Metro man or painfully Gay?

Have you ever wondered if a guy is more worried about his hair than you are?  

Have you found better wrinkle cream in his vanity than what you have on your bathroom shelf? 

Have you been asked on a date that included the phrase, "lets have some retail therapy!"

Well, if this is the case you may indeed have a man on your hands that is not really interested in imaging you naked.  Rather, he is trying to suppress his inner calling to emulate the metro man.  So you date him, blindly thinking there is a chance for romance, but quickly realizing he should try out for Queer Eye for the Straight Guy.

The metro man is sure of his manhood, fancies women without a doubt, but appreciates fashion, looking good and may obsess over hygiene and coiffing much like a chick.   You will notice he has roving eyes like all men do, when a short skirt saunters by, and yet all the while he can pick out a great pair of gladiators for you.  

Steffie learned the hard way, and thought there was hope.  Never make the mistake of confusing these 2 entities.  One wants to date you, the other only wants to use you as a pawn in his quest to "straighten" himself out.

Cabo and the rings

The girls head to Cabo to have a nice retreat, they hoped for fun in the sun, relaxation, girl time and perhaps, if they are lucky, to meet some eligible and attractive men.

Dolly found her element at the pool, as she pounded fruity drinks and built up her liquid courage. Down the hatch they went, and with each drink, she felt more carefree and soon enough, became quite famous for her canoodling poolside.  She snuggled up on a lounger, she rode on their backs, she kissed them, all the while, keeping the liquor flow on high.  She was having so much fun, she almost did not notice the rings!  Thankfully, nothing would slip by Talia, the crack down artist who always spotted the rings, and always managed to squeeze out the most critical of information when interviewing potential male friends.  Her and pink hat debated who should give Dolly the bad news that the cutie on her arm was someone else's man.  Yikes!  They give Dolly the dirt, she retreats to the room to avoid a disaster.  Tomorrow is a new day she thinks, and a new opportunity to canoodle with a new cutie poolside!  She spots Ira, and melts on the spot.  His piercing blue eyes, and jet black hair were a lethal combination.  She instantaneously attaches to him, and the canoodling was back in full effect.  Talia and pink hat giggle as they watch this unfold under their big cabana.  They see the ring tan line on his left hand and a mysterious silver band on his right hand.  The girls think, "Oh, not again!"  The girls break the news to Dolly, who was still in bliss land.  She starts to think she is plagued by the syndrome of taken men on this vacation.  The 3 girls have plenty of laughs, memories of Dolly canoodling, kisses, free drinks, bachelor parties, and heartbreaks to last a while.  Cheers!

Annie learns to snowboard

Annie goes to Aspen, ready to learn.

She has a lesson set up, she hopes she can turn.

She enjoys flirting with the mountain men.

During her lesson, she meets Gentle Ben.

A day full of boarding, leads to a date.

She has her new boy, a hot Aspen mate.

On this trip, the puma found a young buck.

More snowboarding lessons if she has any luck?

Back home, she plans a Mammoth Mtn trip.

Gentle Ben gives her a name of his friend who can rip.

The friend made the moves on Annie and fast.

Despite the guilt, Annie forgets Ben and the past.

She has a new dude, and local as well.

He seems like a good one, as far as she can tell.

Soon enough, she sees his jealous streak.

She realizes her future with Mammoth man is bleak.

She goes back to Aspen, and calls up dear Ben.

She does not appear for days, holed up in his den.

Her friends wonder if she has a clean pair of clothes?

Don't be silly, getting dressed is the least of her woes!

She spends all her time in a state of bliss.

She departs Aspen with a sweet, Benji kiss.

Who cares that he is a few years too young.

An Aspen filled romance is not too far flung!

Eco-Rockin Chicks

Though Gigi had an exciting date with a handsome stranger, which led to a sleepover and some wine by the fireplace, she awakens to a more real version of fairytale land. She lay in her bed, with Mr. Bad Morning Breath, trying hard to gasp at heaps of clean air from the other direction.  She wonders how she can expel this smelly thing from her lovely, soft bed and get on with her day.  Just then, her eco-Rockin chicks save her with a morning phone call that she would normally not answer at this hour with a guest in the sack.  But its the perfect excuse to awaken the smelly giant from his slumber and hopefully kick him out ever so gently and promptly.  The Eco-Girls want to see if she will meet them at an Earth Day event to plant some native plants in a local urban park.  While she is not the crunchy, earthy type at all, she decides that good karma is worth the effort here and springs out of bed to dress for Earth Day.  Mr. Bad Morning Breath reluctantly gets up, dresses and she hurries him out on her way to her bike.  

Gigi sighs with relief as Going Green has never been such a life saver!

Salina does the right thing (sort of)

Salina does the right thing, barely.  She knew it would be bad if she let Mr.D up to her room.  She stayed her distance as they sat on the bed.  She tried to keep conversation flowing, even though it started feeling so unnatural to fill the silences.  Each time she looked at him, she knew she was getting closer to doing what she knew was wrong.  While she was talking, mid sentence his lips touched hers and he was clearly going in for the kill.  They kissed, she pulled away, attempting to be a good girl.  Minutes later, he went in again, and this time, she felt the butterflies and the excitement and she could not pull away.  They kissed for what seemed like hours.  She felt so in tune with Mr. D, and so turned on...it was the greatest chore of all to keep things in check.  Her mind raced to what it would be like later that night, the next day and the next and although the short term felt so good, she knew she needed to end it before it went deeper.  She kept Mr. D from going too far, and for this she felt accomplished.  Though she carries some guilt for getting herself in the trap, she made out alright.  

Some can say no, some of us cannot.  Its a tough battle of morales, passion, limitations and logic.  This time Salina came out on top.

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our lavish imagination

The art of fantasy is intriguing because it whisks us out of our mundane world, and into the shoes of someone else, or in a place much more beautiful and mysterious than the room in which we sit while staring into our computer screen. To take a taste of something fabulous and sculpt it into something grand enables us to experience more.  Some escape through stories, others live them, and still others create vivid imaginary lives that carry them through the day.  Although we are fortunate to have many exciting and entertaining experiences through our lives, but what happens in our imaginations is perhaps far better? 

The fantastic art of imagination allows us to create whatever ending we want, and isn't that what we all need once in a while, to fabricate our own story with our own ending.