The Bratty Bimbo: How to Always Get What You Want

Confession: I’m a brat. I know I am. I’m proud of my brattiness. I get what I want and I’m direct about it. There’s a stigma attached to brattiness. But I say, brats are under-rated. Embrace your inner brat and stop settling for less than you deserve!

“B” Is For Bimbo

There are different kinds of bimbos. I don’t know why, but people struggle with this. Not only are there multiple variations on the bimbo concept, a bimbo can be more than one type. I am a pampered princess. I don’t show it all that often. At least I don’t think I do. I could be brattier. Trust. But make no mistake. I’m a brat.

I have told you all before that I am vain. I am aware that it is a character flaw. It is core to my character and I don’t plan to address that flaw any time soon. Maybe I will have to when my looks fade a long, long time from now. But I’ll probably be Demi Moore in The Substance. Who am I kidding?

Vanity ties into my brattiness. But they are not the same thing. Some people mistake vanity for confidence, but sometimes it’s the opposite. A girl can be vain because she doesn’t believe in herself. She thinks her looks are all she has going for her. I know how I look. I know that being a bimbo goddess gets me stuff. It also closes some things off. I’ll never be taken seriously. Once upon a time, I would have said I could never run for president but these days who knows? Seems like there aren’t any disqualifiers for that job anymore.

I’m a brat because I’m used to getting what I want. I always get my way. Sometimes I have to be a little bit flexible about it, but even so. I will not be denied. I just won’t. Persistence is a factor. I’ll work for a goal. But really? Should I even have to? I say this half-jokingly. But that also means I’m half serious. I should just get what I want because I want it.

If someone makes me ask for something, they have already failed. You don’t wait around for a brat to ask for something. People should be anticipating my needs. I’m not that complicated. I’m a busty blonde bimbo brat. Figure it out! Buy me something! Spoil me. It’s not that hard. *snickers*

“B” Is For Blonde

This morning, I logged in to check my messages. I do that often. Multiple times a day. If I don’t, they pile up. I’m really looking for messages related to various projects. Some of which I have yet to announce here. Because most of them won’t turn out. That’s the thing about Second Life. People make plans and then they just never happen. I have learned to wait until there’ something substantial before bringing it up here.

Most of the messages will be related to fashion blogging. Maybe a post was accepted by a store. Maybe they have something new for me to blog. On a big day, I might find out whether or not an application was accepted. (Waiting to hear from a big store right now! Fingers crossed!) And of course, I also get IMs.

I love hearing from everybody. I really do. But here’s the thing. I’m a busy girl. Y’all know this. If you’ve ever tried to connect with me, well, it’s complicated. I got a lot of irons in the fire. I think that’s the expression. Anyway, when I log in people treat it like a race. They all try to message me before I make plans with someone else. And the fact of the matter is, I’m probably not available. So, I just end up buried in greetings from hopeful suitors.

Which is flattering but also a little much. If you’re reading this, please don’t be one of those people. I can tell who reads my blog and who doesn’t because the people who don’t. The ones who do, know what I want. They understand me. Hey, I’m telling you right here and now. I’m brat. You know this going in. The people who haven’t read this aren’t prepared.

Bimbo Luxe is among other things a user’s manual. Some people can’t be bothered. They probably won’t get what they want from me. So where was I… ?

“B” Is For Brat

Right. So, I’m checking messages and the IM’s are coming in. “Hey gorgeous” “Whatcha doin sexy” “Slaps that ass”. Ask yourself, how would you respond to these messages. I explained that I was multi-tasking. This means that I’m not fully engaged in Second Life. I’m bouncing back and forth in the real world. In other words, not available for a hook up.

I might take a picture. I might go shopping. Or if an idea strikes me, I might write a blog post. Spoilers. I wrote a blog post. Sensing disappointment, I decided to lighten the mood with a joke about my plans for world domination. The plans aren’t a joke. I completely serious about conquering the virtual world. Obviously. The joke was that I pretended to be kidding.

Playful banter ensued because I’m flirty like that. I expressed my frustration that people don’t just give me what I want. He smiled like I was cute. I am cute. I doubled down on my brattiness. As I did so, I realized. No, I’m totally okay with being a brat. I am entitled to be a brat. If you don’t want to deal with it, no one is going to make you. Just know what you’re in for.

People don’t like brats. At least they think they don’t. Being a brat is even worse than being vain. As a vain brat, I am very aware. But to me, I’m just being transparent. Some people will try to manipulate to get their way. I don’t have to. I mean, yes, I have done it. For funsies. But more often than not, I’m direct. If you’re not going to give me my way, there’s someone else who will.

”That is bratty. But it’s also a fact.

“B” is for Bitch

The letter “b” describes me very well. I’m blonde, busty, bubbly, bratty, etc. I’m also a bit of a bitch sometimes. I try not to be but the claws come out sometimes. Reading this post, you may be asking yourself, “who does this bitch think she is?” I’m Bimbo Luxe. Thanks for asking. I don’t owe anybody anything. And nobody owes me.

We’re all in Second Life for different reasons. If those reasons overlap, great. If my needs aren’t being met, I’m going to look elsewhere. And you should do the same. Is that bratty? I don’t think so. The brattiness is just a flavor. But deep down, I’m doing what most men do without even thinking about it. I’m pursuing my goals.

Regular readers probably know this about me already. I’m an ambitious bimbo. I get bored easily. If I’ve had an experience, I don’t want to keep repeating it. I’m on to the next thing. I want to try everything Second Life has to offer. Every adventure. Every perversion. I want it all. And as a famous brat once said, “I want it now!”