Archive | November, 2009

Millionaire Match — Part II

9 Nov

O.K. my dating profile pic(above)was changed to pouty because the smiley one kept leading to responses from men who wanted housewives to move with them to the O.C.

In an attempt to not act jaded, I continued on my web search to find love for the holidays. This is very urgent because I am being courted by my ex, and I am almost sentimental enough to go back. My ex is an entrepreneur/workaholic whose favorite expression is “It’s panic time. I’m done. This business is killing me!”

I added e-harmony to my list of attempts and found out something very telling. Apparently my target guy is Latin, 4 inches shorter than me (which I really don’t mind, I went out with a guy 5’3″ and I thought it was love until he revealed that when he said he lived with a house full of roommates he meant a sober living home) and lives in a beach town. So when I got the third Hector from El Segundo I had to actually take a peak at his profile. I don’t have the usual red flags that most women have, mine mostly have to do with:

1) a man who likes the outdoors and extreme sports (see earlier blog re: my skin)
2) a man who says something annoying like “my dream girl is just as comfortable wearing a designer dress and stilettoes in an elegant restaurant as she is in jeans and a t-shirt hanging at a pub or hiking.” That statement is not only a cliché but has way too much range. How about something I can achieve like “a girl as comfortable with Prada as she is with Steve Madden?”
3) a man who says he doesn’t like drama. Come on I’m an actress, I live for drama.

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