THE GREEN AND WHITE HAZE

Hello There Pretty Ones,

So, you will not believe my date with the Gazillionaire. It has almost ended my internet dating career. So this guy put some time into me. He called, he checked in, we chated a few times before our date. We had some pretty good rapport going, even though he cancelled once before. So, by the time we get to our first date, I am siked. I mean, I have never been out with someone who owned a private jet. So we meet on Abbott Kinney. He didn't realize, when picking the place, that it was the famous First Friday night on Abbott Kinney. That is a street party, when they close down the street and 1,000s of people come to carouse. Needless to say, it was impossible to find a parking spot. I literally drove around for 45 minutes looking for a spot. I picked this night to wear a mini dress and 5 inch heels. There was no way I was walking more than 10 minutes. Mind you, LA is still cold at night this time of year.

So he finally tells me to just park at another restaurant's valet and that he will pay. Of course, when I get to the valet stand it's $15 and I say to the valet guy, "This date better be good. Or I'm going to come back pissed." Of course, he barely spoke a word of English and just nodded disinteretedly. So, I finally walk into the restaurant, Shima, a trendy Sushi joint. I could tell right away that I towered over the guy, especially in my high heels. So the first thing he says is, "You are all dressed up. I thought I told you to be casual." And I say, "Well, I wanted to look good for you." That is called a 'neg', please read the book "The Game" by Neil Strauss. Neil actually tells men that if you subtly put down a woman, she will try harder to obtain your approval and be more likely to have sex with you. Yeah, right!

So, we start talking and he is ordering magnificent dish after magnificent dish. The food was stupendous. I was actually enjoying myslef, despite his incessant bragging and name dropping. I excused myself to go to the Ladies Room and when I return to the Sushi Bar he is talking to the gorgeous, blond, 20something woman in a black, backless dress. I sit there for 5 minutes in awkward silence. Finally, he introduces me to her. And she says, "Why do you need my help with your fashion line, if you have this lovely lady by your side?" He responds, "Oh, she has a different career path." So I ask her, "Are you in fashion?" And she says, "No, I am in finance." Then he goes on to explain the last fashion line he created was with a fashion neophyte. Now, in retrospect, this is the time I should have confronted his social faux pas or just got up and left.

But I am too wimpy and just sitting there stewing, doing oyster shots, when all of a sudden, my friend and realtor walks into the restaurant and right up to the sushi bar. My friend says, "I knew that was you. I recognized you from the back of your head." Gazillionaire goes, "You recognize the back of her head? I am not even going to to go there." Then I introduced him as my realtor, and he corrected me, "I am a lot more than your realtor. I am your friend." It was the perfect revenge. When they gave each other a passive agressive handshake, I was laughing inside. Girls, don't worry about revenge. The karma police has our back! I mean, there was a throng of people in the street and for him to look into the window of the restaurant, recognize me and come into say hi, is such a God shot (something that is way too good for me to manipulate myself. It's divinely orchestrated). I know if I saw my realtor on a date, I would never have interrupted.

So, after dinner, he walked me to the valet and asked me to go to a bar with him. He was already sloshed after having two beers and a whole bottle of Saki at dinner. I politely declined and he had the nerve to kiss me on my mouth twice. I almost dismissed his getting another girl's phone number right in front of me, as just being friendly. I call that the 'Green and White Haze' or being blinded by dollar signs, because if he was broke I would have rearranged his DNA. I sent him a text the next day that "I dont feel we are a match". He replied, "I thorougly enjoyed our dinner." And then today I sent him an email to Jdate letting him know how I really felt. I said, "I don't care if you make $1 million a day. If you have no integrity, I am not interested." He responded that he understands my point of view, but that it was a misperception. He says that she approached him. Ok, how dumb does he think I am? Remember girls our number one sorting tool is "Do I trust him?" If the answer is "no", then it's "Thanks for playing, next contestant, please!"

The problem with internet dating is that it's cold market, total strangers where there is no trust or respect. I am now more interested in warm market, people who know people I know, where there is both trust and respect. Interntet dating is a great tool for some people, but not for me. I would rather use my charm and social skills to meet guys. I like to see what I am fishing for before I pull it out of the pond. I need better ponds with better fish. Maybe tomorrow night at the Art Opening and the SLS Hotel, there will be good fishies. Until then. Chins up, my queens. Don't let the turkeys get you down!

Smiles,

Goddess Girl