8:25 am— Have sex with my boyfriend. Give the best head of his life. Go pee.

10:15 am— Really wake up. I often neglect to check my phone until later in the morning. The peasants can wait.

10:30 am— Check on my indoor garden. Wait for my boyfriend to make coffee because he does it better than me. Steal his mug.

11 am— Check Instagram, non-work social medias. Joy and laughter come first in a Queen’s life, as well as a little bit of online shopping thanks to IG’s new algorithm. Khaite boots, anyone?

11:30— 15 minute workout by Chloe Ting. She’s so hot and I love her athleisure wardrobe. Mental note to have my sub reimburse me for expensive leggings I haven’t even picked out yet.

11:45— Shower using my organic, handmade cucumber pear soap, followed by my Tatcha skin regime. I love smelling and feeling good. Throwback to my last real time session where my sub willingly followed me around Sephora, lugging around a shopping basket full of Dior Capture Youth and Tatcha Dewy skin cream. Of course he paid for it all.

12 pm— Take my dog for a walk with my boyfriend. Housekeeping has arrived at our apartment and we love to give Julieta space, she’s the best. We play fetch at the park and go to the farmers market where we pick up flowers and vegetables.

2 pm— We take the car to our favorite Shanghainese restaurant for xiao long bao. The boyfriend and I seldom go a day or two without eating Chinese food. We love rice. Lunch date is finished off with two pumpkin spice lattes from 85 Degrees bakery and the perfect tiramisu. I love when he surprises me!

4 pm— Caffeine does nothing to me as an afternoon nap calls my name. I fall asleep to the sound of The Crown playing softly in the background.

6 pm— The boyfriend takes me on an impromptu trip to Whole Foods because I want goat cheese with truffles. If you know anything about me and my sister, Goddess Master, we adore a good cheese board. The boyfriend has even gone so far to say she chooses better cheeses than I (questionable).

8 pm— We light up our weed, drink wine and eat chevre. The heater is on and our apartment smells like lemon and cinnamon thanks to housekeeping and my beloved oil diffuser. Dog is sleeping happily after eating a whole leftover xiao long bao while we were out shopping.

10 pm— Online shopping while collecting from my Human ATM’s. I can’t decide between the Dior Saddle Bag or the Bottega Cassette bag. Maybe both? It’s their problem, not mine. I should get whatever I want, and I do.