What's Your Price? Dating Site Lets You Pay Up Front for Women, and We Still Strike Out
One of the eligible women at What's Your Price?
Modern dating is a jumble of websites,
speed dating, matchmakers, online personals, and even more recently,
quick sex meet-up apps on cell phones. Even with all this new
electronic dating technology, the pattern still remains essentially
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the same: Boy meets girl, boy takes girl out, boy tries to have sex
with girl, girl says no, boy mopes and begs, and then girl eventually
gives it up out of a sense of obligation.
Then, while listening to satellite radio, I heard an advertisement for a website called What's Your
Price? The idea is very simple: Normal looking men make financial
offers for first dates with beautiful women. They sell it as men
bidding on dates with beautiful women like a charity auction, while
women field monetary offerings weighing how seriously a guy wants to
Of course, it is also obvious that What's Your Price? is just a stone's throw away from being an escort service.
I had to find out why any woman would
be on this site, so I went ahead and made my free profile. It was
fairly simple; the oddest part of the process was deciding whether I
was an "Attractive Male" or a "Generous Male." The women on
the site are actually very beautiful, and in the first couple of days
I immediately received several "winks" (invitations to make a bid
on a first date) from women that are typically way out of my league.
After going back and forth with some
girls I settled for a 25-year-old Eastern European model named
"Lana." We agreed to a $60 "fee," and made plans to meet at
Books and Books on Lincoln Road. My goal for the night was to
make up for how much I was giving her by doing the absolute cheapest
I told her to dress casually since we
were going to be doing a lot of walking. We found each other in
front of Victoria's Secret, and she's wearing shorts that a 15
year old girl wears when she's unaware that her body has matured, and
a tacky "I Love Miami" t-shirt that was hilarious just for the
unintentional kitsch. She also didn't have on any makeup, and I'm
pretty sure she hadn't washed her hair in several days. This girl
was dressed to un-impress.
We walked up Lincoln Road, and made our
way into Art Center South Florida. I picked mostly it because it was
free, and is also a great place to check out local artists. We looked at the
latest exhibition and went through the studios. I marveled at the
art work, while she blankly looked around, and eventually said that
she liked the floor.
We hit the mall again, and walked and
talked some more. I figure we'd spent enough time together that I
can start interviewing her about the website.
She told me that What's Your Price? is the only dating
site that she's on. She got tired of other sites where she
would have to waste a lot of time going through tons of banal and
grossly sexual messages, she said.
I asked her about other guys that she's
met through the site, and she said that while some are alright, other
guys are very, very creepy. She told me about one guy who was very
grabby, telling her in the first five minutes of meeting that she has
a nice body and that he wanted to kiss her all over.
I told her that I'd anticipated that would be
a big downside to the site, that a lot of men would assume that
they'd be paying for sex and not a date. She countered that she
went on one date with a guy who paid upwards of $500, and she said
that he was a gentleman the whole time and didn't push sex at all.
We made our way into a bar, had a
couple of drinks, and talked for another hour. We were having a
pretty good conversation. She definitely wasn't acting like she
wanted to leave, which I take to mean she's not just using me for the
laughably small amount of money I'm "paying" her.
At no point in the date had she even
brought up the money. It got to the point where I felt the need to
get it out of the way. I told her, "I don't know the polite way to
go about this, but here, before I forget." Then handed her a folded
up envelope with the $60 inside. Thankfully, she didn't count it in
front of me.
We left and walked up Washington Ave.,
still talking the whole time. At one point I reached down and
grabbed her hand, and thankfully, she didn't yank it away like I had
We strolled, chatted, and looked in
stores. Eventually we walked back in the general direction of where
she lives. It had been a couple of hours at this point, and I'd
managed to only spend $11 beyond the $60 "fee."
The date was about to end, and I got
myself ready to make my move. I was thinking to myself that if this
website makes it possible for me to make out with a model, who may be
kind of lame but still hot, then they may actually have something going on.
We reached the corner where I have to turn to head back to my car. I
turned to say goodbye, grabbed her by the jacket, and pulled her in
for the kiss. The tension rose, I saw the look of expectation in her
eye, and at the last moment she pulled back abruptly and got a look
on her face like, "You have got to be kidding me."
Can't blame a guy for trying.
We said goodbye, and who knows, maybe
we'll see each other again. But hopefully it won't cost me another $60. --Ric Delgado
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