Showing posts with label Dating in Kuwait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dating in Kuwait. Show all posts

Saturday, December 4, 2010

The honest truth

A  REAL conversation that took place between a female i know and a guy that she chatted with.
Mr.Dater chatted with my friend for sometime, and she thought  he is OK.  He asked her for her phone number, and she gave it to him. My friend is an American , and Mr. Dater is a German, not that nationalities matter .
Mr. Dater calls my friend and after the greetings that lasted maybe less than a minute the  following conversation took place:

Mr. Dater: Would you like to meet up for coffee ?
My friend : Sounds good.
Mr. Dater : Perhaps coffee then we can have sex ?
My friend  laughs and says : Noooo (she  thinks he is joking )
Mr. Dater : Perhaps Lunch then we can have sex ?
My friend , laughing : Nooooo (she  still thinks he is joking )
Mr. dater : Maybe dinner then sex ?
My friend : NOOOO
Mr. Dater : Perhaps just sex then ?
At that point my friend realised that Mr. Dater is not joking. I assume she still said no .

The moral of the story is; Germans  are great , very  serious & straightforward. When a German asks you if you want to have sex, he is not joking.

No offence  intended to any nationality .

Friday, December 3, 2010

The other side of dating

Received from a MALE co-dater ( great,  for a change not all stories are from females ) , men too have stories to tell . Posted As is.

100% TRUE!



Mona sent me a “flower” on one of dating sites….a virtual flower with an “I’m interested” comment. I like ladies who take first moves, why not if she trusts herself?
We chatted for a few days; she was nice, smart, educated with sense of humor. She said she was looking for only a friend, and she was sick of men always asking for sex and talking about nothing but sex..and explained how much she felt comfortable talking to me since I’m “different”!!!
One night, She sent me a msg asking me to call her urgently if I can, I did and she was crying…She told me that she met someone, his name was Jasem, a Pilot ( why most men are Pilots on dating sites), and she loves the hell out of him….he told her LATER he is married with 2 kids…and was asking for some time to settle his family issues and come back to her to live happily forever…( typical BS story from Jasem).....

To cut the story short, I believed her ...and was acting like a TRUE FRIEND…and told her many times I’ll be there for her whenever she needs me….Being THAT friend whom supposed to be a good listener, and strong shoulder to rely on, my advice was to let him go, and I told her he is a liar and Bshitting, but she kept telling me (msgs, Emails) how sad she was…,Jasem is not returning my calls, Jasem went to Dubai, I miss Jasem….blah blah blah

A few days later, I was surprised she sent me her Pic without asking her, a cute beautiful baby face with a sexy body…and asked me for mine in return…RED FLAG!...I called her and said I don’t send my pics to anyone, and If she wants to see me, Starbucks is always there…she was like PLEAAAASSSE…….And, guess what…I sent her one!

Next day, I received the following msg from her “ I’m free tonight….If you want an erotic massage, it’ll cost you 40 KD for 2 hours, plus you pay for TAXI!.....

DUH!!!!....why should I pay for the Taxi too???...LOL

The moral is, Prostitutes are on dating sites too…

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Time after time

Received from a Co-dater 

After few weeks of chatting/emails/phone calls , Hamad and I agreed it was time to  meet up . He was a very nice guy with lots of charms. When he suggested to meet up at one of the restaurants in Al Bidea Area  ,  at 730,  i was so excited.
I reached there on time , I don't  like to walk into a place on my own, so i stayed in the car waiting for him to call me when he gets there. Half hour passed and Hamad had not  arrived or answered his phone. I was thinking 'classic' ,  the  guy stood me up . Finally at 8 he called me and said the  he was on the way . Ten minutes later, he was there. We had dinner and he did not bring this 'delay' issue again. No apology offered and no explanation either.
Dinner was fine, he is a good conversationalist, i had a good time.

