Babbyjacks sits down in her little online cam room like she owns the damn place, and honestly, she might as well. This chick is from California, and you can tell she’s got that laid-back west coast smugness going on without even trying. The room subject usually doesn’t even try to sell anything fancy—she’s one of those who doesn’t need to pile glitter or corny slogans onto her show because you’re already staring at her and ignoring your life responsibilities.
She doesn’t bother with tags either, which somehow just makes sense. Tags are for people who need to scream, “Hey look at me, I do anal, I do squats, I cosplay!” But babbyjacks doesn’t drop a single one, which is the online version of flipping you off while smirking. No tags, no gimmicks, yet she’s still pulling an audience because everyone likes the raw shit. You get in there, and you know exactly what you’re signing up for: her doing whatever the hell she decides to do and you sitting there like a desperate creep pressing your refresh button.