By Sarita | 07/30/2009 - 13:35
Yesterday I went on a second date with Warren, the big-footed Tony Romo look alike I went out with a few weeks ago. I really enjoyed our first date, but in retrospect I feel like I may have jumped the gun a bit by smooching him right away. Now, there may be expectations for our second date that I'm not ready to fulfill. So I went into the date knowing I would keep my distance a bit. I'm not ready to start going the physical affection route. Plus, getting closer to Mr. Baldwin lately hasn’t made dating other guys any easier.
By Sarita | 07/28/2009 - 11:39
Although I’ve been cozying up to Mr. Baldwin lately, I’m still going on dates with other guys and keeping my options open.
So when Ronald—a guy I met online who I exchanged a series of intelligent and silly emails with—asked me out recently, I thought, "Why not?"
Ronald is super sweet. He has a little kid sillyness about him and from what I can tell, a heart of gold. He was extremely kind and asked all the right questions for a first date. Basically, he's the type of awesome guy that you don't really come across that often.
By Sarita | 07/23/2009 - 13:21
Although I am still learning my way around the kitchen, I’ve always loved cooking for someone I’m really into. That being said, I have only cooked for two men in my life. The meals I’ve prepared have ranged from a divine broiled steak to a hearty chicken noodle soup. And although they promised it tasted delicious, I think the thought and effort behind the meals is what made it special.
By Sarita | 07/21/2009 - 11:49
So, I took your advice, decided to throw all caution to the wind on Friday night, and accepted a date with the very cute, very young Mr. Baldwin I had mentioned last week.
Mr. Baldwin was persistently calling me to go to dinner with him in his 'hood. Well, after saying no a million times and using every excuse in the book, he offered to come into Brooklyn to see me instead. He had worn down my defenses by this point so I figured, "Why not?"
By Sarita | 07/16/2009 - 12:55
Last night I went on a first date with this guy Warren, who I met online a few weeks ago and have been chatting with ever since. I was beyond nervous for this date, because aside from being a Tony Romo look-alike, Warren really seems to be an all around catch.
So after a fantastic dinner at a local Venezuelan arepa spot, I was beyond pleased when Warren suggested we go to a nearby bar that was featuring a live Afro-Cuban salsa band.
By Sarita | 07/14/2009 - 15:00
And I’m not talking about the Ashton Kutcher show here. Yesterday when I walked into work I received an unexpected message from my girl. My jaw dropped, she had been totally punked.
"I'm now single," the message began.
As it turns out, she recently found out that her boyfriend was engaged to someone else the entire time they had been dating. He flat-out lied to her about his "ex," and in the end he was still living with and planning on marrying another woman.
By Sarita | 07/09/2009 - 11:12
"I need a man, not a boy!" We all seem to chant this refrain after things don't work out with “Mr. Not Right” (aka boys our age). I especially feel this way after dating a string of men my age who just don’t seem to have it together yet.
I need to date a grown man, someone who is comfortable with himself, has it together career-wise and knows what he wants down the road.
By Sarita | 07/07/2009 - 13:05
This past weekend, my girl Carly got herself into a hairy situation. She met up with this guy she occasionally hooks up with named John and, just as the clothes began to fly off, she realized she had forgotten to “groom” herself!
She was mortified—while telling me the (hysterical) story, she kept referring to her bikini situation as the Amazon rainforest.
By Sarita | 07/02/2009 - 16:00
New York City is filled with millions of people, but somehow I’m always running into people I know on the subway, in restaurants or on the street.
I’ve always dreaded running into past flings. Once I was at an event with my friend and as we were leaving, a boy from my past was standing there. I hurried down the steps and whisked by him, hoping he didn’t see me. We dated back in the day—he was a jerk and broke my heart.
By Sarita | 06/30/2009 - 11:35
Sunday evening isn’t a typical date night, but nevertheless, this past Sunday I met with Lewis, an investment banker who works on Wall Street and has a penchant for karaoke, Caribbean travel and fine wine.
Things were going well as we chatted over fancy Mexican fare and margaritas, and his European accent definitely didn’t hurt either. He was fun, polite and easy on the eyes…not too shabby!