Throwing Out The List

This weekend, while enjoying the snow by staying inside at fun bars, the topic of boys came up. When my Gay Boyfriend and I were discussing boys, he said that he is done looking for the most beautiful guy, he is going to focus more on personality. He said that he was thinking of all of the really great guys that he had turned down in the past just because he thought that someone better would come along. Now he is wishing that he could date those same guys.

We all have a "list" of things that we are looking for in another person. Some people actually write them out, others just keep them stored away in their heads to refer to at a later date. My Gay Boyfriend was explaining how there are certain things on the list that you need and others that you want but those things that you think you need might really not be that important in the long run. Say, for example, on your list is Tall, Dark, and Handsome. These probably aren't as important as Sane, Funny, and Not A Creep. He is making the case to throw away our lists and really just focus on if you like a person for being themselves. If you do, great, date them. If you don't, you should probably still try to go on one date with them to get to know them a little better. Expand your horizons!

At brunch today, they were talking about trying to set me up with this guy that they knew. They ran down the list of Tall, Italian, and Handsome. I instantly thought, oohhhh perfect. When can they set me up? Then, I asked, "What is his personality like?" They told me that he was Charming, Fun, and Smart. They were telling me a few traits of his that I wasn't sure if he would be a match for me when I thought to myself about "throwing out my list." Up until this point I didn't think I really had a list but it is now apparent that I do. I have decided to try to tear my list up into little pieces (in my head, since I do not have it written down) and just get to know a person before I figure out if they work for me. I say "try" to tear it up since I know that I will not want to date the Crazy and Creepy guys but bring on the Tall, Italian, and Handsome!

Happy Snow Storm

I got my wish. I was complaining earlier in the week that I was so bored at jury duty. As soon as I was finished with jury duty, I was instantly too busy to think, or write my blog. My deepest apologies :) Here is what I have been up to...

On Friday, we had a huge snowstorm. Fortunately, work was cancelled. Unfortunately, I had to head into the office anyway because, as I said above, we were too busy not to come in. Thankfully I got a ton of work done and even ended a little early. A group of people from work decided to celebrate the snow and the end of the week by going to Black Bear Lodge. This bar is the cutest place to go during a snowstorm - there are even snowshoes on the walls just in case you would really get snowed in. After drinking one too many beers to "just warm up" we randomly headed to the Soho Grand. This super fancy place had no idea what to do with us when we showed up in jeans and snow boots. What were we thinking? Well, we weren't! After about a half an hour, we ended up going to the Ainsworth which is another bar with a cabin-like feel. Actually they just have video of fireplaces going but it's pretty close. When I crawled into my bed around 4 am I couldn't have been happier to stop celebrating the snow.

Saturday night, after trying to recover most of the day, I joined a few friends at a small bar on the lower east side. The Boiler Room included Sexy Photo Hunt and Buck Hunter Safari which makes it my kind of place. The only thing that wasn't so great about the place was that it was filled with a bunch of really really drunk people. They were falling all over the floors, knocking over drinks, and being just plain belligerent. They must have had terrible headaches this morning.

This afternoon, despite being overly tired, I met some friends for brunch at The Spotted Pig. The food was absolutely fantastic. I couldn't have had a better breakfast. I ordered scrambled eggs with homemade sausage and biscuits. OMG amazing. Also, the shoestring french fries with rosemary were to die for also. The food was so great that we all got into a debate over whether you would rather eat the most amazing meals for the rest of your life and have no sex or if you would rather eat bread and water and have amazing sex? Which would you choose? I will leave it up to you to figure out what my choice was.

My entire weekend was spent celebrating the snow and enjoying cozy bars. Apparently the only way to get warm and cozy in this city is by drinking in a warm and cozy bar. Even though I had the best time this weekend, I am still dreaming of the summer which includes trying to stay cool in breezy city bars and being at the beach.

Jury Duty Boredom - Part Deux

This is my second day of jury duty. I haven't been called for anything but I am just sitting here, waiting. They should use jury duty as a punishment for people. Just make a whole bunch of strangers sit in a room and stare at the wall, waiting. Again, there aren't any cut cops, lawyers, or people today. There was one cute security guard when I walked in this morning but that could have just been because I was half asleep. I apologize for not being able to report something more interesting.

