Taking Wedding Entertainment to new 'heights'

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The creator of Broadway show, In the Heights and original Unavi, Lin-Manuel Miranda surprised his beautiful wife with the most delightful song on their wedding day. Here's hoping I snatch up my own Broadway genius in the future!

L'Chaim to both!

The Secret to life...

Who knew that the secret to living happily ever after was condensed into a 3 minute song written in the 1960s?! The wise, Jimmy Soul unveiled the secrets to being "happy for the rest of your life" in one simple phrase: "get an ugly girl (or guy) to marry you".

How simple was that? And all along, I thought that happiness= marrying Brad Pitt.

Below are the deep lyrics from Jimmy Soul and above is my favorite scene from Mermaids featuring the song.


If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon as he marries her then she starts
To do the things that will break his heart

But if you make an ugly woman your wife
you'll be happy for the rest of your life
An ugly woman cooks meals on time
And she'll always give you peace of mind

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

Sax solo

Don't let your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly, her eyes don't match
Take it from me, she's a better catch

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

Spoken:
Say man!
Hey baby!
I saw your wife the other day!
Yeah?
Yeah, an' she's ug-leeee!
Yeah, she's ugly, but she sure can cook, baby!
Yeah, alright!

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So from my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

Facebook Break-ups: New Study shows when most people break up on Facebook

FACEBOOK BREAKUPS

According to a new study conducted with over 10,000 FaceBook status updates, breakups happen in seasons. Next time you are "in a relationship" on FaceBook or if you are in one currently, keep in mind: 


Spring Break= Relationship Mass Terminations
Mondays are the most common day to break up 
and there's a slim chance you'll be dumped on Christmas Day.
(via Buzzfeed)


So, if you take anything away from this study it is this: August Through October will keep you on the safe side from getting dumped on FB. 


May you have less Exes than Oh!'s 
-SB

Lost in Translation?

(photo via Leilockheart)

everyDate Lessons: 'Sole' Mates? (First Reader Submission)

 FIRST READER SUBMISSION!!!

Reader from NY

One reader shows us that some dating disasters aren't limited to episodes of Seinfeld or Sex and The City.

"So my friend wanted to do her 24th birthday at a club and friend hooked her up with a club promoter. He was a  guy who she communicated with only over the phone and via text. He seemed very polite and professional. He found her a cool spot in midtown [Manhattan] with a descent package and a few days after her birthday party he requested her friendship on facebook. 

She accepted. 

A few days later he sent her a text saying that he browsed through some of her photos and particularly liked some shots she took of her feet in very high-heeled stilettos. She didn't know whether to be flattered or freaked out. And then when she responded "Why did you like those photos?" he wrote that he had a "shoe fetish" and asked how old were a particular pair of shoes she photographed and if he could please hold on to them for a while. She asked why and he said because he really wanted to smell them. Most women would of been freaked out and automatically would of deleted his number, but she was so curious about his strange fetish she decided to stay in touch in order to find out more about his fetish (for research purposes). They had a few awkward conversations over the phone and one day he asked if she could take a picture of her feet in her oldest pair of heels. She sent him the picture through her phone and shortly after she received a picture of him smelling a pair of women heels, jerking off! She messaged him to never contact her again or she was going to file a restraining order. 

The end. 

MORAL OF THE STORY: Never give away your 'Soles" for Research purposes .

everyDate Lesson #5: Being "One of the Guys" doesn't always get the guy

It's been a while since my last post due to other writing assignments with my freelance gigs but, this topic seems to annoy me more and more as I get older (and hopefully wiser).

You all know that one girl ( or maybe it's you) that claims they "get along better with guys than girls" therefore they hang out with all guys and barely have girlfriends because " girls cause too much drama". These girls often boast at the fact that they are 'not like other girls' when in fact they are doing themselves a disservice.

Let's be real, ladies. Everyone needs same-sex bonding. I mean, no guy ( even if he's gay) will understand PMS to its core, know what it feels like to be heartbroken or cry with you when you are down. Why keep lying to yourself by surrounding yourselves with all guys who,by the way, do not think of you as date-worthy if you are included in their circle of trust? A guy who is romantically interested in you won't let you in on all the "guy code"

Befriend at least one girl who you feel you can trust and you will start reaping the rewards of same sex bonding. Truth is, if you can't get along with your same gender it may be something you are imposing on yourself rather than something caused by other girls.I am not encouraging you to join a sorority or change your identity but rather open yourself to the possibility of having girlfriends too.

Let's face it, biologically you are one of us. 

everyDate lesson #4: Don't expect the unexpected.

It happens to all of us.

We develop a crush on someone whom we assume feels the same electric shock of passion that we do. 

But they don't.

It isn't until our hearts crumble like a dried out chocolate chip cookie that we realize we were in a Mono-lationship aka the only one in the relationship. So, when do you let the expectations taught to us by romantic comedies, fiction love stories and other's experiences play a role in your relationship? 

