Dating Tip Blog Welcome Entry
Welcome to my very first post in my new blog - a second attempt at being famous or infamous. Will take either.
About five years ago I had a successful blog called "My Millionaire Men," which were actual excerpts of my daily life in my social circles in Southern California. Before I folded the blog I had completed about 75 entries. At the time, I was meeting men of high net worth, one after another, without putting in any effort at all. What were the odds? I mean, most women where I lived stripped naked and threw themselves in front of HNW men like bi-polar teenagers on train tracks. Never mind if they walked upright. If they had money, and a lot of it, the floozies pounced. I was never one of "them." Yet, 100% of the attention I was getting seemed to be from men who had unlimited resources. Odd. Really odd. I didn't know quite what to make of it, so I started to write about it.
About five years ago I had a successful blog called "My Millionaire Men," which were actual excerpts of my daily life in my social circles in Southern California. Before I folded the blog I had completed about 75 entries. At the time, I was meeting men of high net worth, one after another, without putting in any effort at all. What were the odds? I mean, most women where I lived stripped naked and threw themselves in front of HNW men like bi-polar teenagers on train tracks. Never mind if they walked upright. If they had money, and a lot of it, the floozies pounced. I was never one of "them." Yet, 100% of the attention I was getting seemed to be from men who had unlimited resources. Odd. Really odd. I didn't know quite what to make of it, so I started to write about it.
Whether these gentlemen were self-made or not, I had noticed they were a different breed of man. I was determined to understand what rocked their boat or yachts - or ships in some cases. I tried my best to use aliases and change up the geography in my blog entries. Failed! Someone found out, and I have a suspicion it was this high-profile M&A attorney I had dated that had me investigated. One day I got an email from him asking me in painfully polite terms to cease and desist. I immediately complied. After all, he had much more to lose than I. And not that I spoke ill about any of them, which I did not, perception is more important than fact and he didn't want to be associated with my blog and run the risk of anything being leaked. I understood completely. We haven't talked since.
Ironically, money has never been a primary motivator at determining whether or not I could fall in love with a man. Probably because I grew up with it and around it. What tickled me so much was that Millionaires was all that I seemed to be attracting at the time. Felt surreal and a little weird so my inner journalist wanted to document that part of my life.
Then I lost all those blogs. Hundreds of followers, thousands actually, from all around the world - stats permanently gone. Nothing to show my future Publisher. But it showed me that I had what it took to be what today is called an "influencer." And knowing that someone in Kuwait or England was reading every one of my blogs, rocked my little world.
So I am starting this one in hopes to once again build a following, this time in the arena of
Ironically, money has never been a primary motivator at determining whether or not I could fall in love with a man. Probably because I grew up with it and around it. What tickled me so much was that Millionaires was all that I seemed to be attracting at the time. Felt surreal and a little weird so my inner journalist wanted to document that part of my life.
Then I lost all those blogs. Hundreds of followers, thousands actually, from all around the world - stats permanently gone. Nothing to show my future Publisher. But it showed me that I had what it took to be what today is called an "influencer." And knowing that someone in Kuwait or England was reading every one of my blogs, rocked my little world.
So I am starting this one in hopes to once again build a following, this time in the arena of
Dating Tips for Men and Women in the Digital Age.
Why? Because both genders seem to suck at it.
Having been single all my life and dated maybe a hundred men, I think I know what I am doing.
And before you jump to any conclusions, let me qualify...dating means going out to dinner, lunch, coffee. I've never been a one-night stander, an adulterer or a con...but I've known of a few...and they made me sick to my stomach. The Internet made dating easy and then it eventually became not fun. It was a chore, a part-time job, a burden and frankly, boring. All these men started seeming just variations of each other. No one stood out unless they had no eyebrows (that actually happened). Then I became frustrated, irritated. And probably became boring myself. Wasn't long before I started dating all the wrong men, which only led to further disappointment and ultimately lack of confidence that I could make sound decisions for myself. It was a slippery slope, the Internet dating thing. Everyone seemed to have lost dating skills, men and women alike. They'd be quick to judge a mascara smear or scuffed shoes and BAM, I'd never hear from them again. Or I'd ignore their calls.
I'm looking to change all that.
You'd never want a person who's been married all their life to write dating tips. They might have gone on one date, got pregnant and been singing the marriage blues for 30 years.
Instead, you want someone like me. Someone who has no trouble finding dates, has no shortage of looks, intelligence, education, common sense or financial resources. Additionally, you want someone who isn't on any Rx's, OTC, and doesn't alter her mind in any way. Because you want these tips to be true. This isn't songwriting. You also want someone who has been pursued dozens of times, and mistakenly chased a few, been in short-term and long-term relationships with all the wrong men (except one - I'll share a bit about him later).
And before you jump to any conclusions, let me qualify...dating means going out to dinner, lunch, coffee. I've never been a one-night stander, an adulterer or a con...but I've known of a few...and they made me sick to my stomach. The Internet made dating easy and then it eventually became not fun. It was a chore, a part-time job, a burden and frankly, boring. All these men started seeming just variations of each other. No one stood out unless they had no eyebrows (that actually happened). Then I became frustrated, irritated. And probably became boring myself. Wasn't long before I started dating all the wrong men, which only led to further disappointment and ultimately lack of confidence that I could make sound decisions for myself. It was a slippery slope, the Internet dating thing. Everyone seemed to have lost dating skills, men and women alike. They'd be quick to judge a mascara smear or scuffed shoes and BAM, I'd never hear from them again. Or I'd ignore their calls.
I'm looking to change all that.
You'd never want a person who's been married all their life to write dating tips. They might have gone on one date, got pregnant and been singing the marriage blues for 30 years.
Instead, you want someone like me. Someone who has no trouble finding dates, has no shortage of looks, intelligence, education, common sense or financial resources. Additionally, you want someone who isn't on any Rx's, OTC, and doesn't alter her mind in any way. Because you want these tips to be true. This isn't songwriting. You also want someone who has been pursued dozens of times, and mistakenly chased a few, been in short-term and long-term relationships with all the wrong men (except one - I'll share a bit about him later).
Thank you for reading and stay tuned for my book, You Were Taller On the Phone.
Enjoy the ride.
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