Review by POWERTEN, October, 2013
I saw her ad and was attracted by the photos and the way she worded her web site. For a Québécoise with French as a first language, she had a wonderful way with words. I sent her an email about meeting her when she came to town and we began a back-and-forth correspondence about art, music, and things to do when she was in Toronto. Charming, or perhaps I should say charmant. Her description was intriguing, as she is less than five feet tall, half-Asian, and the profile of a perfect spinner. I also read some of her assessments on local Montréal review sites and they confirmed my first positive impressions. I arrived at the upscale condo building that she and another colleague from Montréal had rented for the week. It was a lovely suite with elegant furnishings. Ivy welcomed me dressed in a cute schoolgirl outfit and she pretty clearly was wearing nothing underneath. I noted her large and expressive hazel eyes giving me a similar lookover as I complimented the ensemble. I offered up my small bag of chocolates and she exclaimed that my mixture of French and Swiss was her favourite. She helped herself to one and brought me a large glass of juice – “to help me keep up my strength.” Without further ado, she took my hand and led me into the bedroom. VIPs read on for the lowdown on this French=Canadian sweetie.