I have learned three vital things through the tap dance recitals on my heart since my younger years:

1. Unless he/she lets you know they are in it to win it, they really aren't into you ( as cliche as it sounds)

2. Most people do not leave their emotional baggage behind so easily. If there is baggage, expect to help them carry it.   

3. There really are plenty of fish in the oil-polluted sea.Grab your rod (no pun intended) and start fishing

Photo thanks to: www.smellslikehollywood.tumblr.com

everyDATE Lesson #3: Also Known As AWKWARD

Once upon a date... or two...or five dates (you get the point!), One of my girlfriends and I have special nicknames that we adopt while we are out partying to avoid the creepy Facebook Friend request from guys we determine are not that cute. It all started last summer ( 2009) and it has worked fabulously well...except this one time. I was at a lounge I frequent often with some of the girls, including  my fellow alias user who, for the sake of remaining anonymous we will call Andrea. There we were, dancing and having a great time. After a while, Andrea and I decided to go into the middle of the dance floor as usual and while we were there, we were approached by two grenades. Now, for those of you who are not familiar with the reality show,  Jersey Shore ( trust me, it's a guilty pleasure!), a grenade is a not so cute guy or girl who tries to hit on you.  Andrea and I are known to be friendly and outgoing girls so we don't necessarily turn down the guys... we just tell them our fake names. One of the guys, balding and reeking of Old Spice and Corona beers, decides to attempt a conversation while we dance to a Merengue song ( we are at Latin night). 

Old Spice: " So Betty (clearly NOT my real fake name, gotta protect my identity), are you from around here?"

 Me ( as Betty): "No, I'm actually here on vacation from Chicago"

Old Spice: "Oh, too bad...when do you leave?"

Me: "Tomorrow, actually. This is our last night out"

Old Spice: " Aw, that's too bad! Hope you had a great vacation."

Me: " Yes I did, thank you!"

A couple songs later, Andrea and I escaped the grip of the creepy men and headed home.

Two Weeks Later...

I go back to the same lounge to meet up another girlfriend for a quick martini and catch up on life. This time, it is a mellow night so we decide to sit out on the patio by the bar. As we are sitting there, talking about our lives and catching up I start to feel as if someone is staring at me from across the bar. I don't know if you've ever had the feeling but it is an eerie chill that you feel. Unsuspecting I glance to my right and the coast is clear-just cougars and sugar daddies flirting over martinis. Relieved, I glance to my left and THERE HE IS! Baldy Old Spice!! Sitting merely 4 people away from me, staring right at me! his head shaking in disappointment. At this point, I have no idea how to react, Should I acknowledge his existence there, pretend I don't see him or just walk away? I text message my friend sitting next to me to grab the check and meet me by the bathroom and an explanation will come shortly and I head to the bathroom. I try to slither through the crowd as swiftly as possible and when I finally get to the bathroom at the end of the hall I walk in like I've been holding it in for an entire roadtrip. Minutes later, I figure the coast is clear so I decide to wait for my friend outside the bathrooms, I pull the door open with a sigh of victory and right before my eyes is Old Spice himself, walking out of the Men's room directly across from me! What are the odds?!

Old Spice: " Betty... back for another vacation?" ( clearly, he's not convinced)

Me: " Yea, my job has offices here, I come often."

Before he can reply, I walk away and disappear into the crowd.

and Old Spice was never dated by me again.

MORAL OF  THE STORY: Never use fake names or identities in places you go to often. More than likely you will run into the same guy twice.

           

BREAKING NEWS: Proposition 8 overturned! Gay Marriage now legal in California

Less than an hour ago, a Federal Judge Vaughn Walker ruled that proposition 8 which ruled against gay marriage in California was unconstitutional thus making it legal for same sex marriage in California.

I'm overjoyed! why?  (cue debate sequence)


For starters, it is nearly impossible for someone to sympathize with homosexuality unless they know and love someone who is homosexual themselves. One of the people whom I consider my soul mate ( minus the mating) is gay and I wouldn't want it any other way.

                               (mine and my bestie's TV counterparts... Jack and Karen on Will &Grace)

In my humble opinion, I believe that people live and die by their own decisions. Therefore, if you're gay, straight, buddist, christian etc... you reap the benefits and consequences of your lifestyle.

Secondly, some of the most monogamous and fulfilling relationships I've observed have been same-sex. NO, just because you are gay does not mean you are a promiscuous hoe sleeping around. Take Ellen DeGeneres for example, her and Anne Heche were together for a while and now her and Portia Di Rossi lead what seems to be a pretty stable married life (so it seems) 

Where am I getting with this?

Kudos to Vaughn Walker for finally putting an end to all this regression happening in congress ( Arizona immigration laws, anyone!?). Hooray for all those in same sex relationships who have been together for 20, 30+ years and can finally have a real wedding! and if you don't agree with me, it's ok.

