Sexy Shoe Diaries - Part 1

I'm very excited as this is the first week for me to feature Shoe Friday on my blog and not just on Facebook and Twitter. This is the new venue everyone. Why shoes on a dating website? Well, shoes are a very important part of the wardrobe...especially my wardrobe, as I'm the real life Carrie Bradshaw. 

I have had these metallic gold Louboutin cork wedges for about six years and they have never let me down—that would be a solid 5 inch drop! Why are they still looking so amazing? Thanks to Arturo's Shoe Fix in Beverly Hills, I keep all my shoes looking brand new. They can even put new red soles on the bottom.  

I always say, "If The Shoe Fits..." buy it!

3 Tips To Safe Online Dating For Women

Robyn Gardner and her boyfriendAbout a month ago, I was working out in a hotel gym. I love hotel gyms! With no audio book on my iPod and my iPad battery drained to 3%, I was left with only the TV to keep me entertained while striving for my goal of an hour on the elliptical. Sweating off the 350 calories that would allow me to justify two glasses of wine at dinner, I watched Headline News columnist Nancy Grace report on the disappearance of a beautiful blond woman in Aruba on August 2nd. The beautiful 35-year old, surgically-enhanced, unemployed blond who was missing had been accompanying, Gary Giordano, a man she hardly knew—a man who was not her boyfriend. Now, she was presumably dead.

Evidently, she knew that Gary Giordano had a history violence towards women, and yet she still agreed to go away with him. I ask myself "what the fuck was she thinking!" and, what kind of boyfriend lets his girlfriend go on vacation with another man? To a romantic, remote tropical island, no less! The whole thing sounds awfully suspicious and makes me wonder if she met her boyfriend and this Gary character on one of the many online dating sites geared towards arrangements. Robyn had recently lost her job. In this economy, one could assume she was a little desperate. Sugar daddies, friends with benefits, arrangements—whatever you want to call it—it’s dangerous! If Robyn Gardner does turn up, which by this point is highly unlikely, I hope she realizes how stupid she was being.

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Is The Grass Greener Or Do I Need Lasik Surgery?

One of my favorite movies is Runaway Bride, a romantic comedy in which Julia Roberts plays a small-town girl who bolts before saying “I do”.  Plenty of brides have cold feet.  According to an article in Marie-Claire which I mention in my blog “why I’m not married”, an astonishing 30-percent of now divorced women knew they were marrying the wrong man as they walked down the aisle. With that in mind, I can’t help wondering if its human nature to have doubts about the one we’re with. Is there something innate which drives so many men (and women) to have infidelities? Are they testing the waters, merely seeking a way to confirm whether they have chosen correctly, or are they simply bored?

In my blog Single O.B.O., I talk about how Angelinos are reluctant to commit to a party or dinner date, because they are waiting for the better offer. The same can be said for relationships—at least in Los Angeles. What is it about people that we always thinking there is something better on the other side of the fence? We’re not necessarily unhappy in our relationship, but we always feel we can be happier. I guess that’s why it’s called the pursuit of happiness.

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Posting Your Relationship Status On Facebook Is Stupid

We've all seen it. One week your friends are "in a relationship" the next week "its complicated" and after that its just plain awkard for anyone to read their walls, cause they're both spewing venomous remarks at each other. If I haven't convinced you yet that it's a bad idea, then watch my video: 

After you watch my video, tell me your thoughts. Do you agree? What would you add as relationship status options on Facebook?

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A House Is Not A Home

I was never so happy as the day I purchased my first house. It was three years ago, just as the market started to turn. People were losing their homes, and by some small miracle, I bought mine. It’s a tiny place with barely enough closet space for all my shoes. There was nothing in dire need of improvement—It wouldn’t fall down if the termites stopped holding hands while one of them sneezed—but I still changed a few things to make it my own. In the words of Luther Vandross, “a house is not a home.“ I had to make it a home. Now I have the nicest, tiniest house on the block.

I am so happy and so proud of my home, and even more proud of myself for somehow being able to convince a bank to lend me the money while the rest of the world was defaulting on their loans. I have re-financed twice since then, and now I can almost afford the payments—I can always sell the shoe collection! 

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If You’re Happy And You Know It…

Clap your hands! If you’re happy and you know it clap your hands! If you’re happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it, if you’re happy and you know it clap your hands!!!

It’s National Unmarried and Single Americans week, everyone. Can you believe it? I wonder if Hallmark has a card for this. National Unmarried and Singles Week is celebrated the third full week in September, which this year is September 19^th to 25^th, 2011. In all my years of being unmarried and single (a double-whammy), I have never heard of this before until my publicist brought it to my attention last week. So, I thought I’d Google it to learn more about it. After all, I am supposedly an expert on being single. I should know these things. The top listing on Google is for a website called National Singles Week which is defunct. Doesn’t seem promising, now, does it! Upon further investigation, I learned that there are an estimated 82 million single and unmarried adults in the United States. Out of roughly 312,215,000 Americans, that’s a whopping 26%. Sure, we’re still technically a minority group, yet nothing to be sneezed at. 

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