Few days later, he  asked me for another date . I agreed, he suggested dinner at yet another restaurant in Al Bidea area. Dinner at 8 . " Please don't be late" he said, "I like people who come on time". Seriously? words coming from the guy who kept me waiting for 45 minutes on the first date !
I am always on time, At 8 i was in my car , at the parking lot in front of the restaurant. Same scenario. Hamad is not here and he is not answering his phone .20 minutes later he called and asked me if i was there .
"yes i am THERE, been here for the past 25 minutes'. He said he will be here in ten minutes and he was.
Greeting me with a smile, he said  he lives  in the residential area close by and its less than 5  minutes  drive from his house. Great, so close, yet your always  late, was my comment,
Hamad Smiled and said women don't usually come on time, so its better he comes after i actually reach there . HUH., OK. I am thinking  to myself  " Is that so? PAYBACK is due".
So the third time he asked me out , i told him i wanted to go to this restaurant in Al Kout mall ( as far as  possible from his house).Hamad tried to convince me to change location but i was stubborn as a mule.
8 o'clock, don't be late , he said. In my mind i was thinking "oh no , i wont be late".
So at 815 . i called him and asked where he was . He asked me " did you reach there?" . My reply was "yes, i am , where are you ?" . Hamad said he was getting ready to leave the house, needs about half hour to reach Al kout mall in Fahaheel.
At 9 o'clock, he called me "where are you ? Am here at the Lebanese restaurant". I told him that i went around to look at the shops and i was trying some  blouses. I will be there in few minutes."please go ahead and order, am starving" . I gave him a list of what i want , lots of  food , i was starving.  
Ten minutes later he called me , and he was like the food is here, yalla come .

Hamad was at the restaurant , in Al Kout , staring at food waiting for me and i was sitting in my living room watching TV, I had not made a move from my house in the first place.
Payback  feels good, don't you agree ?

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Symmetrical dating

Symmetry (the definition is from  Merriam Webster Dictionary )

balanced proportions; also : beauty of form arising from balanced proportions or having similarity in size, shape, and relative position of corresponding parts.When two halves of an object are mirror images of each other.

So,  I had been chatting back and forth with Mr. H for few weeks. Mr. H is  divorced, 44, has a good sense of humor and so far he  has not asked for a "web cam" viewing or any  of those things that make me want to block him.
At some point we exchanged  mobile numbers, spoke on the phone one time and mainly stayed in touch via emails/chats. Perfect . No phone stalking.
We decided to meet for coffee .We chatted on the messenger right before we were gonna meet . Mr. Dater asked me what i was gonna wear. Maybe  he is particular about the dress code, didn't want to over dress or under dress . Told him i was wearing a jeans and a T-shirt. He asked me about the colour . "black Tshirt " i said.
Mr. Dater showed in  Dark Blue Jeans and a black linen shirt that looked very neat. He looked like he stepped out of a photo shoot for the summer line of  one of the casual designers. Cool. had a good time, chatting about  the usual things, nothing too personal .
Few days Later , we agreed on meeting again. Right before i was getting ready to get dressed he came on the messenger and asked me "what are you gonna wear ?". I had not thought that far yet, had to decide  that very minute coz he HAD to know. "jeans and a printed floral t-shirt." I said. There was  no typing on the other end, then my phone rang. H was calling. "would you please  wear a solid colour ?, I think solid colours  would look better on you". Wow, a man who knows about what to wear and what looks good. OK , i can live with that. SO be it. I  told him i will wear a green  blouse and black pants.
We met  at the cafe , he walked in wearing  jet black jeans and a green polo shirt. The man looks good in any colour, i was thinking to myself.
A couple of days later , i was having coffee with my best friend . H called me and asked me if  he can have coffee with us ,I said OK . He  said he was going to come  in  half an hour he just needs to change quickly and come over. "what are you wearing ?" he asked , "jeans and a  purple shirt" i said.
After i hung up, my friend asked ' why is he asking what are you wearing ?" Good question . I have no answer.
He showed up  in time, dressed in washed jeans and this  very dark purple   linen shirt ,sleeves rolled up. Damn, this dude knows  how to dress.
We had a great time. He stayed for  half an hour then left .My  friend  and I sat there chatting.
My friend said "He wears the same colours that you wear, that's why he asks you what are you wearing".
Mmm, i hadn't  really figured  that out till that point. Its kind of cute in a way but also creepy.
A couple of more dates over coffee went exactly the same way. Me, being me, i just couldn't   not mention it.
Sipping coffee on  our last date ,  i said to him " Its amazing how you always come wearing the same colours like i am '.  Mr. H  gave me this huge smile and said " Symmetry is  the way  for a perfect life".