Public Opinion is free to roam rampant in our society... however, forcing any public opinion on unwilling people is not right. it's facism.


ok, my rant is over. Thanks for reading :)

The Fancy Boy

props to www.alittlefragile.tumblr.com for making this screenshot/dialogue that fits perfectly with everyDate lesson #1

everyDATE lesson #2: Google before you Yahoo!

Once upon a date... I met a terrific dancer while out for a friend's family party at a lounge. After dancing to spanish music all night, we exchanged numbers and before I even got home he was texting me flirty comments. Since he was my friend's cousin, I continued to text him throughout the day before doing my typical google investigation ( anyone can be a sex offender these days!). After a day and half of texting the common 'interview questions' I decided to google him to see what came up. I came across his Facebook page and clicked to make sure it was his page. Sure enough it was his page, There he was, holding a newborn baby, next to HIS WIFE.  The next time he texted me it said : "Hey, what are you doing later on? To which I replied, " Going to the movies with friends, you should come... invite your wife and new baby."

and the Hiding husband was never dated by me again.

Moral of the story: Always Google search your potential dates... you never know if they are sex offenders or worse- ALREADY MARRIED!

everyDATE Lessons #1: Never share Makeup!

*names and situations have been changed to avoid getting sued 

Once upon a date... I was asked out by a charming musician whom I had not known for too long. On the night of our date, I was pleased to see that he arrived promptly, dressed in a quite fashionable ensemble. Although at first sight it seemed slightly too metrosexual for me, I decided to put my critical thoughts to rest and enjoy the night. After a wonderful sushi dinner, interesting conversation about musical influences and ourselves we headed to a lounge to hear some live music while sipping on red wine. Three glasses of Pinot Noir later, it was time to pay the bill and call it a night. When the check arrived, my date decided it was the perfect time to empty his pockets of every lint, coin and receipt that resided in his skinny jean pockets. At first I was confused as to why he couldn't merely pull out his debit card without unloading his 'junk drawer' from his pockets onto our table. But, before I could say anything-I saw it-

A clear tube of glitter lip gloss

sitting amidst the rubble and trash, glistening in the dim lights like liquid diamonds. At first, I thought Does he think showing me his 'pimp status' is impressive? so, jokingly I asked " Is that your lipgloss?" to which he replied proudly. " Yes, I love my lips to look shiny."

My face, unimpressed, remained paralyzed for a few seconds while my brain's neurons scrambled to make sense of the situation. Before my brain could provide a well developed answer I blurted out, "Are you bi-sexual?" That didn't mull over too well, his face, which was by now as offended as mine was did not flinch as he answered me a stark "NO"

15 minutes of awkward driving later, we arrived at my apt and bid each other farewell with the false promises of "hanging out again" and the makeup-toting musician was never dated by me again.

MORAL OF THE STORY: 

If his lipgloss has more glitter than yours, let him sparkle on his own. Never loan a boyfriend your makeup.

New Series!!

"Dating Myself" may be over but, the Single Digits blog lives on.

I decided it was time to share my dating disasters and the lessons I've learned along the way. But, I don't want to just share mine, this is open for all readers! Please send me your stories to my email- shelikabaez@gmail.com  with the subject: everyDATE lessons and I promise to make it anonymous and will use your true story to teach a dating lesson. Ever wonder where sitcom writers get their crazy plot lines? My life! Names will be changed for legal purposes (let's face it: I don't have money to be sued) but the crazy antics will be there for all to read and learn from. I will try to post the new stories three times a week for the hungry readers so, SEND ME YOUR STORIES!! I know you've all had atleast one dating disaster that can teach a lesson to others. e-mail it to me in all the gritty details and I'll craft it into a short and sweet train wreck. 

Sit back, and stay tuned!

May you have less Ex's than "Oh!"s

*S

Dating Myself- Conclusion

Couldn't end my month long challenge of Dating Myself with out Ol' Blue eyes. I am satisfied with the conclusion and "more.. much more than this...I did it my way" Enjoy this live rendition

Dating Myself Conclusion

 On July 1, 2010, when I decided to take the plunge into dating myself  I thought my life would suffer a huge change in my life; that it would radically switch my perspective on life- and it did. However, little did I know that it would change things in ways I didn't plan. Throughout this month I gained a lot more than just blog readers ( Thank you guys !!! ). As they say, " All good things must come to an end" and although, my blog series, Dating myself  has neared its completion, the blog lives on! and I have a new series of funny blog posts starting tomorrow!



















SIX THINGS I LEARNED OR RE-LEARNED

6. Having surgery provides the most rest anyone can ask for.

5. Netflix is addicting.

4. You can't change every bone in your body to your ideal body so work with what you've got.

3. Once you narrow in on who you are, everything else is super easy.

2. If you have a hunch about something-You are usually right

1. No matter how held back you think you are, you can still fly free

It was a great experience and I can't wait what is to come on The Single Digits so hang tight and keep reading! :)

-May you have less Ex's than Oh!'s

Dating Myself day 27 soundtrack

An oldie but a goody from free Spirit, Nelly Furtado.. enjoy

Dating Myself day 27

I never realized how antsy I get when I am told I cannot move from a certain spot. Being bed ridden all day has been a true test of my patience. The meds fool me to believe I am A-OK and I am having a hard time remembering I have stitches to attend to. Being fragile isn't my cup of tea.

