Mr. Argentina: Can we Talk?

Me: Um, Sure!

Mr. Argentina: So, about last night, what do you think?

Me: I had a great time

Mr. Argentina: Me too, and I really like you, How do you feel about me?

Me: I really like you too, but it seems a little early to be having this conversation?

Mr. Argentina: I know it is, but I’m traveling at the moment, and I want to be honest with you because I think your really great and I  like you, BUT

Me: Ah, yes, the But….

Mr. Argentina: But….I am traveling and I’m not here for that long I don’t want you to get hurt or anything, so I think it’s best if I’m honest from the beginning.

Me: Well, I appreciate that, but I’ll be fine, thanks for your honesty, but I have my own travel plans!

Mr. Argentina: OK that’s really good, sorry, just wanted to be honest, I really don’t want you to get hurt.

Cue: EPIC MAKE-OUT #2

Knee Buckle

Swoon

Etc

Etc

So, now I’m in the conundrum that I knew was coming, the past 7 months I have been waiting waiting waiting to kiss someone, or have a connection or anything, well, now I’ve had that kiss, that connection and it’s the aftermath and I knew this was going to happen!

The fucking inevitable………

The most predictable……….

I

Can’t

Stop

Thinking

About

Him,

FUCK.

BUT (See! There’s always a But) I always get all whimsical after meeting a dude, even if it’s not serious, and it normally lasts a few days, then the magical power of Dudeness wears off and I can see clearly again….it’s just waiting for the clarity to come back that’s bothering me! EVERY time my phone goes, I think It’s him, and it NEVER is….Lordy this is frustrating!

But my sensibilities will come back soon, I think I’m just basking in the aftermath of severe dude attention overload from last week.

Wish Brandon was MY dude!

So, I’m focussing on thinking like a Dude, it’s kinda fun/hard at the same, although a dude friend told me yesterday that it’s the thinking like a female that makes us so attractive to dudes.

Great…either way I’m totally fucked.

xx

On Another Note:

April 25, 2010

I’ve JUST realised I haven’t hooked up with a single New Zealand dude since the break up…..

Innnneresting!

Beso!

April 25, 2010

Spanish for “Kiss”

Because one day you are just going about minding your own business then you have three EPIC Argentinian make-out sessions in a  matter of days. And maybe one goes a little further, and the dry spell is broken and you have that spring in your step. And all is right with the world again.

Cannot stop smiling, my mind is very much preoccupied with all things Latin American, especially the gorgeous men I have met in the last few weeks, my god, these men are gorgeous, affectionate, passionate and kind, That’s quadrouple Swoonage right there! They might also whisper nice things to you in Spanish in the dark, Cue: Knee Buckle.

xx

Migration

April 21, 2010

It’s getting colder and I have Migration on my mind.

I have the morning off work and I’m finding it hard to get out of bed, I’m watching the world go by outside my window – it’s nice and warm in my room and my laptop is keeping my legs warm.

I wish I was a lamp so I could join these guys and Migrate like this:

By: Rune Guneriussen

Stay warm darlings!

Jecc xx

Estoy Enamorada!

April 18, 2010

Which is Spanish for “I am in Love!”

Last night I did something out of my comfort zone, something different and put myself OUT there. I did it for me, and for you, so you would finally have something to read about!

I went to a party with about 20 South American dudes who I barely know that I met at my work. IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!

I was the only girl, and don’t speak Spanish, so I spent most of my night just listening and drinking and being taught Spanish by some of the most Beautiful men I have ever met. My god, it was perfecto!

They played Flamenco for me, and sang me the most beautiful music. The boys were so very kind and made me feel so special. At one point I asked what they were talking about and Pepe replied “About the Kiwi girl with the most Beautiful eyes” I nearly died of Swoonage. I went bright red, it was funny and we all laughed.

At the end of the night the boys dropped me home and I went to bed with the biggest smile on my face, last night was so refreshing and fun, shaking things up is definitely the key!

Oh, and I also have a major crush on one of the Argentinian boys, his smile makes my knees go weak.

Ill update you as things unfold!

xx

What’s My Age Again?

April 4, 2010

I recently heard a theory from a dude-friend.

It went something like this:

For the most part (and I use this phrase first because generalising is always stupid and dangerous), if a Guy is 35 years old that would be approx 25 in Girl years. An 18 year old girl is approximately the same age as a 25 year old guy.  So if you apply the 5 – 10 year age difference rule then you would probably get a decent maturity match. But only if the girl is younger, if a 35 year old woman is dating/sexxing an 18 year old, you might get stoned in the street – but whatevs man, Coug it up I say! I’m not judging you, I’m just warning you, it’s not my prejudice, it’s societies issues, but mind you, Couger’s are very in Vogue, It’s the new Black…so do it, jump on the band wagon or the nearest 19 year old hottie and go with it!

BUT, I was in a  relationship with someone who was my own age for 3 years, and that was just fine…I guess it all depends on the person, but there were maturity challenges for sure! Anyways, enough of that rubbish. I’m not getting into that now. But if any of you ladies who have been in relationship with a dude in his early to mid 20’s I’m sure you already know what these challenges are…and if you don’t then you are either going out with the rare exception or your a fucking idiot. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing at all, I’m just making an observation, don’t be so defensive dude! Mind you, us ladies are no walk in the park either, I mean we are great but we aren’t without challenges either…but that’s a whole other post.

So, in theory I should be dating a 30 – 35 year old, I want a MAN, or a Man-dude, a man who is cool but has a good job, is driven and ambitious, but goes surfing on the weekends and maybe skateboards to work in his super awesome suit. He is well spoken but not pretentious, he is a cutie but doesn’t know it. He can pay for dinner, he can afford to go on a  holiday with you, he has traveled, isn’t scared to talk about the future…Man-Dude will come home from his super cool job and talk shop with you and listen to your work stories from your super great job and provide intelligent and insightful pointers.  He will also be awesome and cool to your friends and family, and genuinely love them. He will go out with his friends on the weekend and you with yours and you won’t worry or be jealous because 1) you aren’t like that and 2) he thinks you are the bestestestest EVER. He is proud that YOU are is HIS Girlfriend. And then you will listen to the Killers together and talk utter rubbish and act like 20 year olds because although he is a MAN he is still a DUDE.

MAN-DUDE!

Fuck! I can’t wait to meet this guy!

xx

P.S – To all of my dude friends, you are the Man-Dudes described above, how lucky your girlfriends are! I Love you.