Symmetry, not for me . I go with Chaos wholeheartedly.
No symmetrical dating for me.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Louis Vuitton Purse

Mr. Dater and  Moi chatted back  & forth . So far , he seemed smart and interesting. He is divorced which qualifies him  for a date over coffee. You know the drill by now, if he is married, then he isn't a potential date.

Mr. Dater  has a wide range of interests, cars, Bikes, musics, movies, world issues and animal planet. .
Anyway, we meet up for coffee in the morning since we both weren't working that day. The cafe was almost empty and the weather was very nice we decided to sit on the tables outside.
here we are, across the table from each other , talking about life, work, family & movies. Time passed quickly and before we know it,  an hour had passed. Mr. Dater looked at his watch and i took that as a sign that means that he is either bored or has things to do and needs to make a move.
Just before i was about to say "shall we leave?', Mr. Dater says " I have always been curious about women's purses", "what do women keep in these big purses?" and his eyes stare at my relatively big purse.
Interesting topic, A lot of men do wonder about purses. Guys can fit everything they need in their pockets whereas women are cursed with carrying bags. So Obviously its not strange or weird for a guy to wonder and ask about purses. Its so big of a matter that Oprah made a whole episode on her show about what women carry in their  purses.
I said'  I obviously have my wallet, a perfume,  a small notepad and pen, tissue paper, a tiny make -up purse and chewing gum"
Nothing prepared me for the words that came out of his lips next .
Mr. Dater  said " You don't have condoms? Should we swing by a pharmacy & pick up some ? I never have unsafe sex".

Moral of the story: When something feels too good to be true, it is actually too good to be true.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

The Perfect Nickname

One of the most challenging tasks  is  coming up with a nickname on a dating site.  The nickname says something about you and might very well determine whether someone will view your profile or not. Its the first impression you leave on someone browsing hundreds of nicknames.
A problem that you may encounter is that probably all good nicknames are taken, especially on a popular site. Another problems is that maybe, just maybe ,you are not that smart or creative to come up with a name that leaves a good impression.
The following nicknames  are copied  from one of the dating sites. I didn't edit any or make up any of these nicknames.

Jeekar-bedoun (what are the chances of meeting someone of you are stateless & ugly?)
VivaNotZain (Thanks for the info, I did not know that Viva is not Zain)
Moot3a-200Kd (Very straightforward, المختصر المفيد )
28611011014XX  (The number on the site  did not have the XXs, it was an actual civil ID number)
HotManWayed (  he Hot dude is warning ladies so they know they will be getting a lot of you know what )
3elch (Really , you couldn't think of anything else to represent you ? علج )
M3boochKuwaiti (He must have been having lunch when he was creating his profile)
NBK-CBK (The only place where the two banking giants of Kuwait will exist together is on a dating site)
Qabee7Gedann ( قبيح جدا ... الله يعينك )
ModeerFa7al مدير فحل) -يا ترا بشهاده منو ؟)
Sayrti-Aqsa6 (My car is on installments)- In case any of the ladies out there wants to help with the aqsa6
Madyon-Sa3deeni (A real Cry for help, In debt, help me)
Zooj-al-thalatha (Married twice obviously and looking for lucky number 3)
888666 (This is KFC's home delivery number. The Dude works there or is doing ambush marketing for KFC)
ElvisIsAlive (Thank God Elvis is Alive. All these years i had my doubts).
7azeen7eel (داش الموقع ينكد علي العالم)
Dawa-Ca7a (A cry for help I wonder if is feeling better now )
VeryShort (What is very short ? The man , or the tool?)
CoolGay (I think he meant CoolGuy )
MarinaFM (Another form of ambush marketing. I think Marina FM should pay him for the free ad)
DontTrustMen (The advice is coming from a man, need I say more?)
Uff-Mabee ( ليش داش عيال  اذا مالك خلق)

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Don't say a word

Meeting a stranger can be very stressful . You really don't know what to say and what not to say. There is this area of things that remain uncomfortable to talk about. For instance, i wouldn't ask someone how much money they are making , i wouldn't ask him is his car on installments or paid in cash. Financial issues are meant to be private and am sure even a man will agree with me.

