Like with most things in this modern age, there’s quite a gap between marketing and reality.
Ibiza is always advertised as the crazy party island where young people rave on the beach, get laid and enjoy the sun.
Yet, this photo for example…
… is quite different from the pictures you see on Instagram.
If you look in the background, you’ll notice a yacht with sleek blue neon lighting on its sides. That yacht belongs to a Russian oligarch and cost him $300 million. Peanuts.
No time to dwell for bleach blonde girl though. An oblivious stroll through the whole scene with eager eyes set on the multiple bars ahead. I’m not blaming her. That is what we all came for.
Moments before that, an athletic bar tender had brought the drinks ordered by my friends and I to the table. She has the most amazing ass but her front two teeth noticeably protrude out of her mouth. Like a sexy rat. She was cool and told me she might visit and stay with me in my bed in London…if I pay her to. Anything for that butt, babe.
Top knotch out-call escort services from the Med right? Ibiza rocks.
But back to our dear old Defected lady:
“You’re asking me if I have a bit of cash for you?” I said, as I held my iphone up to take her picture. “A bigger smile and I say Yes.”