Euro-Trip & Bucky

Ok, so right before I met Porter was when the Irish guy, Johnny, (who actually is FROM Ireland and now lives in England) asked me out. I had only been out with Porter a few times by the time Johnny had called to set an actual date, and that night Porter was busy with friends, so I thought it might be fun to meet someone new...

The night started when he and his friend Jimmy, who was also from London came over for a little Ethiopian cuisine I concocted. We ate, drank some beer and some wine and then went to go to the little bar across the street.

It was a week night, we weren't expecting anything rowdy going there at 9pm - you know, just a few beers and whatnot. We ended up playing some pool, drinking Modelos and shots of tequilla... 6 pool games and about that many beers later Jimmy and I went out for a smoke (bad habit I KNOW!) And all of a sudden I realized how smoking hot he was with his Cogny accent and BEAUTIFUL (no joke) teeth... we talked a bit, flirted if you will, haha, and went back in where Johnny started what I like to call "the rub." Anytime you're out with a man and he likes you, he always finds a "friend zone" place to give you a little rub-a-dub, the back, the arm, no where really sexual, just to be safe. Johnny was cute also, I mean, I was really on the "date" with him... but so was Jimmy... what's a girl to do?

So we end up getting ridiculously drunk, stay up way too late, and I invited them back over. We all decided that it would be best if they stayed the night, it was kind of late to call a cab, right?? Time to get some shut eye and I hit the bathroom first, a girl's gotta brush her teeth! I get back and not only is Johnny in my bed, but Jimmy is in my bed as well... Apparantly it was American Girl sandwich night. Now, I know what you're thinking, threesome, right? Well, you're wrong... sort of... From spooning, to touching, to kissing, things were getting kind of crazy, but on the downlow, I wasn't sure if one knew what the other was doing, and in the still of the night, no joke, I just started laughing! It was just too much... These boys were totally into me, and if I was "that" kind of girl it would have been even more amazing, I mean both of them were wearing black Calvin Klein boxer briefs, one blonde, one brunette, it was straight out of the Ron Jeremy realm, and it didn't really help that I picked my sexiest nightie I guess, but when in Rome... or Chicago!

We all ended up falling asleep shortly after, and when I woke up the next morning being cuddled by the two sexiest men in London, all I could think was God Bless America. They both invited me to London (separately) and if things don't work out with Porter, I know where my next vacation will be. Just so you know... I did tell Porter the majority of that happened, I'm not trying to hide anything, I'm not that kind of girl - and you know what? He just laughed too (we had only known each other for less than a week at this point.) I'm not sure if he's Mister Right, but he's one hell of a Mister Right Now!!!

Following up with Buck... Ok, so I'm a bit of a cougar and always like to keep my options open (obviously) but I was seriously disappointed that I hadn't heard from this Young Buck for so long. He had texted me early in the afternoon of the same night I was meeting Porter for the first time and asked if I was interested in a little afternoon delight... AND THEN TWENTY MINUTES LATER HE RAIN CHECKED ME!!! WHO DOES THAT? I was beyond irritated to say the least.

So that night Porter came over for the first time and we had an amazing night and I totally forgot about that fresh outta high school hipster... until 2 days ago, when Buck texted me ALL DAY LONG talking about "teaching him some things" and going on to tell me how much he had been thinking about me, but I wasn't and still am not thinking about him. If he was thinking about me so much, why hadn't he called sooner? I mean he might be sexy and young, but he's as flaky as a croissant.

I might keep him in my back pocket for a rainy day... but I might not, I really want to hold out and see what happens with Porter. I guess only time will tell.

Parlez-vous du fran├žais ?

OMG... that is all. I just moved to a new apartment, and with this apartment I am getting some new roomates (it's a 5 bedroom) my sister Cecilia and her friend Anseletta who she went to medical school with. Now, Anseletta went to school with a boy named Porter... Porter is a bit of a facebook stalker (aren't we all) and saw the new friendship between Anseletta and I and added me as a friend with a message that sounded something like, "you're so beautiful, I have to know you." I was a bit offset by this but thought I would give it a whirl, Anseletta said he was a great guy.

