We’ve all had bad experiences with online dating: the headshot, which hid the waistline dimensions; the particular interest in contact-sports, which hid the lesbian-in-denial; the early-clinging signs which should have signaled the stalker-like mentality…
Sometimes though, it works. Sometimes, just sometimes, it can be a positive experience, an education, a lifelong bank of memories, and every once in a while might even lead to love.
Check-out Mira and Brian from Canada, who met on Match.com, and who are married exactly one year today.
“‘livinglifealways’ (aka Brian) emailed ‘mokshaheart’ (aka Mira) in mid-November. Three weeks later, she emerged from her virtual slumber and returned the message. By then Brians’ subscription to the site had expired, he was seriously considering letting the opportunity pass. Then again, she was REALLY cute. He decided to dig around a bit, and alas, he found the solution. A special offer for three free days! He returned the message, and the rest is history.“
I have a date on Thursday. As usual I’m thinking in advance, what I should wear?
It’s not a typical date though, though I am getting naked: it’s my date for the conception of my baby, and it will happen without my husband even being there.
What is the appropriate outfit for this kind of occasion?
Since I’m going to be a chic pregnant woman very soon, I can’t be dressed too casual, nor should I overdress, so it’s a dilemma.
Underwear: well the doctor probably won’t see them, but just in case, simple, sexy and of course clean. Jewellery: my rings and earrings, and my watch.
Make-up; just the usual, powder and mascara.
But for the rest I’m not sure. Any ideas? It has to be just right!
While surfing around the i-net i stumbled over fashion photographer Tim Walker and I fell in love with his work. Glamour, fantasy, impressive lighting… it’s all there. See more of his work here.
Since I recently bought a new pair of Puma shoes I googled for Puma
new stuff and I came across this bike,:)
Too bad this one is not going to be sold commercially, SIGH 🙁
It s going to be displayed and auctioned-off to raise money for
earthquake victims from Hokuriku area in Japan.
This Puma bike was a joint collaboration between two Japanese artists
Maruwaka and Keigo Kamide. Maruwaka created some bike parts with
Kutani ceramic (Kutani is a traditional exclusive form of pottery).
Back in my home town I used to go for bike rides every day, and now I
miss it …Hope, next year I will buy a new one. Until then…if this
model of bike gets on the market let me know!
Comment by Trinity
September 3, 2007 @ 7:00 pm
I have a really old scarf that belonged to my dad, a red paisly one that I nabbed from him years ago and I love it! The more ancient the better. My boyfriend who is French but working in Japan at the mo sent me some really cool ones recently. I hate the silky ones though. I don’t know why I collect them actually, I never really wear them, but that’s me I guess 🙂
What a weekend Ladies and Gentlemen I must say……So in a matter of 2 days I was able to put my foot down and decide to turn my life upside down……..y? u ask………..cause my Mother In Law is the “Root of All Evil” as they say. I’ve decided to…..Stop my Rent check……Sell my Furniture…..Sell my Car……and move to Queens…….and start the LIFE I should have had…….which is full of Peace and Harmony. That’s right……….NO MORE……..How r u Yasmin?……..meaning: I don’t really give a damn…..How’s the Baby?…….meaning: I can’t believe my grandson carries your DNA……& best of all……which in fact is the reason why she called in the first place…..Why do you argue with my son?……He’s a good man!……& since I respect my elders…..All I do is laugh & change the subject! But what I really meant to say was, “WOW! Does he also tell you that what makes me feel more of a woman is knowing the wetness between my legs? I don’t think so sweety. So worry about you & why your man wants my mom!”…..Moving right along…..I’m looking for furniture with a Contemporary kind of look………any suggestions?
Kitten heels may be cute, but the spill I took this morning crossing 7th Avenue certainly was not. While the fall itself was not graceful, the leap back up had catlike qualities. Although my dignity was crushed, my cigarette remained lit. Now, I have to wobble across the street to purchase a new pair of pants and a bandaid.
I called him a few minutes ago and he said yes, before I finished the invitation…that’s because I am a
cougar: A woman in her sexual prime who prefers to hunt rather than be hunted. A cougar’s victims are usually under 25, as cougars prefer to mate with men who still have hair. Cougars generally feed and then continue hunting, as they enjoy role reversal.