That being said, men hate to be asked about their finances, its a "private matter". On the other hand , to men body matters are OK to talk about. Weird , huh?

Mr. Dater who had chatted with me back and forth, and managed  not to ask me to open the web cam (great, right ?). After few weeks of chatting on and off , he asked to meet up  for coffee.  We agreed on a time and a place. He came right on time, very impressive.

He walked right to where i was sitting as the place was empty and i given a good  description of how i look and what i will wear. He sat across the table , took off the sunshades.
Ready for the shock ? The first words that cam out of his mouth were " wow. great  ديود ". "what size  are they? They  are real , right?" . The only thing that he hadn't said is 'can i touch them?'

My jaw dropped. Seriously dude, is this your best dating behaviour? Your conversation starter?
I was still shocked, and he was still staring 12 CMS below my face. Finally ,  I had to tell him we are not talking  ديود talk. He started asking me about my life with his fixed on my ديود
Two  minutes later , i left the place.

The moral of the story : Men talk to boo*s, and will continue to do so because they haven't realised yet that boo*s don't talk. They still stare at them waiting for words  that will never be uttered. Unfortunately , Boo*s don't talk.
The world Boo* is not in its right spelling  as it is a profanity, so the blog isn't allowing me to write in proper spelling in English it. In case you were wondering :)
And if someone is wondering what is ديود , its   woman's breasts.

Word of mouth

I have received a couple of emails  asking me whether these 'incidents' are real or  was I just making them up. Its all true, it al  happened to me or to one of my close friends. Nothing is fictional , nothing is made up.
I would love to post stories that happened to guys. The dating scenes has a lot of funny stories happening to men  .  Feel free to email me any worth mentioning dating incident.

The web cam affair

I don't know about you, but I don't use webcam. I don't switch mine on, and i don't accept video calls even if they were from Oprah Winfrey. There are  a lot of freaks out there and i don't like to take any chances. No offence Oprah.
That being said , i am not a "معقدة" kind of person. I just believe that a photo is as good as a webcam to get to know how the other person looks like. You want to know more, meet the person up and get the real live feed.
On the dating scene , there are these men who are  all about webcam. As soon as someone ads you to their messenger , the first words that they type is "Do you have a webcam?'.
The answer to that question is very tricky. If you say No, well the messenger shows that u have a webcam (which is very stupid of  MSN)  and basically you are caught lying. If you say Yes, then of course "switch your cam on" is the next sentence that you will see  appearing on your chat window from  your chat partner.
The well mannered person in me tries to always be nice and to assume that not everyone who wants to use a webcam is a pervert sitting in their underwear. So i say " i do have a webcam, but i don't think that's the way to know a person, we can chat and if we get along, we meet up for coffee somewhere"
At that point, Mr. Chatter will respond with "انتي معقده منو يتزوجج مدام ابسط شي ما تبين تسوينه" "ترا انا ماقولج تعالي طلعي وياي كلها كام " .
This Scenario has happened so many times that its enough for me to call it a phenomenon. If you don't open your webcam to chatters , immediately you are diagnosed with Webcam Rex, you are officially a psychopath and closed minded . You will never ever date or marry and  you will miss your chance on becoming a porn movie star with tens of Youtube videos. That's something i will  live to  regret, or maybe not.

Friday, November 26, 2010

It's a matter of Trust

The song , Its a matter of trust by  Billy Joe is a  great songs.  I love  it.
(Here is the link , in case you want to listen to it while you continue reading)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yYchgX1fMw

Trust is a big issue in life and in dating of course. You need to trust people in order  for them to become credible.  My question is , how long does it take to trust someone, and how does that trust develop between two strangers? Very tricky question . Search no longer for answers. Men on the dating scene have got it figured out.
Apparently you should trust someone for any of the following reasons:
1-  Because they viewed your profile
2-  Because they contacted you
3-  Because they told you  their name, or what kind of car they drive or where they live
4-  If you have met them for coffee

