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Old Dogs, New Dicks

June 18, 2008 · 4 Comments

Sorry for the inappropriate title but I felt it was the only Sex and the City  title that would work with what I am about to share: my past few loves and my new ones. So, my first true love was in high school with a man (let’s call him “Johnny”). We both went to private school Uptown and met one night when my friends and I were walking around. “Johnny” was in his junior year when I was in my sophomore year. When he went to college, I broke up with him knowing fully well he wasn’t going to stay faithful to some senior when he could have college girls. Then, I became that college girl but was too focused on modeling and acting and school to also focus on a passionate relationship. Sure I had a few flings (okay… maybe a lot) but nothing serious.

I have written about my second “true love” before, the one in LA (we will call him “Brad” – yes, like Brad Pitt). “Brad,” at first, was just a fling but then he kept calling and calling and then I became hooked, but not to him, at first – to his fame. When I told my friends in New York I was dating “Brad,” they didn’t believe me until they saw my picture in the tabloids. I got to go to the premiere of his movie and met his agent, who helped me land my first film and introduced me to my current agent. At first, I was just reaping the benefits of having a famous boyfriend. Then I really fell in love though. The year went wonderfully but when I knew it was time to go, we were both crushed. He still calls me every now and then and we remain “friends”, although is it really ever a healthy relationship to be friends with your ex?

Now, I have a few new guys but I must say, I becoming to really like on of them. Two of them I am just seeing for good arm candy – I know that’s bad but they know I am totally not serious about our relationship, so they understand. One I really don’t like – he is kind of pushy and not very cute. And the last one (let’s call him “Mr. Right”) he is just “right.” I don’t know. He got me a Tiffany’s bracelet on our third “get together” – not the only reason I like him but he knows how to spoil me and I looove that. I want to make this exclusive but I don’t know if he feels the same. Plus, if I do the other guys will have to go. 

It’s so complicated to figure out if you really want to start something with someone. I mean if things go wrong then what? I am definitely the one for settling down but I hate feeling like I might be missing something better. I don’t when I am with someone who I like but still, what if Mr. Right turns out to be Mr. Wrong, then what?

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Out of The Frying Pan

June 18, 2008 · Leave a Comment

So, I have been living in my apartment for exactly two weeks now. I have decided the loans and everything are totally worth it. Plus, I have already gotten enough money to pay off a half of it and I just landed a job that will pay off a lot. Anyway, it is completely worth it.

I have recently figured out the most effective party one can have: a “home welcoming” party – both to celebrate my new house and celebrate my coming back to New York. I have been making microwavable dinners. I didn’t even have flatware! Anyway, I told my best friends to register for things at William Sonoma for me and I got the most amazing things! It might seem a bit odd to register for things when I am not getting married or anything but say I never get married, I would never be able to register for gifts. 

So, I got basically everything from flatware, to pots and pans, to teacups. Now I am going to have a thank you party and use all of the things they bought me! I invited around fifty people. My apartment was tight but it fit everyone nicely. 

Talking about my apartment, I went to Pottery Barn and Urban Outfitters and bought some new furniture to replace some of the old furniture I didn’t like as much. i bought my apartment furnished, which was a good move on my part because then I don’t have to go major shopping – I can just do things bit by bit. I bought lots more pillows and a rocking chair. I also went to my friend’s art gallery and bought some art.

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