Can people really die from boredom?!

Jury Duty Boredom

I am sitting here at jury duty bored out of my mind. When I first got here this morning, I was hoping that there would be a cute fellow juror or something - no such luck here. I haven't even been called yet so I also haven't seen any cute lawyers yet either. I wish I could just be asleep like the girl sitting next to me. That would make the process go faster.

Update: Really cute guy just walked in but his jeans are pretty tight. He is most likely not playing for my team.

Gum On My Booties

Last night, while dancing my ass off at Bar XII, I noticed that I was sticking to the floor. When I looked at the bottom of my shoe, I noticed that there was a big wad of Winterfresh on my brand new booties...

I was so upset, especially since they are new and the gum was hindering me from dancing to the amazing music (whoever that DJ was last night, he was amazing). Thankfully, the guy that I was dancing with saw that I was upset and offered to pick the gum off of my shoe. What guy does that? Obviously I told him that he didn't have to, but he insisted. I have to say that this guy just jumped up a few places in line because what other guy would ever offer to pick off a piece of chewed gum from the sole of a shoe that has been dancing on a New York City bar room floor? A note to everyone out there, please do not throw your gum on the ground....It's annoying and hard to get off of shoes, unless you have someone else to remove it for you :)

Thankfully, I didn't have any more gum issues the rest of the night and I was able to dance until 3 am. My feet aren't very happy about it but I sure am!

Spring Fever

I have been walking around the city all day. It was 40 degrees out and by the way that people were acting you would have thought it was 70 and sunny. I get so excited when the weather starts to change (even though it is supposed to snow at the end of this week). When the temp increases, my urge to go shopping also increases with it. All I want to do, even in 40 degree weather, is buy cute sundresses and new sandals for the spring.

Even though I want to buy the fun new wardrobe, I still wouldn't wear it until it hits at least 60. However, some people in the city today were walking without winter coats! I know that it is definitely warmer from the 10 degree chill that we were experiencing for awhile, but its still freaking cold outside. Even though I have Spring fever and cannot wait until it gets here, I will still be wearing my winter coat well into the next month or two. Just wait New York - we will have Spring!

To celebrate tonight and in anticipation maybe I will order a corona and pretend that I am sitting outside at brunch.

The Valentine's Spell Is Over

A wise friend once told me that all boys will come back, no matter what. That thought has been stuck in my head over the past few days since I texted "Mr. I Don't Text Back." According to his new name, he hasn't texted back but I wonder when he will feel the need to come back, because I now believe that whole heartedly.

A guy that I had dated almost 2 years ago has come back, again. Lets call him Mr. Texas. So, Mr. Texas and I dated for over 6 months, and then over the holiday break he just disappeared. He didn't return my calls or texts and that was it until about another year later when he randomly sent me a text message like nothing had happened. A few messages went back and forth until he disappeared again. Nothing, not a word for another few months. Just last month, he messaged me again out of the blue. Today he did it again. This confirms my Valentine's Day theory that guys disappear from December until after February 14th in order to avoid all of the major holidays where you have to be sappy. (Valentine's Day also makes us ladies crazy and if you don't think so just read my previous post where I obviously lost it. It can happen to the best of us even if we think it has little affect on us).

Mr. Texas and I have a plan to meet up sometime this weekend. You might be asking, why would you go? I am asking myself the same question. I have the angel/devil thing on my shoulders. The devil is saying set a place and time and then just don't show up. The angel is telling me that wouldn't be a very nice thing to do. I am going to listen to what my head is telling me to do - and that is to go because I am just so damn curious as to what happened and as to why he is calling now.

Mixed Messages

So today I did the unthinkable, and probably something not so smart. I got fed up with a boy who is giving me the run around and mixed signals (at least they are mixed to me). This boy, whom I met over the Summer, is quite cute, funny, and I can stand to be around him for longer than an hour at a time. This boy and I have gone on a few dates and I thought that we had a great connection. I really started to like him when I realized that he wasn't like all of the other guys that call me every week to hang out. Needless to say, I became the girl that text messaged him every other week to hang out. He has been busy or out of town every time that I have contacted him.