Mr. Dater emailed me back  and forth. Right age group, right marital status, right sense of humor. So, he was eligible for a coffee .
We decided we  were meeting at one of the cafes one evening time . We  had an interesting time, talking about  general things. Interesting to talk to  but not to die for. Then again, we just met , how can i judge based upon an hour of  conversation?
So , walking back to the parking lot to go to my car , he walks me to the car. How sweet, acting like a true gentleman. Very impressive.
He asks me ' what are you doing now?"
Me" Going home  probably watch a movie or do some reading"
Mr. Dater " How about i come watch that movie with you "
Me" No, i don't invite strangers to my house"
Mr. Dater "Strangers . Strangers !!! S T R A N G E R S !!! " (i wish there were sound effects on  the blog so i can make you all hear how that sounded like)- "After  ALL this you are calling me a stranger? How can you ? I am shocked . Shocked AND hurt. You don't trust me after we shared coffee"

Mmm , apparently , i am an untrusting kind of person. Apparently  you are supposed to trust every person in this universe because they have spent an hour chatting with you , or more likely,  because they drink coffee. I guess that's why we have 76 branches of Starbucks in Kuwait. Starbucks is working on improving our trust issue with the over priced coffee. Who would have  known?
Note to Billy Joel : Do modify the words to Its a matter of Starbucks.

Am too sexy for my shirt

You know the song "Am too sexy for my shirt" right ? if not , Youtube it and  listen to it.


Mr. Dater who has an  Iranian  Family name common in Kuwait was  two years younger than myself . He is single ,  never been married ( that should have given me a hint , right ?) , works as a marine engineer. He Speaks fluent EEnglish which is great   because its really hard to date someone who doesn't speak English and goes (hah) every time  i use an English name.

We agreed to meet at a restaurant, although that's totally against my policy. I usually prefer starbucks for first dates, keep it short and sweet. Anyway, Mr. Dater insisted we meet at a Posh restaurant .
So here we are  sitting there across the table looking at  each other after we exchanged greetings. Mr. Dater says :"how do u like me ?" - " Am Very good looking aren't I ?" "I am probably the only Kuwaiti with deep green eyes" . The list of self complements went on and on and on. The dude is worse than a girl fishing for compliments on  prom night.
I am , as you know by now , a very well mannered person. I smiled as i listened to Mr. Dater talking about bow beautiful his long fingers, how  sexy his deep voice is, how his full lips are symmetrically shaped. In my head am going " WTF " .
The waiter come  to take our order and Mr. dater asked him to come back. Of course , who would want someone to interrupt them while going on a self praise prolonged session?
Finally after maybe 15 minutes of this self compliment session, he looked at me and said "Honestly , did you think i was this good looking ?" . I smiled,  what can i say ? Then he says " Did you think that someone like YOU could possibly  date someone like Me ? " .
Sitting at the receiving end of this stupid self praise monologue , i was thinking , I will not  just  grab my stuff and leave. Revenge is a must, even if  in a silly way.

So i give Mr, Dater my biggest smile ever, " Lets order shall we? I do want to know  more about you" .I forgot to mention that Mr. Dater doesn't eat chicken. I literally ordered half the menu, all chicken , all the way. I even ordered the dessert . I waited for the food to come. Finally , the food is here  & the waiter came and started bringing one dish after the other. I said 'Bring everything all at once, please".In few minutes,  the food was there on the table ,  food for probably 6 people.
I grabbed my purse and walked out.

Revenge  by over ordering was not bad at all . The bill was probably close to  80 KD almost all in chicken dishes that Mr. Dater wont be eating or taking away in take out packages.
As they say "Revenge is a dish better served cold" ,  cold  and in a variety of chicken dishes. 