In a more metaphorical sense, being grounded to a certain location ( whether it be physical or emotional) can drive anyone up a wall! Nobody should force you to feel trapped in a relationship, situation or circumstance. We are all granted free will and should be able to practice it freely. If you feel like your relationship or situation isn't allowing you to truly feel free, what are you doing there ? I only speak from experiences or mistakes I myself have made and learned from ( or are still working on) so, I am in no way trying to enforce any theories that have not been tested by me first. From my observations of relationships, I have seen many condemn themselves to cages when they are clearly trying to fly free. At times these little birds get to a point ( sometimes marriage) when they break open from their cages and it is the most inappropriate time to fly away.

moral of the story: Fly free while you can because after you have made your nest, you can't just abandon your eggs.

Maybe its the Oxycodone talking or maybe I'm having a lucid moment of philosophical englightenment, whatever the case... drink up :)

May you have less Ex's than Oh!'s

S

Dating Myself Day 26: Soundtrack

I've loved Eminem since he was still Slim Shady and applaud him on his raw lyrics especially in his new album cleverly titled, Recovery. This is one of my fave songs on his album therefore, I am recovering by listening to RECOVERY

Dating Myself Day 26: Surgery day

My first memory of a hospital stay was when I was a 6 year old with severe abdominal pain thought to be appendicitis. I remember clearly getting an IV put in, having tons of bedside visitors and making friends with my room-mate, Laura. I also remember making up my non existent middle name ( CINDY) and getting in trouble ( the result of an over active imagination.

Since then I have only been in a clinic once and never stayed overnight. in 2007 I had Lasik eye surgery which took literally5 minutes and I was awake the entire time. So, it was no surprise that this minor surgery had me in jitters.

I arrived at the hospital around 7am with my 3 amazing aunts and uncle who came to take care of me. Their company calmed my nerves enough to handle the IV process and before I had a chance to figure out what was happening, I was waking up in the recovery room. If you have never had surgery let me assure you, coming out of anesthesia is pretty incredible. I remained loopy and doped up on Percoset the entire day but, I am so grateful for my aunts and sisters who have truly made me feel well taken care of. The most difficult part of this whole surgery has been the fact that I have to stay in bed. Many people would kill for a few days of bed rest but, to my hyperactive self it is the equivalent to being tied down to a leash by a tree. I guess for now it's me, my book, laptop and daytime TV ( which, after 10am, is garbage!).

dating myself : sound track

The soothing harp sounds of Joanna Newsom accompany my insomnia tonight so I think she should always be in every insomniac's toolbox, enjoy

Dating Myself: Last week of the month

I've noticed that keeping up with my blogs have become harder as the days go by but, the lessons and experiences haven't ceased to exist. Two thoughts have been camping out on my sub conscious lately making it nearly impossible to think of anything else: My upcoming surgery ( Tomorrow!) and moving to Spain in the very near future. Although my surgery is a minor out patient procedure to correct a birth disorder and will not even require stitches, I quiver at the thought that I will be under anesthesia for the first time. I believe my fears all melt down to one element: the unknown.

I have a slight control freak side to me and hate to NOT knowing something clearly. Whether it is in love, my future plans or what will happen on next season's Grey's Anatomy I can't shake the anxiety I get being left to hang in the web of uncertainty.

This weekend, I decided to try and enjoy as much as possible with hopes to take my mind off of things. Friday I went to the movies with my cousins and sisters to see Grown Ups. Although it fell sub-par to former Adam Sandler films, I could understand his decision to do more family friendly comedies as him and his comedian posse are all Dads and no longer live the life of a pothead drunk who hallucinates Penguins are in his pool (read: Billy Madison reference!). Nonetheless, I did fit in some chuckles and enjoyed my family time.

Saturday I celebrated the 1st birthday of one of my closest friends' daughter. I am still astonished that we are no longer High School seniors but rather full fledged adults! It was so nice seeing old friends and 'family' later that night I went out with my sister and some friends in what ended up being a memorable night of laughter.

Sunday (today) My anxieties kicked in early in the day and I attempted to avoid them by exploring a new cuisine with my little sis, Indian food. We went to a small cafe in Orlando called Bombay Cafe and I am pleased to report I LOVED everything about my meal. We ordered Samosas, Paneer Chili, Naan, and more yumminess with names I can't recall but were equally delicious to the taste buds. I am shocked how I waited all this time to try foods which now make my mouth water at the thought! After our brief but amazing time at the House of Spices market and Bombay Cafe, we headed to a new Frozen yogurt place near my condo, Tutti Frutti. I consider myself a Frozen Yogurt enthusiast so I was very satisfied with their Froyo flavor selection ( Nutella, anyone!?!?) After a great lunch, I headed home and napped to avoid the looming pre-surgery jitters. Later tonight, My two sisters and I met up with our dad for a Sunday evening dinner at our fave Italian food franchise.