They all seem to be legitimate excuses and he says "Ohh sorry, I wish I could but.." So this leads me to believe, yes, he does want to see me but he is just busy, traveling, etc. I have messaged him 2 times total since the Christmas holiday and I decided that I cannot be turned down again for another trip or work excuse. I know that if a guy really wants to hang out with you he will make it happen, but he hasn't. Is it because he has genuinely been busy or does he just want to take the nice way out and say that he is. I became irrational today about these seemingly mixed messages and decided to take things into my own hands. I am an idiot.

I sent him a message that reads "So I don't want to be that chick that constantly asks you to hang out but I honestly would like to see you again..." I sent this message 8 minutes ago and I'm going a little insane. I will probably be freaking out until he messages me back. If he doesn't message me back, well then, I won't have any more mixed messages to read into now will I?

Ruining Their Dudeness

As I headed home late last night on the train, after a lovely Valentine's Day with my girlfriends, I noticed a guy who stared down at his feet the entire time we were waiting for the train. What was he looking at, I thought? Just then, I noticed not what was on the ground, but what was floating in the air above his head. It was a huge heart-shaped shiny balloon that read I Love You in big pink letters. It was pretty late so I assumed that he had gotten it from his Valentine, not that he was going to give it to her. No wonder he was staring at the ground, it was in shame and embarrassment.

Why do we do this to guys? There is no way that he wanted to carry an obnoxious heart balloon all of the way home. This also happens when we dress them up in clothes that they don't want to be seen in, or make them run to the store to buy tampons for us. We are slowly killing what we love the most about them - their masculinity, their dudeness. Stop doing it girls - there are enough gay men out there to do that to, and they enjoy that sort of thing. If you don't stop, you will soon be complaining when he only wants to wear the pink shirts that you bought him and he likes the face cream that you asked him to try.

Red Red Lipstick

Today, in lieu of Valentine's Day approaching quickly, I decided that I needed to do something to celebrate for myself. Since I don't have a boyfriend to take me to dinner, I took myself shopping. Are you surprised? I needed makeup so I went to Sephora. As I was looking for a simple face powder, I passed by a set of lipsticks that caught my eye. Just as I started to walk away, a sales associate asked me if I needed help finding anything. I said "I have been meaning to try a red lipstick, I think." She replied "Ohh perfect, but you need to be more confident about it than that if you really want to wear a red lipstick." I smiled and asked her to pick one for me.

Two minutes later I am standing, staring at myself in the light bulb framed mirror, however it didn't look like the old me. I looked daring, sexy, and kind of like a bombshell for a slow Saturday afternoon. I asked "So, what do I need to wear this? A lip liner or something?" The saleswoman responded pointedly and said "Balls, honey. You need balls but you look amazing." I said "Sold!"

Happy Valentines Weekend ;)

Fashion Week Kickoff

This morning I went to the BCBG Fashion Show at Bryant Park. I was so happy to be back in the tents checking out the amazing clothes despite the crappy weather that we have been having. I have to say that I give kudos to the ladies who tried to walk to the tents in super high stilettos. I didn't see anyone fall but I saw quite a few women teeter and totter their way on the ice in 3" plus shoes. I travelled in studded boots for safety.

After a long day at work, I continued the start of Fashion week by attending an event at Saks Fifth Avenue. I got to meet wonderful people including Glenda Bailey, the editor of Harper's Bazaar, the CEO of Calvin Klein, and I even caught a glimpse of Brooke Shields. The only thing that was unfortunate about the event was the early morning news that Alexander McQueen is no longer with us. What unfortunate news and what a loss for the fashion world.

In summary, it is a bittersweet beginning to fashion week here in New York. Yay to the parties, shows, and glamour. Nay to the sadness that was the morning news.

A Jarring Discovery

For the past week I have been trying to open a jar of pickles. Every day, sometimes even twice a day, I would try with all of my might to untwist the cap that wouldn't budge. It became more about the challenge of opening the glass jar then about eating what was inside. Today, the 7th day of trying, I decided that maybe I really might need a guy around to help me with this sort of thing. As I thought about how easy it was for guys with large muscles to simply twist the cap and have it pop off quickly, I dreamed of having one there at that moment to open my pickle jar. At that very moment, when I discovered that I might actually NEED a man, the cap came off of the pickle jar. Thankfully it opened just in time before I actually started to really believe it ;)

Unsettling To Settle

I recently read this article that my friend sent to me. It is entitled "Why it's OK to settle for Mr. Good Enough." Even the title of this article threw me off. Settle? Mr. Good Enough? What? Has this writer gone mad? The answer to that question is Yes and No.