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Flip the dress code

I don't know about you, but usually I like to  leave a good impression.
On my dates , i dress up (not the Kuwaiti style & I don't wear my fur coat  nor my ruffle silk dress either), i wear my favorite perfume , Wear make up (again not the Kuwaiti style). Simple but adequately elegant. So, I am meeting this guy for a  first date . Mr. Dater is a university professor , teaches Poetry (romantic, right? ).  There is something about men who recite poetry  that just captures my attention. It gives this impression of sophistication and intelligence.
Mr. Dater  says to me  while we are deciding on the when/where " I like women who are at ease, natural, No need to dress up and be elaborate . Simplicity is beauty'" . Now, what woman doesn't like hearing these words? Finally , a guy who is about internal beauty and character. The perfect man.
As usual, my date is over coffee. I am waiting for Mr. Dater who arrives right on time . Good job. Nothing  impresses me like a man who comes on time .
Mr. Dater is wearing what seems like jogging pants and a sweatshirt . Not an Adidas or  a Puma. Mr. Dater is wearing a PYJAMA ! the type that looks like a track suite.  To  go with that he is wearing flip flops.
WTF . 
The moral is , If a guy says don't dress up, he is coming in flip flops.

The online dating dictionary

I know if you are reading this blog, then you do read and understand English. What you don't know, is that in the dating world , words and sentences mean something else, nothing is as it seems.

Questions and their meaning

Q Do you live alone  ?
Real meaning :  Will i be able to come and get laid .

Q How old are your children ?
Real meaning : Put them to sleep. I want tocome over &  get laid

Q Do you know how to cook?
Real meaning : Invite  me over b***** i want to get laid

Q What are you wearing now ? (asked  usually late at night)
Real meaning : say you wearing something sexy coz i want to get laid and your not letting me, i might as well fantasize.

Q Don't you get lonely living alone ?
Real meaning : Don't you want to get laid ?

Q you have been single all this time ?
Real meaning : Don't you want to get laid ?

Q R u romantic ?
Real meaning : are you a sex maniac or not ?

Q: Do you want to have dinner ?
Real meaning : Can i have dinner at your place and get laid ?

No matter what the question a man asks, the real meaning is almost always "can I get laid ?"
There are exceptions, very few rare men who don't ask these questions probably coz they just got laid .

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

“I Forgot my Wallet”


Received from a co-dater in Kuwait  

Ku- wait-a-minute! dating
Guest writer

Nawaf (not his real name – maybe) worked at a bank. He invited me to lunch at LeNotre and asked if I would mind if his friend came. I said I didn’t mind at all.


We had a nice lunch. His friend had to go early. When the bill came, Nawaf, pulled a “I forgot my wallet.” Nissssssche.


I was an idiot and paid. I should have called a taxi and left him twisting.

Inferno

Ok this is an email exchange between me and Mr.Dater
His email "salam alaikum sister, are you met7ajba?" (Peace upon you sister, are you veiled)
My email "Thank you for writing, no I am not Met7ajba and i am not interested in your profile" ( I am not wearing a headscarf and i am not interested in your profile)
His email " Ra7 albsech Niqab, tegh6een wayhech"( I would make you wear a full cover up with a whole  face cover )
My email "No  you wont. I am not interested in you at all"
His reply "entai ray7a jahanam" (you are going to hell)
My reply "thank you for the info, but  you dont get to decide who goes where "

Moral of email exchange : Mr.Dater AKA BuWahab has a list of people going to hell, in case any of you out there want to  find out where your final destination is .

My name is Bond, Prada Bond

Ian Fleming is the creator of the famous secret agent  character James Bond AKA 007. However, it seems that men are fascinated by 007 in a whole different context.

On few dating sites (not just one), a lot of men's nickname are an alteration on the famous  secret agent's name. So i am not surprised to see (Ahmad_bond , BondQ8i, JamesBondQ8, Q8-007,Bond-bedoon, NomadBond), these are just examples, there is a longer list. Men associate  Bond / 007 with   strength , smartness, intelligence and of course gadgets. The things men THINK girls like.
 Now, what i don't understand is the relation that somehow developed at some point , without Ian Fleming's knowledge, between 007 and designers. Only on a famous Kuwaiti dating site you see nicknames like (LV-007, BondVersace, Dior007 , GucciBond, Gucci007 & Prada007).
These names are all from one site. Actual nicknames for registered users. It makes me wonder, are  men trying to convey a message to designers that they should be more thrilling, design a more on the edge clothing lines ? Or are they conveying a message to the producers of 007 movies to dress up our favorite agent in European latest fashion because his British designed clothes are boring and classic? Or do these users act like James bond and dress up in Versace & Prada ?
Dying to know.