All in all, my day was productive and practiced avoidance in every possible way.

I will report with my surgery experience as soon I am resting in bed with enough energy to blog so keep me in your prayers and stay tuned :)

Dating Myself Days 19-21 Soundtrack

One of my absolute favorite songs feels like it was written for my fast-paced self. The great Billy Joel reminds me that 'Vienna waits for me' May the lyrics tickle your mind

As appropriate as it seems.. I found the song on a YouTube tribute to my all time favorite movie, Breakfast at Tiffanys so, I had no choice but to post it!

Dating Myself: Day 19-21

Ever felt like you are running a marathon, bend down to tie your shoe then can't seem to catch up with the rest of the runners? That's exactly how I've been feeling lately. Funny thing is, this month started out with the intention of dating myself in the romantic sense but, has evolved into the busiest and most eventful month of my life! Maybe it is because I am actually paying attention to the little occurrences in life, or maybe I am just a never-ending episode of Seinfeld whatever the case, I am holding on as tight as I can for the ride.

Not only have I been frantically writing my re-caps for MB Fashion Week but, also taking care of my day job tasks, as well as preparing my Grad school documents ( I'll explain more in a future post). Being a pet owner and home owner adds a lot to the mix too! I'm just grateful I'm not married or a mom yet!

As for my dating (if it isn't obvious by now) I haven't had an ounce of time to even ponder it. My mind and energy has been directed toward my future plans and I'm on a runaway train to get there. I feel like time is slipping through my hands like grains of sand from an hourglass ( cue Days of our lives theme song) but, I have to continuously remind myself that everything will fall into place at the right time.

That is a daunting task.

Dating Myself Soundtrack :15-18

So, armed with my new FLIP camera, I took some videos of the fashion shows. The song featured in my tiny re-cap was played during two of the shows and to me, will always remind me of the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Swim for the rest of my life. Enjoy :)

Dating Myself Days 15-18

My weekend was a smorgasbord of action and it left me little time to catch you readers up! I spent it at the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Swim in Sweatville, USA also known as South Beach, FL.

Since we last left off, I was prepping for my anticipated weekend covering all the Fashion shows for the online mag I contribute to, www.BeChicMag.com I was/am also researching for a move abroad soon.

During my weekend in South Beach at the Raleigh Hotel, I was was submerged in the fashion world. I've come to the conclusion that the glitz and glamour of what we as readers/viewers see in the Fashion casts a large shadow on the hard work it takes. Editors, Designers, Buyers, Stylists, Photographers, and PR agents all came together as a melting pot of spectators to view what will be the 2011 Swimwear collections. As expected, there were the normal folks who work behind the scenes and run the operation ( I'd fit into this category). Dressed in resort casual sundresses, gladiator flats and shiny hair. Then, there were the fashionistas who piled on the makeup, extensions and platforms and nearly knocked over the models off the runway to show themselves off. Being surrounded by like minded people who were all much older and well established than me gave me the jitters! Its hard to remember I am 25 not 15 and I am an aspiring journalist with plenty of experience under my belt.

Bottom line: I felt at home in this environment

I may not have a big time editor job, a fat paycheck or paparazzi chasing me but, I know that I can do this for the rest of my life. The exhilarating feeling of knowing that even in the slightest your childhood dreams are coming to life is indescribable.

Follow what gives you butterflies at the pit of your tummy and never stop chasing it. It's worth the chase.

Oh, the power of BADvertising

Call me a feminist if you must but, these old Ads make me gag. So glad that equality is on the rise-or is it?

Dating Myself Day 14 Soundtrack

With lyrics like, " yea it's overwhelming but, what else can we do? get jobs at offices and wake up for the morning commute." MGMT proves that beneath their trippy lyrics and 80's synth sounds they are relating to every 20-something I know, who is trying to hang on to that tiny branch of youth before the hurricane-like winds of adulthood finally blow us away.

Dating Myself day 13 soundtrack

I love love the film, Vicky Christina Barcelona and think this video is pretty cool. Plus, it has that Spanish/Euro vibe that I'm currently in

Dating Myself Days 13-14

Okay,I will admit I've been slacking on my blogging. My mind has been trying to organize the millions of thoughts and plans and ideas that are stacking up on my mind. I am planning some big moves in the upcoming months and therefore, I haven't had an ounce of time to think about my 'dating'.

How much does it cost to get some guts nowadays? Why are we often paralyzed by such a strong fear of failure and the unknown that it holds us back from traveling at the pace of the wind?Realizing that my future has so many options has not been as pretty as it seems.

