Very interesting story. Holly Hill is too old to be a sugarbaby (she's actually 39, not 35, like it says on the back cover) and she wasn't very successful. Her ego is ridiculously huge. (Have you seen pictures of Holly Hill? Look her up on Amazon. She compares herself to Angelina Jolie, but I'm not convinced.)

Here's Holly's philosophy: monogamy is ridiculous. All men cheat. We should just be OK with all the cheating. Let's embrace it. Feel sorry for women who believe in fidelity.

Ugh. This book is ridiculous.

But it did keep me up all night. ( )

The sexual memoir is a genre that practically deserves its own shelving in your local library. It provides a vicarious thrill: puporting to give a real-life account of exotic sexual encounters most of us may fantasize about but rarely get to experience. Supreme in this genre is Belle du Jour whose erotic (and conveniently unverifiable) experiences are subject of a series of non-fiction titles.
Sugarbabe by Holly Hill is more pants-dropping disguised as biography.
Hill, an affluent middle-class Sydney-sider, is dumped by her wealthy lover and finding herself jobless and single, places an add on the internet advertising for a sugar daddy.
She becomes a kept woman, in the traditional parlance; a maitresse en titre, in the language of love; a bird of paradise, in regency cant.
In plain terms, a hooker with her own flat and a decent wine-list.
Hill is a fine raconteur: she gives a vivid description of the men who pay her and provides an interesting insight into the psychology of a certain type of cashed-up male. This is one of the book's greatest strengths: Hill is a qualified psychologist and her pillow talk reads like psycho-analysis. She poses interesting questions about male/female relations and although she neccesarily lacks academic distance, her conclusions are articulate, if not terribly original.
This makes her own complete lack of self perception extraordinary.
One of Hill's stated reasons for setting out on her sexual adventure is to pay her bills: why then, we must ask ourselves, does she end up almost broke?
She is used, cheated and exploited by a variety of sexually dysfunctional middle-aged men and yet claims a stake in female empowerment without a hint of irony. Her paramours pay her extravagant compliments but not her bills. She inevitably ends up the loser in her sexual transactions both emotionally and financially, yet concludes the memoir with the same self congratulatory air of someone who's just climbed Everest. One of her lovers has such little respect for her (and his wife) that he penetrates her without a condom - despite her clear objections.
Hill has a sensitive radar for the problems of others, yet appears blind to her own lack of self worth. Her spin is new feminist sexual power but her content is blow by blow, female degradation.
Presented with these facts, the reader must question her motives. What are her real reasons for becoming a 'Sugarbabe'? This is one shrink who seems incapable of even elementary self-analysis.
Hill also appears blind to the fact that she occupies a priveleged position: how many hookers can claim they chose their path? Extract the results of drug addiction and abuse and I suspect the number is low.
It's yet another relevant question, Hill appears incapable of addressing. ( )

An insightful look at the world of sex and companionship for money and the nature of rlationships in a social climate where everything is out sourced including our most intimate life details.
I found it tragic and uplifting at the same time. The fact that the sugar babe in question happens to be a psychologist only adds to the depth of this book.
Well worth a read. ( )

I liked it at first but then found the tone changed to be too preachy and then ending of the book kinda lame. Could have been much better. ( )

Didn't like this. Found it to be a continuous justification by the author of what they were doing (looking for a sugardaddy). I don't need to know you're filling a hole in today's society and curing relationship ills. Look in a mirror and tell yourself. ( )