And boy was she right! Since we met, which I think was March 7th or so, we've been basically inseperable... Except for a brief European encounter which I'll explain in a minute. Anyways, Porter is an exceptionally attractive man, practically irresistible... He works for a financial consulting firm downtown and we share a plethora or similarities, from music to books to cinema... and obviously he's a wee bit French, which is something I love LOVE LOVE! He's actually from Michigan, like me, and moved here a few years ago when he transfered his job to move in with his girlfriend, Anastasia.

This is where things get tricky... he had told me about her, how she was a model... had red hair... and whatever, it wasn't important to me. That is until last night when we were leaving the Bulls game and were walking out to go home and he said, "There she is, that's my ex-girlfriend Ana." We stopped to say hello and I was awestruck, I KNEW HER IN HIGH SCHOOL! And I didn't just know her, I KNEW her, we went to to church together, had all the same friends, and so much more. We saw each other and neither of us said anything for a few seconds (as if it wasn't akward enough) she said, "You look so familiar, don't I know you from somewhere?" And we talked for a moment and left. It was almost like an out of body expirience; I couldn't believe it. She's beautiful and thin and well, stunning, and I, well I'm me.

At first it made me feel a little low, but then I got to thinking about the way that I date, and realized most people do the same... which is something I like to call upgrading, haha! So now I feel even better about myself, isn't that crazy? Plus... I'm not a bitch, which she is. She sort of was to me back in the day, but I think it's because her career was just beginning launch, and Porter definitely agreed, she had a bit of the Naomi Campbell complex, well, with less work obviously.

As of now, we're not "dating"... I'm actually not so sure what we are. He definitely talks about the future, A LOT, so we'll see how things go...


The Young Buck and Co.

I thought the youngin' and I were done. I try not to call boys, therefore, if they don't call me, it's done. I mean, I call when we're dating, but not in the beginning. Anyways, Buck texted me this weekend to let me know that his phone had been acting up and he hadn't been able to get a hold of me. I was shocked... and out of town. I was a bit bummed that I couldn't see him, but actually a little bit excited that he had called. I think I kind of like this one. We'll see if something arises this week.

Speaking of rising... apparantly this new vegan light I'm in is attracting men like a horse to water. I have TWO dinner/drink dates this week.

One is with this thirty something district manager for an international clothing store (i.e., did someone say discount??) He's quite intelligent with 2 degrees and is working on his masters, but he is a chatty cathy. I do not need to know about you're friends relationships, we just met, SERIOUSLY. He's taking me to this vegan restaurant I've been wanting to go to for a while, should be delicious in more ways than one.

The other is with this Irish guy, I don't know him at all really. He's in town from Ireland this week and asked me out for drinks. Seems cute and travels A LOT. Paris, London, Wales, Scotland... Chicago, Dallas, New York...Virginia? Who knows? Either he's traveling giggilo or someone has got some serious cash. I don't even travel that much. I think he might be a little bit more fun than the clothes whore... but I don't know if he can top Buck. Ooooh, but this Patty has a real accent.

Get you a bite. Mmmm. Haha. Happy Monday!


Skinny Bitch for Lent....

Being a vegetarian I was thrilled to pick up a copy of Skinny Bitch... about 5 months ago. The book goes where no other diet book has gone before; The Authors Rory Freedman and Kim Barnouin lay it down as for as getting serious about what you put in your mouth.

The premise of the diet is vegan and it basically tells us what we already know, YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT. And lately... I've been not doing such a good job feeding my temple. You cannot be a goddess downing Ben & Jerry's and Doritos... not that that's what I eat, haha.

So anyways, back to Lent...
This year I am giving up all seafood, eggs and dairy for my already meat-less, pop-less diet. Oh, no fast food either... I know it's extreme, but I need to recondition this machine!

I am also doing some things... like using my gym membership at least 4 times a week. I already pay for it, might as well go. If I can't do it for myself, I'm gonna do it for Jesus.

Speaking of Jesus, those kind of sound a little selfish, so I also have decided while purging my diet, I will purge other things... like my closet that is ever so quickly exploding.