Women are the new men

I am as open minded and non judgmental as they come but female interaction is not my thing.
The dating site that i am on doesn't allow members of the same gender to contact each other. So, if someone wants to do that, they would have to create a profile posing as a member of the opposite sex (a female who wants to contact females, have to create a profile as a guy).  A lot of work, and you have to pay for it as well. Nothing in life comes free, even memberships on dating sites.
A nickname like C-Dior  could be very well used by a guy. There are lots of  cosmopolitan men out there who are into fashion and designer clothes. Nothing , so far , is weird in getting an email from Mr. Dater AKA C-Dior.
I looked at the profile, right age group, tall, & athletic so when a chat request came, i was at my keyboard typing. All me fellow women  know you cant resist a man who is into designers , esp Christian Dior.
Mr. Dater & I start talking .All general stuff, the weather, things to do in Kuwait , TV shows. Mr. Dater loves Christian Dior Saddle purse. Mr. dater also knows that the decent woman does not wear two different colours on her fingernails and toenails. All common beauty knowledge EVERYMAN should know, right ? nothing weird so far ? As a matter of fact , things couldn't be better, a guy who knows about make up , cool  .
BUT when we talk lipstick and a man says that the best red lipstick ever is  Chanel Rouge Hydra base Creme Lipstick in Red N°5, you know something is wrong. Only  a woman would know that  precise information. Mr. C-dior is definitely a Miss Dior.
Merci Mademoiselle Chanel

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Cinderella is just a foot away

For those who don't know what is a foot fetish ; its  is an obsession or a fascination with feet / shoes in a erotic way.
Feet lovers are more than we all think. They are in love with feet in a very devoted manner. How do   I know ? take a guess.
Mr. Dater emailed me. Usually people ask, are you living alone ?  Do you have family ? what are  you looking for ? some ask different questions, but all along these boring old fashioned questions.
Mr. Dater's first email said ' what size is your feet? ' . Me , being the naive silly romantic girl thought, OMG, this is Cinderella fairy tale all  over again. My prince is has my crystal slipper.Wait, i am not missing my crystal slipper, as a matter of fact , i don't even have one.
I had to reply to the email., wouldn't you ? so i replied  , giving my shoe size (anxiously waiting). The next email was , "How many pairs do you have ? ". OK , so this  prince is really into shoes, so i replied back "i have never counted them but maybe around 30 pairs".
Waiting for the next email from Price Dater , i had different thoughts but nothing prepared me for  what he said. "Can  I see a picture?"
Me, strict about sending pictures to strangers replied" I don't send my photos to strangers"
Mr. Dater "Oh, you misunderstood. I wanted photos of the shoes"
Duh., of course you did. 
Next.

The kindness of strangers

On  dating sites you run into lots and lots of guys, esp in a country like Kuwait; almost everyone is  online, almost all the time.
I met Mr.B is on a dating site, powerful and married. My profile  is clear, I do not date married men. However , Mr. B said , don't date me, keep me for a rainy day. If /when you need someone who can pull some strings, contact me. No strings attached.
It is highly unusual to meet someone who actually offers  genuine help when he knows there is absolutely nothing in it for him in return. Mr.B earned this  blog post because he is a unique example that in spite of having weirdos and liars, snobs and SOBs, you can meet outstanding people where & when  you least expect .

Grandma's dating

I couldn't have lunch without sharing this quick  email encounter with Mr.Dater of the day.
OK , i do have age standards, its written on my profile .Also  I am not in my 20s (nor in my 30s for that matter).
A guy emails me , age below 20, saying في مجال ؟ obliviously , am sane and sensible , so of course  مافي مجال
Moi, being the well mannered person that i am , replied and said No.
Mr. Dater emails me  back saying (لمعلوماتج انا عمري 18 و توني متزوج واحده عمرها 53 سنه متعه ) This is his way of convincing me, the sales pitch .
My thoughts , Arrest Grandma for being a child molester , arrest Mr. Dater for being a pervert.
Grandmas kindly refrain from seducing underage guys. They still take allowance from their daddies. If you are desperate for you know what, ask the  child for daddy's number !