Right now you see the Rosie who creates products, experiences and movements that empower women. But I wasn’t born with a crystal dildo in one hand and a viral hashtag in the other (I did of course start it naked and awake, more on that later). I was born and raised in a small, rural town called Dalby in Australia. 

Raised in a strict catholic household, my childhood was shaped by events that had people praising me for being “so grown up” - you know, the type of admiration that comes from recognising that a child is acting like an adult. I spent my teens repeating the learned behaviour of abandoning myself to save others. Right up until the year of my 19th birthday, where post break up I waltzed into the sex toy shop to get my first vibrator. The first glorious, buzzing step on the path to reclaiming my pleasure and body. 

While there was some lingering devastation that someone else had popped my cherry, the vibe and I became fast friends. Sparking many conversations with my clit about the lost memories between the two of us, including when we first met. I reminisced and held myself through the time that I tried to introduce myself at age 12, but the shame of god quickly wrapped its catholic coated fingers around my body at the thought of someone catching me. But there was nobody around to catch me now. 

Amid mass-masturbation sessions, I somehow found time to get my hands on a Business Management Degree, majoring in Marketing and Journalism in 2009. When the GFC hit, I took it to the chest; unable to find a job I did what I do best: I got creative. Before I knew it, I had a one-way ticket in my hands and I was off to live in London and backpack Europe.

I worked in a fancy restaurant and rubbed shoulders with the rich and famous, but not without picking up a habit or two. This was peak Party Rosie, except I was in a well-frequented club called “Beat yourself up”, and the DJ was playing a song called “This just AIN'T it Rosie''. 

Subtle, but I got it. I was soon on my way to Sydney determined to remix my life; it was time to live out the corporate fantasy.

It wasn’t long before I was ending a toxic relationship with my boss and attending Tony Robbin's “Unleash the Power Within” and goodness, did I unleash. 

While I was crying on the floor of rock bottom, a friend asked me “Rosie, if you could be anything in your life and not have any fear - what would you be?” My mouth moved before I could think - “ I want to be a sex therapist!” 

Since that moment, my whole life has changed gears and I found a purpose to work towards. 

Never one to do things in halves, I reached out to all of the greats - Nikki Goldstein (now a stockist for my toys and blankets), Jacqueline Hellyer (I’ve taught Yoga at her couples retreats), and Dr Rosie King (the FIRST subscriber to my blog) - Australia's leading sex therapists at the time, finding out how I could unleash myself into the dream. They ALL replied! And with their guidance, I qualified as a Relationship coach, and my passion for helping women get out of abusive, controlling relationships had a place to thrive. 

Feeling like a wealth of knowledge, I started my blog. A mix of self-therapy and contagious enthusiasm for the single life was the recipe for success, it gained traction! Ever the open lover I had hot yoga waiting for me on the side, and was quickly engulfed by my love affair for hot movement. I quit my job and went to India and Bali to study Kundalini Yoga. It was on my Eat, Pray, Love journey that I had my first experience with a Jade Egg - and it changed my life. 

This new found enthusiasm for crystal sensations put a hold on the online store that was about to launch a range of vibrators. I ditched my vibrator and slowed right down. 

Finally, at the pleasure party, my intuition hadn’t just guided me to slow down, it had guided me to unravel completely. Squirting, internal orgasms, full body orgasms, energetic orgasms - it was all unlocked. Like the universe was permanently telling me I had passed go and here was my $200. With an awakened pussy and a new, throbbing lease on life I decided to chase the dream further - all the way to Perth in my little red Barina with everything I owned. 

Setting foot in a beach shack I shared with a Tantric Nudist, I returned to how I entered the world - raw and naked. I stripped down and stripped away, all that was left was me, and I brought it all to the mat. Where my guides told me that this medicine would change the world. I knew I would be ridiculed but I did it anyway, embodying my motto 

Now, our family has expanded to include Harry the Spoodle. The team has expanded to 12, and Yoni Pleasure Palace has a whole warehouse to itself where people love to come in and have a luxurious shopping experience. 

A business that started in a Fremantle loft, and grew up in my mother's spare room has bloomed into a multiple 7 figure business. 

Squirt Blankets went viral in 2021 with articles in VICE, Rolling Stone, Urban List, Pop Sugar, Daily Mail, Pedestrian TV. 

I currently own and operate five different businesses. I launched the Squirt School and the Golden Yoni Membership. My Midas Touch knows no bounds and I continue to create viral sensations and trends such as #stopsuckingitin and #sensualeating. 

If you have gotten this far, thank you so much for coming down memory lane with me. I am so passionate about people believing in themselves and birthing their own dreams in reality, and I know if you have gotten this far and drawn parallels from my humble beginnings and yours, I would love you to join our (free!) community groups to be surrounded by other like minded women so that we can cheer you on in your journey.