Creme Brulee Wins!

Post By:Lady A

And it is only because i flipped a coin.

so i have my first "meet up". i decided to grow a pair and accept a face to face meeting.

we have emailed:we have text and now we shall meet.

but i am sooo cheating, and i feel bad for the poor sap already.

i have asked him to meet me for ONE drink at Lady N's place of employment, where i know CurlyHairCutie and BarBoy.

QUESTION:would it be bad if i have Lady N, CurlyHairCutie & Bar Boy have paddles and pretend its dancing with the stars, they can score him on looks-manners-how many times he makes me laugh/snort? I sorta wish Sir F and Lady M were there too!

moving on.

i am hoping it is a short meeting. he has plans to go to a party (but has already alluded that he would like to spend more time with me-whoa buddy we haven't even met-slow your roll)

i have work-then rushing to drop off a press kit-rush to moms to fix myself-rush to bar to meet him.

this is going to be interesting. and i have this blogger crew as a text message support group

i have never just been out there and "dated" i am too lazy to juggle more than one person. one is too much even at times.

but i guess i should do it: i have to-or else this blog will be dull on my part.

if i were to write a book it would be called this:

"dating with training wheels:the adventures of a recovering prude"
;) its a working title.

what would your book be called?


p.s. i hope he does not fall in "like" with me in the first 5 minutes. this has been a recent trend.

BoyWonder Single!

Post By: Lady A

The Time Out New York Singles Party was this past Monday. 

My mom vetoed my dress, and actually went out and bought me a new one while i was in paperlandia

 (one which not only showed a 'healthy about of decollete but also my back tattoo :)

 paired it with beige fishnets and red round toe pumps i put on my red rouge and headed out.

when i got to the location and saw i had to wait in line,my nerves went b-a-n-a-n-a-s: not a good sign.

walking down into the location was like walking into my worst nightmare. a meat market. did i mention my 'girls were on display? ok it may have not been that bad, but i am getting old and prefer dive bars or coffee shops, or home.

i waited for Lady N to make it in, and made my way over to coat check.  it was a sea of people.instantly i started to hate myself for doing this. i met some kick ass singles who decided to wall flower it with me.

i spent most of my time nursing 'holy waters'- vodka-soda-limes. Chatted with two boys at the end of the bar, chatted with Judah Friedlander, mad cool persona-he was wall flowering it over by the bathrooms. and then i chatted with Sir F. he is another single, and i recognized him as one that Lady M noted seemed cool. 

well in real life Sir F is cool. he had ladies swarming around him. when i got to steal a moment with him, i confessed that i would rather be at home in bed reading my book. he agreed. 

i forced him to stay with me while i drank my last drink(there) and we chatted more, muisca-texas-vida. mad cool-cat.

we left and joined Lady N and Lady B(another single) for more drinks and wings.

trained it home, and like the beautiful disaster that i am i managed to mess my room up in record timing. 

it was not the best experience mainly because it was soo packed and so meat market like.

but meeting Sir F was fabulous.

So with that said: Sir F will be joining us here, and giving us a males perspective. i also hope to pick his brain on what i should and should not be saying to males. i think i tend to say inappropriate things, he may be able to help me with this.

back to painting my toenails. 

Last Night

Post By:Lady M

A couple of my friends and I decided to meet up and head out to a bar in Williamsburg Brooklyn called Barcade.

Some people's idea of a romantic nightspot involves candles, slow jams, and a heart-shaped box of candy. But for girls on the hunt for that elusive small-torsoed, tight-jeaned, floppy-haired species known as the Emoboyis Williamsburgus, there's no better pick-up spot than Barcade.- NYMAG

A bar that has arcade games, awesome microbrews, AND ' Emoboyis Williamsburgus'. Too good to be true right? I was pleasently surprised as the review stayed true to fact and found some hottie bespectacled men playing pacman as soon as I entered the bar. I've found that there's a diffrence between the quality of men that prowl the bar scene in Manhattan as opposed to Brooklynite men. Brooklyn men tend to usually be overly educated, cultured, into art, books, bourban, sarcasm, and shows. Guys who hang in the city can easily be spotted wearing collard shirts and they travel in packs with their, 'bros'. They are what you call 'Metrosexuals'. Now, from my expereince it's best to stay far away from these types are they are not interested in having any sort of inteligent conversation with the lady species. I understand that I'm making a generalization here but any NYC lady will agree with me on the dochefactor of these metrosexuals. My suggestion is to venture out into Brooklyn and catch yourself a hottie, floppy-haired, bespecatcled nerd as I did last night.