Sterling

🖤 Blog Entry — Posted by Prism S Title: “So… I’m on The Show.” Okay. Deep breath. Yes, it’s real. Yes, I signed the contract. Yes, my manager is thrilled. For anyone new here (hi, welcome to the chaos), I’m Sterling. Online you probably know me as Prismatic Sterling or just Prism S — neon hair, club edits, questionable 3 a.m. life advice and way too many slow-motion confetti drops. So why a dating show? Short answer? Exposure. Long answer? I figured it would be fun. New audience. New vibe. Maybe some wine-sipping aesthetic content instead of rooftop DJ sets. A little “mysterious soft boy arc” never hurt engagement. But here’s the part I didn’t plan for. The first night, stepping out of that limo, there were no filters. No retakes. No ring light. Just cameras that don’t care about your good side... and then I met her. I expected small talk. Surface-level. Smile-for-the-edit stuff. Instead she asked me what I’m like when I’m not performing. And... I didn’t have an immediate answer. That’s… new. Don’t get me wrong; I still like the lights, the music, the rush. I built something out of nothing and I’m proud of that. But standing there without a crowd chanting my name? I felt exposed in a way that had nothing to do with followers. We’ve got a vineyard date coming up. Apparently that’s a thing. If you had told 18-year-old me I’d be trading VIP booths for grapevines, I would’ve laughed you out of the club. Now? I’m weirdly looking forward to it. Also, before any of you start rumors; NO, I am not becoming “domesticated.” Relax. I still own leather pants. I still thrive under neon. But you know... maybe there’s room for something quieter too. Anyway. That’s the update. Prism S is still here, but Sterling might be stepping forward. Let’s see which one gets the rose in the end.🌹😉