Los Angeles. It could be the toughest city to find love. Not make-believe, I'm hooking up with my co-star, love. But that real deep, we are so devoted to each other we couldn't deny it even if we tried, kind of love.
Maybe it's because there are more beautiful people per square mile in L.A. than anywhere else in the world. You take a few steps away from your significant other, and you're SLAPPED in the face by temptation. And even if you overcome the temptation, your partner may be out looking for a prettier/richer/more successful or famous/next best thing.
Well, I'm looking for the real deal. Sure, I've been living in L.A. for 10 years and haven't found it yet. But I won't give up until I'm dead. Or out of money and have to move back home. Which ever comes first.
I had a conversation with my ex-boyfriend yesterday. Yes. It is possible to stay friends with your ex without the hovering cloud of "will we or won't we." In our case, we won't. But we're still friends and care for one another. And we have open, sometimes hilarious conversations about dating in Los Angeles.
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Mark: You need to find a rich guy to marry. Someone who can support you. Maybe you should go on that show - Millionaire Matchmaker.
Me: I love that show. Patti Stanger is a mensch. But I'd never go on that show. And besides. I'm not a gold digger. I'm not only after a man for his money.
Mark: But you want someone who can support you, right?
Me: A man can support me without being a millionaire, you know.
Mark: Why do girls always want someone who can support them?
Me: I don't know. Maybe because it's not physically possible to pop a squat, shoot out a baby, wipe yourself up, and catch the next train back to the office. A woman needs to be supported to have a family.
Mark: There's single moms out there who do it.
Me: And they'd be the first to say yes to a date with a handsome, kind, millionaire.
Mark: Whatever.
Me: So if an attractive woman who happened to have millions in the bank asked you out on a date, what would you say?
Mark: Where are you taking me for dinner?
Me: See. Men have gold digging tendencies too.
Mark: Touche.
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The fact is-I'm not a gold digger. If I was, I never would have dated Mark. I'm what you would call an equal opportunity dater. Although I have a strong affection for tall, dark, and Latin (or Greek or Italian), I've also found myself drawn to white men, asian men, and beautiful black men built like a brick shithouse- like Mark. But if I'm really honest with myself, most of the men I've dated have been pretty hot. Not because I'm looking for someone who could moonlight as an Abercrombie Model. I like a man who is active, athletic and likes to chase me around the house wearing nothing but sweat and a smile.
There is steep competition for women in this town. There's HUNDREDS of thousands of women looking for a decent man to settle down with. Sadly, there are about 3 men in Los Angeles willing to do some settling. This leads to an alarmingly large number of women desparately seeking love....
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