First, let me say that I want to be the girl. If you like the feeling of being pursued, you might only get that from me if you appear to be bleeding or seem like you're about to jump off a bridge. In other words, I lose any sexual identity if my first approach to you is as nurse/mother/waitress. However, once I've responded positively to the instinctually masculine display of YOUR charms (which in most animal species involves clear advances on the part of the male who cares less about losing face (or the cost of a bowl of pad Thai) than about showing interest), I naturally incorporate all the aforementioned nurturance in the context of an intimate, sensual relationship. I hope that by providing this script I haven't already killed my own groove, but it's worth a try to eliminate coy suitors. Don't care for coy boys. Also, if we get together a third time, I might be interested. If we get together a third time and I still won't let you pick up the tab, I'm probably not. But I like your company.
As a world-traveled writer and video-maker with a background in singing, acting and modeling, I might not seem like the domestic type. And I guess it has taken a while to 'settle down.' But what a rich ride it has been. A potential partner who requires beauty, culture, a degree of social consciousness and maybe the chance to start or grow a family would do well to buy me a coffee. Living and dating in the Midwest, I have found the 'require' part missing. If you are satisfied with the gal who makes you proud because she can follow a Cubs game, please don't waste your nickle here. Looks: Prettier than Angelica, darker than Meryl, taller than Demi. Much taller.
My Ideal Person:
Even-tempered career gentleman who is admired for his character in dealing with people as well as for his achievements. He is (or acts) taller than 5'11" and likes women -- smart, bold and goddesslike. He finds babelicious beer bunnies cute but not irresistible. He has no addictions that he hasn't reined in. He is not a devout follower of any organized religion. He's American or European and probably a Caucasian of Judeo-Christian culture. His three letters are NPR, not XRT.
My most humbling moment
Being the classiest of date-auction items at a fundraiser,
but picking the short straw so I went first and was followed
by four blondes with the Jennifer Anniston haircut, all
of whom received higher bids than I did. Only in Chicago.
Also regularly: Seeing what my students doodle on their
quiz papers (at the School of the Art Institute)
The celebrity I resemble the most
They say Demi Moore, Angelica Huston and Katherine Zeta
Jones.
The best or worst lie you've ever told:
Lying is abhorrent. But I guess I would tell a clerk that
I hadn't used a piece of merchandise in order to return
it for a full refund.
If I could be anywhere right now
I would be in a place that made me know why I was there.
Five items I can't live without
Computer with high-speed Internet, Stuff to make things
with, Beauty, Extraordinary food, Easy mobility
Fill in the blank: _____ is sexy; _____ is sexier.
Smart is sexy; Smart with kindness is sexier.
In my bedroom one will find...
a lot of girly hatboxes full of accessories and such
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