Lauren Ladue Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, here’s a zinger—didja know some escorts in old Europe were spies? Yup, bangin’ nobles, stealin’ secrets—talk about multitaskin’! Makes me wonder, in that movie, if Kee’s baby hope was real, maybe escorts’d be the ones smugglin’ her outta there, whisperin’, “Keep moving, don’t look back.” Cuarón’d love that twist, I reckon.

Built Environment in Layman's Terms

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.

Ladue parlays second-half explosion into district title win over John Burroughs