Options are a funny thing; They confuse us to think that what you have originally set your heart on is possibly not the right choice. They can also provide an eye-opening look at the fact that you have more than one way to go about things. Although I know where I want to go ( read: EUROPE). I am stumped on what method I should do to get there. I believe I have narrowed it down to a study program and work program that will make the smoothest transition to my future home of Madrid, Spain.

I digress.

As for the more present tense, I prepare to indulge in the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Swim this weekend in Miami and I am in a trance. It is one of my million dreams realized and I couldn't be happier! I will be "reporting live" once I am there. Who knows how this will shape my future?

Life is so wonderful, I'm scared!

Dating Myself Day 12: Soundtrack

This is song is always a mood lifter. Enjoy and be inspired.

Dating Myself: Day 12

Day 12 was a 'fat day' for me. We all have them; they are normal unless you let them control your life.


We as Western hemisphere inhabitants are so harsh on ourselves sometimes. Everywhere you look, you are being told "How to lose 10 lbs in 10 minutes", "Ways to look skinnier" and there are tons of Ads promoting some weight loss miracle pill.

Although it is obvious that being overweight does cause health issues, there is a slightly skewed perception.

I once read in an article where Katie Perry was quoted saying, " I can't look at somebody who is 6 ft tall/120lbs and say, I'm going to get that body. You have to work with what you got."

Don't pretend you haven't gained some pounds, or that you are a size 3 when you really would fit better in a size 8. Forget about the numbers on the tags and think about fit. Wear clothes that look good on your body and you will radiate confidence.

If all else fails, a good purse and pair of earrings always fits well.

Dating Myself: Day 11

Nothing feels better than being among family. Especially when we are together for a party. I cannot thank God enough for the family I was born into. It's not to say that we don't have issues ( who's family doesn't?) But, At least I can say we put the fun in dysfunctional. In honor of my uncle's birthday we celebrated World Cup style with a fabulous family gathering complete with homemade sangria( by yours truly), Paella, Mimosas, the World Cup final game, Beer pong competitions, laughter and confirmation that family time makes all things better.

Not only did we celebrate the birthday but also Spain winning the World Cup. Coming from a family of soccer enthusiasts, this was an intense battle for Spain fans and non-Spain fans and the clamor of victory cheers was enough to fill my quota for the month.

Dating myself Day 11: Soundtrack

I speak for myself when I say that this World Cup 2010 was beyond inspiring. I had never gotten into the global game but, I am so glad I followed it through. My favorite song was theme song by K'naan and David Bisbal. As a proud Spain fan from the start, It was exhilarating to see the unity that World Cup causes. If only American games promoted patriotism as this does. Not to mention the players were GORGEOUS. So, one last time...

Dating Myself Day 10: Soundtrack

If God spoke to us through songs, this would be the voice I heard all Saturday. Just to clarify, I posted the song with lyrics... Enjoy and hope you hear the voice too!

Dating Myself Day 10

My tenth day was spent as all Saturdays should be, wrapped in the arms of relaxation and soaking up solitude. It was the perfect way to balance my interesting Friday night and also catch my breath before an action packed Sunday. Not much happened beyond the fact that I did a little shopping, took an afternoon nap and re-watched the 80's classic, St. Elmo's Fire while eating Pei Wei take out.



Thoughts on day 10:

• When everyone else fails you, be glad you still have yourself to fall back on. Certain things in life are only to be done alone.
• Also, Pei Wei's new Mango Thai Chicken with Brown rice bowl is a delicious blend of sweet and spicy!
• and furthermore, St. Elmo's fire was one of the 80's most insightful 20-something themed movies aimed at post grad quarter centenarians (i.e, ME) who are struggling with identity crisis, disastrous relationships and figuring out their futures.

Dating Myself Day 9 Soundtrack

The Doors always exude that Rock n' Roll aura that gets me pumped. Also, the name and lyrics can definitely resonate with my mood.

Dating Myself: Day 9

Slamming the door close

Boy oh boy, day 8 was a roller coaster ride of emotions. Most were a sigh of relief even if they were disguised as awkward situations that no one should go through. However, instead of reliving the lows of the day, I will recount the highlights because positivity attracts more positivity.

6 little joys ( in no particular order)

1. I RSVP'd to all the Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Swim shows I'll be attending next weekend! ( True Religion and so many more!)
2. Got Richer! unbeknownest to me, my tax return hadn't been deposited into my bank account and it magically appeared in my bank account today! :)
3. I bought a new FLIP camera (stay tuned for videos!!) for only $99 bucks! down from $209!! due to the box being opened at Best Buy
4. I met some new friends at a bar downtown
5. Ran into my 4th grade crush/friend after many years. That was pretty cool.
6. Had Five Guys burgers for lunch (cheeseburgers make me smile!)

I also slammed the door close to several chapters of my life and I'm ready to keep on skating through life.

Dating Myself day 8: Soundtrack

Love this girl's voice and the lyrics a great...

