f0xmail: How Do You Act Like A Prince, Instead of a Pauper, In Public?

FOX MAIL

What’s the word, Jamari?

I just wanted to stop by and say thanks for posting “The Foxy Rules of Getting a Sponsored Lifestyle.“

Actually, I took that post for more than just talking about how to get a “sponsor,” and saw a lot of ways where you can just improve on being a down-ass Fox.

More than that, you gave a lot of advice about knowing your own self worth.

I always respect a hustler, and Jamari, my blog/lifestyle Guru, you are just that.

I was wondering if you planned on doing any follow up posts
about how to conduct yourselves in certain environments?

What do I mean by that?

Well, I’m very new and very green to this lifestyle having just graduated from college and just now getting my feet wet.

I’m always wondering how you’re supposed to act/conduct yourselves in different environments.

For instance, I feel you’re saying be laid back, BUT, you’re also saying make sure you get noticed.

Just curious if you could elaborate!

One of your newest/biggest fans….

MY ANSWER…

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He Bent My Wolf Over and Proceeded To Take His Love From Me

He is exactly my type.
I mean, look at him.
His body… his face… those pecs.
Makes me want to drop my drawz every time I see him.
But, alas, he is not interested in me.

Nor you, my Foxy like counterparts.
Don’t smirk Hybrids because he doesn’t want you either.
Nope.

He wants his hungry for his own kind.
He is usually not satisfied until he has successfully turned one out.
Sometimes he does it for fun and other times, he does it for the challenge.

Has anyone ever met…

THE WOLF SLAYER?

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My Boss: On the D/L???

So I’m standing in my lobby talking to a model who came in for a casting.
Sexy looking white Wolf/Fox/I dunno… but he was checking me out (as I was the same).
So I’m trying to bag this dude when my boss comes out the bathroom and…

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Jamari Fox Does Not Want A Pussy

Now I will admit, I have thought to myself:

“If I looked like Beyonce, I would have the finest Wolves all on me!”
“If I was a Vixen, I would probably be the biggest ho ever!”
“These Wolves would be wrapped around my finger…”

Yup.
I’d be “that bad bitch with the fly wardrobe and the coke bottle shape“.
Probably be sexy enough to do music videos with all the rappers and singers I’d like to fuck.

But, after chillin’ with a few Vixens this weekend,
I could never be a Vixen.
Nope, nope, and nope….