort of brutish features, their school uniforms were also very stylish(similar to a suit), while I was wearing hoodies and sweatpants jfl
looks mog, class mog, and money mog, I wanted to jump in front of a train.
Here is a quote from someone else on a different domain, but it relates.
"I did a gatekeeper's job at a Private Boarding School in the UK, at the girl's wing and dormitory no less, and it was exactly as you described.
It was the inverse of a commoner's school where instead of looking for the hotties, it was a case of find an ugly. I found none.
Despite being 15-18 tops these girls were all 6 foot plus tall, wore shiny black tights, pantyhose, skin tight pencil skirts, high heels had super modelesque, popstar faces but had a high class phenotype with posh names like Felicity, Nikol or Lilly.
But when we moved to the boy's wing I got amogged by a near 7 foot tall, Ayrian WASP male with a Bavarian, Austrian, Swizz phenotype, slick golden hair with the hottest piece of Eastern European ass who'd wipe the floor with a Kardashian as she had natural DD breasts.
If it weren't for a few Black Jocks I'd say I had been teleported to a Fascist Summer in Nazi Germany in the 1930s"