DATING MYSELF on Def Poetry

Special thanks to my friend Jess from www.hopemore7.wordpres.com who sent me this spoken word about no other topic than... dating myself. Have a few laughs!

Dating Myself: Day 8

Hit the lights

There are some moments in life where frustration is the dictator; Where you see injustice pinning you against a wall and can only hope it doesn't break you.

Today was somewhat one of those days.

They say, " Everything done in the dark will eventually come to the light" and I've seen it confirmed time and time again. Things you think will never reach the surface and take in the oxygen from another person's breath does and when it does, you realize in your stupid decisions. So, what happens when the accuser's skeletons come tumbling out of their own dark closets thus cancelling out your so-called betrayl? Do you automatically give him or her the " well, its not like I was a saint" reply or do you fight the injustice? Funny how someone can point the finger with such authority then forget that their past actions still have the possibility of coming to light.

As my days in 'dating' continue, my itch for escaping grows stronger and stronger. This time, however, I will launch myself far from everyone's reach and embark on my own journey. One that is not metaphorical or rooted in social norms. I am ready to take the leap into the frigid waters of the unknown and swim to a far off shore of reality.

Stay tuned.

Dating Myself Day 7: Soundtrack

I love all of the Cranberries' songs but, this one is one of my faves.

Dating Myself Day 7

And so it begins

After a rather forgetful Tuesday ( day 6) I woke up with a new motivation to make the most of my life. It is due time to figure out what I want in life and to do it. Many past dreams of moving and working abroad resurfaced and I think it may be the time to take it by the reigns and enjoy the ride.

Little known fact about me: I was a honeymoon baby conceived in Paris and was originally planned to be called Paris until my mom was talked out of it. Maybe I was born to travel?

In college I was a Foreign language minor studying French and Italian for the majority of my years. In the summer of 2007 I was set to study abroad ( 6 weeks in Paris and 6 weeks in Florence, Italy). My deposit was paid and all was set until weeks before my trip that life took a detour; My mom passed away. My European trip was cancelled indefinitely and as I scrambled to make sense of my life, situation and college career I set aside the jet-setting dreams to focus on the present.

It is never too late to chase your dreams.

Dating Myself Day 6: Soundtrack

I had a crappy day and the only song that kept playing on my itunes was this one.. I guess I needed a reminder that life is good at the core of it.

Dating Myself: Day 6

Forgotten Day

Day 6 was a crappy day therefore, I have decided to toss it in the "Days I'd like to forget about" bin and continue with my month. The best thing about bad days is that they are only ONE day long, so after a long and restful night, I woke up energized and with a new lease on life. Things like bad days will not stop me from being happy.

moving on...

Dating Myself: Day 5 Soundtrack

Keeping in the spirit of my Asian/Indian inspired cuisine, I thought I'd feature the song from one of my top 3 favorite movies of all time, Slumdog Millionaire. Not only is this dance sequence awesome but the lyrics Jai Ho literally means "Victory to thee" which is pretty cool

Dating Myself Day 4 Soundtrack

I just had to.. Green Day is too good and it is 4th of July.. Happy Birthday, America

Dating Myself: Day 5

Recipe for Happiness

Day 5 was a pretty laid back and blissful day. Did some shopping ( bought a pretty rad Scott Baio shirt!), also ventured to the Saigon Asian Market to buy some ingredients for homemade Pad Thai. Later that night, I proceeded to craft the most delicious Pad Thai I've ever had (okay, maybe I'm being extra nice to myself) But, it was pretty surprising that:
A) I did not burn the kitchen down
B) my meal did not taste like cardboard and
C) I made plenty to save for leftovers.

Satisfied from a big meal, I made home made Chai Tea and relaxed for a cozy night watching Netflix films.

Satisfaction can come in many forms; It can be physical, emotional, spiritual or a combination of the three. Thinking about what made this day so blissful, I decided to think of the somewhat menial details that can make any moment satisfactory:

Hugs
Cheeseburgers
cupcakes
Great movies
Sunny days
a to-do list that is completely crossed off
post-workout endorphins
realizing you're one size smaller in clothes
Good hair days
your fave sports team winning the game
A clean apartment, room, desk... cleanliness in general.
Laughter
Thank you notes
finding a great parking spot
Catching your favorite Seinfeld or FRIENDS re-run on.
A great meal (i.e. my Pad thai)
Accomplishing something completely on your own. No help necessary.
Assembling IKEA furniture by yourself.
Changing your own flat tire correctly.

This can go on and on,

Sometimes its the little things in life that make you smile when the bigger things aren't working to your advantage

Dating Myself: Day 3 Soundtrack

Since I spent day 3 with some of my closest friends, it put me in a grateful mood and decided to dedicate today's soundtrack to those long time friends who have made life that much better. Thanks guys :)

Dating Myself: Day 4

Happy In-Dependence day?!

