Loosing my dating inhabitions in 2010- part 1

My first two dates of 2010 have now come and gone. When they where first pencilled in, I was happy, actually I was ecstatic that I was finally able to say to my friends (and my sister) that one of them could at last be the one, he could be Mister Right-Now, but alas no I had counted my chicks before they could hatch.

Lets begin with date number 1. It all started last week Thursday. I had pencilled in a coffee date with a cutie that had the look of Lenny Kravitz. I was super happy and couldn’t wait to get my hands on the dream boat who I shall refer to as Scrumptious Lenny


When D-day arrived I wore all black, channelling an avant garde look. Adorning my highest heels I turned up at our meeting place- Costas Coffee house on Bakers street. I decided to arrive early. We were supposed to meet at 2pm; I was there at 1.50pm. I was nervous and jittery. I bought my hazelnut latte and found a great spot to sit- a leather sofa for comfort and a gorgeous coffee table to hide my big bag that I had lugged along.

As I waited I called a good friend of mine for emotional support. As we gossiped and giggled on the phone I did not notice that the minutes where ticking by and soon enough it was 2.15pm- where was he? I started to panic, have I been stood up? I have never been stood up. It felt awful. I told my friend and she said that maybe he came, saw me and left. I felt like my heart had been torn. Surely Scrumptious Lenny would not do such a thing. Feeling distressed I ended the call with my friend and continued to sip my latte.

As the minutes ticked by my watch soon enough struck 2.30pm and I knew then that I had been a fool. I was well and truly stood up. With a heavy heart i grabbed my coffee and oversized bag and left Costa. With every step I took, as I walked to the bus stop, the angrier I felt, so I decided to write him a quick text message letting him know that being a no show was just mean.
By the time I reached home I still had not heard from him. I couldn’t stop repeating the words “I can’t believe I have been stood up” to myself continuously. Two hours past and I decided to go carpet shopping- I am refurnishing my petite maison.

In the carpet shop I was enjoying selecting colours when my mobile rang. The world stopped as I saw his name flash across the screen- it Scrumptious Lenny.

Before I could say “hello” I was assaulted by a million apologies. He told me left his mobile at home and decided not to go back for it as he was already running late so by the time he arrived at Costa it was after 2.30pm and I had already left. He therefore had to come back home for his phone so he could call me.

It sounded like a reasonable excuse; Lord knows I have left my phone at home a million times. So I happily accepted his apology and we spoke for a while and for me my world was suddenly right again- sigh!!!

Once I returned home I thought to myself should I give Scrumptious Lenny another chance? Maybe, I mean how many scrumptious Lenny types are there left in London- like maybe one. So I ask you, what do you think?

LSGS

OMG is it 2010 already? So why am I still single???

Happy New Year!!! It is now 2010, it has been nearly a month since my last diary entry, I am still single, I am 4 months from turning 31 and as for my weight- well never you mind.

So what have I done to improve my life since the 1st day of 2010? Well on the subject of weight, I bought a Jasmine Di Milo gown worth a ridiculous amount of money in a size smaller than what I am so as to finally encourage me to lose weight. Will that work? I really hope so because I have hung the floor length gorgeous Oscar worthy dress in my apartment where I see it constantly- I hope this will encouraging me to hit the gym at some point- mmmmmm.

Other madness that has taken place is that I have decided to get a tattoo as soon as I figure out what I want. I have also decided to travel the world in 2011- Cuba, Brazil and Japan are high on my list.

Lastly, I have been mulling over my sexy/ugly crushes of late. I have realised I can fancy the pants off a sexy/ugly guy as long as he is safely tucked away in my flat screen TV. Because in reality a sexy/ugly guy could never crack my “I am not interested” exterior, no matter how big his axe is.

I guess it is because I take comfort in that I will never actually meet ugly/sexy man on TV and therefore I will not curse my future children with his ugly side although might be sexy to me, I am sure that his ugly manly features would not look so cute on my future baby daughter, nor baby son come to think of it!

Any who, here’s a peak into my sexy ugly file, these are some of the men who have tooted my horn- beer goggles or not they are just hot so dont laugh, be kind:

I dont know why i fancy him, i just do- unexplainable.

Hairy like a monkeys back but his badness as Sylar in Heroes is just sexy to me- i do like a bit of bad.

He is just super sexy in Memoirs of a Geisha and The Last Samarai- very noble and cute.

Its his voice- trust me. Ignore the looks and hear the voice. You can listen to it if you watch Cold Case- its raspy and quite sexy.

It's Uncle Phil i know, and he is another one i cant explain it.

Well he is Bond, enough said!

Happy new Year again, and lets make 2010 the year that The Last Single Girl Standing gets to meet her Mr Darcy.

Love,

LSGS