My goal is to:

1.) Go through all of my clothes, take what I can of designer brands to resale shops, and the rest I'm giving to my church and the Purple Heart.

2.) Find somewhere to donate my old desk top to; it works just fine, I just don't need it.

3.) Go through all of my tuberware tubs full of shit from college, etc. and if I'm not using it, I'm donating or tossing it.

By Easter I'll be thinner, more toned, refreshed, AND I'll feel good about myself and what I'm doing... oh, and I'll try to be on time to work.

I feel like I'm spring cleaning my body and my soul.


Shame Spiral... AND OMG

First, I would like to say sorry I haven't been here in a while. I've been re-vamping and needed a mental health break from just about everything... well except shopping.

Which brings me to my newest issue... I just saw some disgusting news on facebook.

So, I used to date this guy Jim for mmm... roughly two years. We never had the boyfriend/girlfriend title but we would go to dinner together, have class together, party together, travel together, sleep together... Had the same friends, the same interests, pretty much we were inseperable. Now he is ACTUALLY dating one of the slimiest females I have ever laid eyes on, he must be going through some serious shame spiral. I actually feel bad for him. I know that looks aren't everything, but she's not even nice, and has been facebook IMing me to tell me how much she misses me, that she's been telling Jim how much she adores me and looks up to me. Well vomit, I think she's trying to rub it in my face. Get OVER it, I dated him YEARS ago.

Speaking of dating... I met a new boy, yes boy. He's only 19. A delicious 19... God, I feel like a cougar. He's quite fantastic though, tall, well-dressed. He was going to school for acting, and now I'm not exactly sure what his plans are, but he sure is entertaining. The other night after, ehh, you know, we were lying in bed and he was talking about how he grew up partly in Scotland, and got this Scottich accent going on... then it proceeded to a little game, I say the country, he did the accent. So MUCH FUN! He was really great. I think I might need to keep him in my pocket for a rainy day.

Ooohh, also! I finally found my way to Neiman Marcus to pick up Tom Ford's Purple Patchouli... but then, I didn't like it so much alone, so I decided to get the coffret set. Tuscan Leather and Oud Wood are fabulous as well. I would highly recommend this purchase, it's a bit pricy for perfume, but totally worth it.

Hope your weekend was as fabulous as mine!

Have fun with the Oscars tonight!


... and a call from Logan

I actually forgot to mention this! I can't believe it! Logan called me the other day; for those of you who don't know, Logan is my super young, super sexy, Mitten bound crush. He just called me to tell me that while I was home for the holidays he was up north skiing and whatnot, and that he was sad he missed me and that we need to have a get together soon. I can't get him out of my head. I want to go home like next weekend to see him. On the other hand... absence makes the heart grow fonder. We'll see what happens I suppose.

2009: A Year for Organization

I always pick something easy for my New Year's Resolution... Just to be sure that I'm not one of those "quitters"... but this year, I decided to go all out. My resolution is to become organized. I'm not just talking about getting my paperwork in order, but I mean REALLY organized. Totally 100% organized. I want to:

1.) Get all my financial paperwork in actual FILES, not just floating around in old boxes
2.) Re-do my closet, so that all my shoes, handbags, accessories, and clothing are easy to find (I color code now, but I feel like it's not enough.) If only I could get one of those rotating racks like the French cleaners.
3.) Donate all of my old things I'm not using, whether it's clothes, old CD's, whatever...
4.) Start a real recipe book, I have tons in various places, but no actual catalouging system.
5.) Actually use my planner.
6.) Plan my vacations MONTHS in advance, the last minute ones are restful, but lackluster.
7.) Work on my credit score... this means actually planning big buys (like those new Christian Louboution Patent Ankle-Wrap Espadrilles...)
8.) Use my gym membership on a regular basis.
9.) I would also like to plan an annual party. I usually have a few, but this year I want to organize one big blow-out and make it actually recurring.
10.) Buy a condo... I'm sick of wasting my money on something I'll never get anything out of. This way, especially with our current economy, a small investment could mean big bucks when I want to move out of Chicago.

Wish me luck! And as always, warmest regards to you all!