Mood: Burned Out
Weather: Sunny Gorgeous Day
Outfit Purpose: Out & About
Style Savvy: Look #4 on How to Wear a Skater Skirt 5 Different Ways. Today I simplified my outfit and kept with black and white color blocking. Pairing a top that has feminine details to my urban street leather skirt by SINGLE. Look #1 HERE, #2 HERE, #3 HERE.
Personal Style: Fashion Blogger Street Style
What’s Going On: In 12 Days I’ve gone through online dating hell! I was hesitant to do it but heard some recent success stories like engagements and marriage so I thought, “Why not?” Come to find out, you really have to weed through a bunch of bozos to even find someone that “seems” decent enough to email back and forth then take it to a phone call. Five lucky men made it to the meet-in-person date. After last night’s event, I’m dishing. Here’s an actual EXCERPT out of my book I’m writing How Fashion Saved My Life: 365 Days Shop My Closet Challenge. Don’t worry there’s fashion stuff in the book too.
Chapter 7: Match Game Strike Out
Bachelor #1: 5’5″ Motorcycle Banker who’s profile states he is 5’10”. He was nice, a little rugged looking but are you f-ing kidding me on the height?? I’m not that tall even with heels on I might top 5’9″. Not to mention he was a complete snooze fest and home body and texting 3 times after our date, like the same day. His last text, “Are you ok?” Me, “Yes and thanks for meeting but didn’t feel a connection.”
Bachelor #2: Divorced Fireman Dad of 3. He was witty in his email and fun on the phone. We planned to meet on a Tuesday night. He said he would let me know time/location. That never came so on Tuesday I texted him, “Are we still on tonight?” He responded, “So sorry Maria but I’m afraid I have to cancel. My apologies.” I replied, “No problem thanks for letting me know.” What a douche. If I didn’t text him, I would’ve been stood up.
Bachelor #3: Touchy Feely Tennis Freak. Yes, he showed up with a bouquet of hot pink Gerbera Daisies but that doesn’t excuse his ultra-yellow stained teeth, lame tennis outfit, trying to rub my leg, rub my arm, hold my hand the better portion of our coffee talk. The topper, while walking me to the valet he intertwined his fingers with mine to hold my hand. I never gave him any signals that I wanted him to touch me period or hold my hand. Eewww! Then he didn’t tip the valet guy when it was complimentary while I made it apparent that I was getting cash out of my purse to tip the valet. He stood there and watched me take care of the transaction. Rude! Then he shouted while I was half way in my car, “Can I call you for another date?” I motioned but it wasn’t a yes or no. Just trying to get out of there as fast as possible. Of course he was self-parked, cheap. He double whammied me with both an email and voicemail after our date, trying to convince me of more great attributes, blah, blah, blah. I didn’t bother to listen to his message or really read his entire email. He got the “Sorry but there’s no chemistry, thanks.”
Bachelor #4: Sweet Talker Big Houses World Traveler Entrepreneur. This guy is a pro-online dater manipulator. He lays it on heavy and uses all his wealth, intelligence, worldly travels, charm and whatever he can read off of you to entice you to want to date him again. He’s good at communicating. Texting the next day funny, witty, cute, charming, says things every woman would love to hear. Locks in a second date for the following week. In the meantime, continues to dazzle with his charm, wealth, how he wants to fly me to Paris to shop for the weekend by texting me everyday until the next date. He’s uber slick. The day after our second date he texted, “How’s your day going so far miss sexy.” Me, “Good and yours?” Him, “All good today.” Then poof! Nothing. Out of character for him. I text him in the evening, “Love how you make me laugh, hope you had a good evening.” NOW here’s the kicker… he thinks I’m someone else because he replies with, “Your words are very kind. If you ever allow me to meet you, I think you would look into my eyes and see in the depth of my soul all I would ever want is to serve and please you.”
Me, “But we have met! Twice.”
Him, “What are you talking about? I wouldn’t forget that. Where? When?”
Me, “Last night, last week”
Him, “LOL”
Me, “Maybe I’m texting the wrong [his name here]”
Him, “Must be, LOL”
Me, “Only know 1 [his name here] with a dog that liked licking my leg, so must be you”
He hasn’t responded or texted at all which I expected.
Bachelor #5: 50-year old Wanna Be Rock Star Gift Card Guy. We met for coffee. He was tall, dressed hip, attractive but he just gabbed about himself the WHOLE entire time. He asked me one question about what I do then proceeded to talk about himself some more. Name dropping musicians, blah, blah, blah. He texted me after our date, “That was fun.” Then today texted me, “I forgot, I had a Gift Card to [restaurant name here] that I intended to use last night on our date. We’ll have to try again.” Me, “Thanks very sweet but I didn’t feel a connection. It was great to meet you.” YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! Why would you mention a f-ing GIFT CARD?? Seriously? These men need massive dating help. Well except for Bachelor #4, he was smooth but still F–d up who he was texting. Better make notes next time.
To think I wasted FIVE stylish Shop My Closet outfits on these dates. I’ve given this online dating an effort and although it’s good book writing material, not so good on my outlook of single men in San Diego. It appears a good amount of creepy weirdos migrate down to SD and in all age groups. Even some of the guys who are born and raised in SD are a bit off. Must be something in the air or water that only affects the male species. Needless to say, I’m taking a break from dating. DON’T WORRY I’m not on the “I hate men” train or the “jaded from dating” caboose. I’m just burned out. I didn’t even find romance on the reality show The Romance that I’m still filming and these guys are from San Diego. Go figure!
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