Today, I spent it in the company of my family and it was glorious. Home cooked meal, two movie rentals and light rain outside made it merely impossible to complain about my 4th of July this year. The Films, which kept us entertained as the raindrops tapped the windowpanes were both very interesting- to say the least. We wound up renting She's out of my league and Youth in Revolt and had a lot of laughs. Now clearly, I have been dog paddling through the shallow waters of my mind into the deeper corners of theory so it was no surprise that amidst the dry Michael Cera humor and one-liners I began to see the movies in a much deeper light. It was non-coincidental that both of the films chosen to watch during the celebration of our Nation's independence ( which is arguable) relayed a message of

In-Dependence

She's out of my league focused primarily on the insecurities most people face when trying to measure up to their crush/mate. Where Youth in revolt focused on the power of dependency that can cause one to do stupid, illegal or dangerous acts- all for the sake of love.

What is it that causes us to depend on others, even if in the slightest? We measure ourselves up to the ridiculous Western standards of beauty, assume that we cannot go anywhere unaccompanied and force ourselves to adapt to a particular subculture . I speak for myself when I say that There is no such thing as complete INDEPENDENCE. Whether you like it or not, We all have some form of dependence. Even the radical-rage-against-the-machine-non-conformist types are still depending on non-conformity to base their behaviors on.

So, the question still stands: What causes us to depend on others for our own happiness?

Dating Myself: Day 3

Saturday was spent in the company of close friends. In the morning, I had coffee and a morning chat on the porch of my friend Jonathan's quaint Downtown Orlando home. Later, I went to my best friend, Leslie's new town home and finished off our Saturday together.

We headed to a local spot called House of Beers to watch Leslie's guitar teacher play some live music and were joined by another close friend, Anthony. The venue, which boasts its 48 flavors of micro brews, was a completely new experience to me. We decided to order a flight of 6 different types of beer and that's when it dawned on me: Amidst the laughter, great music and beer tasting, there was an interesting concept on sampling the different lagers and ales.

Sampling is a method that is overlooked when it comes to dating. We often conjure up a type of person we are most attracted to and never venture far from the self imposed "type". Even when it is clear that the type of person you are normally attract to is not really a good match for you. Tasting new "types" is a daunting task and often causes unnecessary anxiety but, who knows if that's the key to finding your true match?

Some of the beers such as the Kona were dark and similar to Guiness but upon tasting you were shocked into the cold coffee taste of the lager. While others such as the Delirium Tenrums ( spell check necessary) were a light blonde ale that of a typical Budlight but, tricked your taste buds into thinking you were eating Gerber's Banana baby food with the subtle hint of bananas.

Just as the beers appeared to look a one way but tasted completely different, people may appear to be a certain way or have certain interests but only tasting will truly allow you to experience the full flavor of the person.

I ended my Saturday with only one thought on my mind: Have I been confining myself to a certain 'type' of guy?

Dating Myself Day 2: Soundtrack

I thought it was only fitting to soundtrack Day 2 with a little bit of Queen's Break Free.. :) releasing from the grip of Public opinion is a feat in itself

Dating Myself: Day 2

In an effort to commemorate my new journey I decided to begin by
cutting off the past... Literally!

BEFORE & AFTER

I had been contemplating the cut of mid back length locks for several

weeks but never had the guts to go through with it partially because

it took forever to grow and also because of public opinion.

Today, however, I decided to do what I wanted to and kick public

opinion to the curb and let me tell you, it was liberating!! Even

though my heart pounded loudly in my chest, I face my fear of

conformity and chopped it all off and now I feel lighter, healthier

(my hair, that is) and ready to take on my future without having to

ask the opinion of others

"May you have less Ex's than Oh!'s "

-S

Dating Myself Soundtrack: Day 1

Thought I'd soundtrack my journey too.. This is the perfect song for my mood today.

Dating Myself: Day 1

After weeks of contemplation and hesitation, I have decided to take the plunge into dating...myself. Although I am a big believer in dating and obviously am not about to join a convent anytime soon, I will be taking a sabbatical of sorts from the mating/dating world to re-discover myself without the distraction of trying to impress anyone else.

So, I begin as any blogger hoping to change the world with their words should: by watching Julie & Julia, the film starring Meryll Streep and Amy Adams that inspired many writers ( including myself) to put their thoughts in cyberspace with hopes that someone will read it and have a life-changing experience. After the film, I will get my second dose of motivation with my latest and greatest read of 2010, Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. I will attempt to channel these dedicated women who once searched for their personal change as I quest for mine amidst the failed relationship memories and pre-conceived notions.

As with any exclusive dating relationship, I will challenge myself to listen to myself, encourage and romance myself ( as cheesy as it may sound). I will dedicate two days a week to go on self-dates and examine who I am as a mate. Be forewarned, if you know me beyond this blog, I will get rather candid and it may get mushy at times so, don't say I didn't warn you.

So, until July 31st, 2010 consider me in a relationship... off the market... taken or better yet- in construction and stay tuned to read every step of my attempt to date myself.