Vegas for handbags?

There are times in every woman's life when she thinks she can succumb to a painful situation if there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow waiting. But many times, I believe after its all said and done, we realize that it was much too painful to endure. How much is a handbag worth? Is it worth traveling to Vegas to spend a weekend with a man that you are not attracted to, but is nice and polite, but often times repulses you? Does it matter if the sight of him shirtless in the hotel room makes you ill? Well if you can acquire a designer handbag worth a lot of cash perhaps it ends up being a positive situation?

You have 2 choices ladies: doll up in your shortest mini, feign joy and excitement, smile when necessary and snuggle up with the repulsive creature if needed. And once you get the bag, run away, fast and far.

Or

Decide its not worth the pain, shame, misery and disgust and buy a cheaper handbag and call it a day.

Life is full of choices.......and rockin chicks have much to share.

Anyone shopping for a millionaire boyfriend?

So targeted marketing is bigger than ever. Because facebook knows our demographic and what we like, they provide us with product advertising that should be perfectly aligned with what we may be looking for. Case in point: Along with Botox ads, freeze your eggs, and shoe discounts, there is this opportunity to date millionaires for fun. Wow, who knew?

I am so curious if any rockin chick we know has actually tried this? It sounds so easy, but is it really fun?

They say life's what happens when you're busy making other plans. But sometimes in New York, life is what happens when you're waiting for a table.

Sex and the City (season 4).

I would like to add to this....

Life happens when you let go, enjoy the moment, dress up just because, allow yourself to talk to a stranger, watch and smile as a couple engages in flirtation, admire the fashion sense of a diva walking by, take a big bit of that tiramisu and enjoy every single moment of it melting in your mouth, slip your card to that handsome stranger who bought you a drink, wear the short skirt with confidence, run and laugh instead of taking a cab, try a new spot in a non-typical neighborhood, grab drinks with someone you don't know all that well, invite random distance acquaintances to join your happy hour group, do a dating profile and see what happens, go on a vacation by your self and indulge in anything and everything, host a dinner party based on all appetizers and small plates, open that special bottle of bubbly and savor it over a netflix movie, and feel confident enough to let life happen as it may.

pillow head

Penelope was not discerning on appearances, much to the dismay of her gal pals. But, c'est la vie....perhaps she was more open-minded than all of us? While on a business trip, she met Mr. Balding. He was not a gorgeous man: a tad bit round, a tad balding and pale. But someone he had a confidence that attracted Penelope. They ended up sucking back a few cocktails and went home together. At the time, Penelope was having a struggle with keeping her pants on, even if she did not plan for or want a sexual encounter, she fell prey to it and ended up naked and waking up to a new man all too often. After another encounter with Mr. Balding, she asked her friends if his behavior was normal. As the ladies sipped champagne on the boat, they listened in disbelief. Penelope went on to tell them that during her sexual encounters with Mr. Balding, he put a pillow over her head. Gasp, as champagne sprayed from Leeza's mouth! "What?" Penelope reassured them that this was true, "Yeah, I thought it was odd, but the sex was still good so I dealt with it." The girls tried to gently tell her that this behavior was not only abnormal, but rather macabre! The girls told Penelope not to ever let anyone put her in a corner, and never to let anyone put a pillow over her mug. This was unacceptable. The moral of the story: if a man tried to put a bag on your head, a pillow over your head, a mask on you or him....be scared, be very scared.

Leila and the one armed stud

Leila found herself sitting next to a good looking guy at the bar at 333. He was charming, nice and appeared to have a nice chest, she observed slyly as she sipped her bubbly. They chatted and laughed, and enjoyed a nice conversation. At one point she asked why he was not up, scoping the joint and meeting ladies. He sadly explained that since his arm was amputated, he hadn't had much luck with the ladies. As soon as he walked up and they saw the missing arm, they were quickly and abruptly disinterested. Leila hadn't even noticed the missing arm during their lively conversation. For some ladies, the missing arm may be a deal breaker and something too hard to ignore. For others, his charming personality and sweetness may overcome the loss of limb, and perhaps he would be a great catch for other ladies in town? Leila said her goodnights and went on her way. But she recommends the one armed stud as he seemed like a real sweetie.

Getting back in the saddle

Its all too common, when one is out of practice, that one may become a tad fearful. We avoid the uncomfortable and would rather not be put in that awful position. Cecilia has a few friends who have recently become DIVORCEE's, (or alone and facing that soon). First, there are a few key survival items that every female must learn. First and foremost, "you are wonderful". Sure, its easier said than done, but write it in lipstick on your mirror if you have to. Do it. You may need to see those words smack dab in your face each and every morning you pull yourself out of bed. Secondly, its critical to get back in the saddle. Yes, Cecilia means that literally ladies. You may want to nurture your pets or children, starve yourself, watch Fried Green Tomatoes and cry. But you have to do your weeping and then get yourself dolled up and get out there. Its going to be incredibly hard for those married or coupled up for many years. Its unfamiliar, awkward, risky and strange. But, the longer you avoid this step in the healing mecca, you will stay in that awful holding pattern. Go and get your makeup done at the make-up counter, squeeze into those jeans, put on your highest heels, and go and meet some girlfriends at a location where there are plenty of young, available men. Post up, smile, laugh, exude confidence from every orifice that you have available and enjoy the scamming. If at first you don't succeed, yes, it will be time soon enough to try again. Once you succeed, just remember that feeling wanted again will help to heal the pain and the angst you are filled with. Getting back in the saddle works for a cowboy thrown off a horse, and will also work for a lovely lady who was yanked from the life she once lived. Go get em!

Silent Sex

While silent sex is not ideal, there are times when you cannot get past the passion, the desire, and the need. However, the hunger does not always strike when you are secure in your bedroom alone with the one you crave. The situation one faces may not always make for proper conditions. Kimmie ponders what to do? She knows the answer is black and white. You either fight the feeling (less than fun) or you just engage, as silently as possible. Pretend to be a mouse, try not to breathe too hard, try not to rustle much, and hope that the people just a few feet away will not figure out what is going on. Is silent sex tacky? Well sure it is, but its so exciting! Kimmie got in some practice as she begun to perfect the act sans noise. She covered her mouth, just before she reached the ultimate sensational feeling, because she feared that she may not be able to control her own excitement this time!