Lori Gottlieb, the writer of the boggling article, said that instead of waiting around for a perfect guy, snatch up the one that is hanging around whom you might not even like. First of all, no person is perfect, this we all know, but eventually no matter if you thought he was perfect from the beginning or not you will still most likely be annoyed by your husband anyway. Why not just pick one that is around instead of really ending up alone. Another reason? You will barely see the guy anyways. Make sure to be busy and have a job or have a baby and stay out of each other's way. If you don't act now you will end up 45 and single without children. Warning to all of you single ladies out there - this is meant to scare you into a relationship with the guy standing next to you. Is he not cute? Don't worry, they all grow old and ugly anyways right?

Personally, I'm not going to settle no matter how much this article scares me into thinking that I will be a lonely old cat lady. However, I might be thinking differently when I'm 30.

The Guy Or The Job?

Tonight, as I watched The Bachelor, I saw a girl be faced with a seemingly tough decision. Should she stay on the show and stay in the running to be Jake's "catch" or should she go back to the real world and return to her job that she was about to lose. For some, this may be a quick choice. For the girl that would decide to stay with the guy, what if he ended up not choosing her in the end? Then, you are heartbroken and you don't have a job. For the girl who chose to stick with what pays the bills, what if that was your last chance to find a guy and you end up alone for the rest of your life?

What would you do if you were faced with the decision of the guy or the job? Both can be rewarding at times, and they can both be a big pain in the ass too. What if you left one behind and decided to change your mind (which it seems like the girl does in next week's episode) and then you can't take back your decision?

There are a lot of "What If's" to think about when faced with a tough decision. Here are a few other things that you should also keep in mind when deciding...

1) If he is dating other girls, stick with the job

2) If you hate your job, stick with the guy

3) If you decide, make sure that you agree with your own decision before you get in the limo

4) Compromise - tell your boss that you will plug the company for free if you can spend more time on vacation

5) Avoid having to make any decisions by not going on a show that makes you leave your job to compete with multiple women for one guy

6) If you decide to leave him for the job, make sure not to look like a crazy lady so that when you call him back to say that you made a bad decision he will actually want to take you back.

Sorry For Not Posting

Dear Person Reading This Post,

I am sorry. I apologize for not writing my blog for the past few days. What have I been up to? Well, honestly, I have been having fun. I have been having a lot of fun. I have been eating at fabulous restaurants - Bianca and Macondo to name a few, drinking amazing drinks - White Sangria and great wine, and I have been roaming around the city shopping for vintage and searching for new shoes (They are so cute!) I know, I know...I can blog on my iPhone...but I didn't. Last week before all of this fun was happening, I wasn't having any fun at all. I was sick and sick of being sick. I am feeling much better now (even though I lost my voice last night from yelling at the bar) and I couldn't wait to make the best of it. So again, I apologize for not posting the past few days, but I am happy to be having fun again.

Look out for more fun posts this week. It is the start of Fashion Week again :)

xoxo Lulu

Sick And Tired

Today I stayed home sick from work. I hate staying home sick. It is one thing when you play hookie (come on, everyone does it at one point in their life) but it is another when you are really sick and have to stay home in bed. You might wonder why I am writing my blog if I am sick...well, I can't guarantee that this post will make any sense. I am hopped up on Sudafed and full of tea.

When you are sick, there are a few things that I usually want and I miss them immediately. The first would be my mother. Yes, I know, I miss her when I am not sick, but when I am I really miss her. I also miss soup. Unfortunately I didn't have any soup in my apartment and really needed it. I could have ordered some from a takeout place but I chose to sleep instead. Another food item that I miss is ice cream. The freezing cold on a sore throat is priceless. For the future, I will be stocking up on soup and ice cream for emergencies! The other thing that is always a pain when you are sick is missing out on all of the fun things that go on while you are out of commission. I usually have something going on that I have to miss out on whether it is going out with friends or just grabbing a nice dinner out. Lets hope that I am feeling better soon since my mother is coming to visit me this weekend, she is making some soup and we are planning on going to a few great dinners!