The good, the bad and the glad-I-didn't- get set-up- with-that-guy!

After a short 9 month dating and engagement period, one of my girlfriends tied the knot this past August 2nd. The night of the bachelorette party ended with a co-ed rendezvous at a Karaoke club in Universal's City Walk. So, it was this fateful night that I was to meet my very own betrothed

Usually you hear this kind of plot in episodes of Seinfeld or Friends but, of course, it has to happen to me. Yet again confirming that my life plays out like a sit-com no matter how much I try to avoid it. So it wasn't any surprise to me to realize that "the friend" was not my type at all which brings me to write this warm hearted letter to all those helpful friends:

Dearest coupled friend/older co-worker/mom, aunt, grandma/pastor:

I really do appreciate you trying to introduce me to any man that isn't wearing a wedding ring (and some that already are!) and I can see where you would want an amazingly hot Latina like myself to bless the lives of those men with my wit, enthusiasm and all around great personality . . . however, I really don't think your taste and my taste are exactly similar (read: completely opposite)
I know your idea of a handsome, strapping young man is a person with little or no unibrow, dog breath and with a place to stay ( even though it's mom and dad's place). My idea of a mate,on the other hand is taller than me, great smile and sense of humor. Arrogant, narrow-minded and socially awkward are not exactly how I picture my husband.
so, my dearest friend, grandma, aunt, co-worker, I am aware of your good intentions but, from now on let's hope things will bloom between myself and one of your friends naturally. Inviting both of us over at the same event and allowing us to spark on our own is one thing but, sending the guy pictures of my Facebook is not.

Thank you so so so much for thinking of me and again I appreciate it

xoxo
Shelly

Until next time.. xox -S