Monday 21 January 2013

OOPS... MY BOYFRIENDS DAD WALKED IN ON ME

This upcoming week is going to be a whirlwind of birthday celebrations for me. Between two of my best friends', my roommate's, my boyfriend's, and then my boyfriend's brother's, I have been trying to balance time between present shopping, scheduling, and planning of parties. 


This year though, the one that is most important to me is my wonderful boyfriend's (who will be turning 27 tomorrow)! Since I was in Europe last year, I wanted to make sure that this year was extra special! 
So, in an effort to plan fun and exciting things for him this whole week, I decided last night that I would surprise him with his first present. As he dropped me off in front of his building to go find a place to park, I went upstairs and let myself into his apartment. I made the bed, lit candles around the room, and put on some new lingerie from Victoria's Secret- a black, see-through bra, and bright red, lace cheekies- sexy and simple. 


Just as I went to dim the lights, I heard the front door open and close, and then a light knock on his bedroom door. Taking a deep breath, I put a sultry smile on my face, and swung the door open. Standing there was my boyfriend's 65-year- old father. If having to witness him give me a full body, head-to-toe glance isn't awkward enough, he then said, "Wow. You are looking great!" 
Grabbing the nearest blanket I could find and covering myself as fast as possible, I managed to give him a thank you and explained that his son was parking the car and would be back soon. Crawling under the covers humiliated, I waited thirty minutes while my guy helped his dad with a cell phone malfunction- his whole purpose for dropping by in the first place.   
Guess I'm not the only one who feels comfortable letting myself into my boyfriend's apartment. 


Wednesday 16 January 2013

EPIC LOVE

The bible, or as the rest of the world calls it, Cosmo, recently wrote an article on 'epic love'. Being the love junkie that I am,  I was so intrigued by the article that it inspired me to write my own take on it.


Epic love. Heart stopping, gut-wrenching, all consuming epic love is so hard to find, and once you find it, who's to say you will ever have an intense attraction to someone like that again in your lifetime? To people who have experienced it before, no one can ever make you feel the way that person did. It's an indescribable feeling of passion, the attraction is undeniable, and the sex is usually earth shattering, taking you places you've never been before.
When you hear that persons name you go weak in the knees, and you find yourself doing anything just to get the opportunity to wrap your arms around them or at the least see them. The relationship is so powerful and untouchable at times, that it often ends up shattering into a million pieces, that no matter how hard you try, the pieces will never fit back together perfectly. As stated in Cosmopolitan Magazine, when both parties are perfectly matched, neither partner gives in easily- so when epic lovers butt heads, it can lead to epic destructive arguments.

Sarah*, a close friend of mine, had an epic love that she hasn't been able to overcome for over 7 years. She now finds herself in a serious relationship with a man whom she believes is the one, yet the epic love she once had with her ex Jeff* still lingers in her life, and heart-wrenchingly, in her bed. "I will always love Jeff, but we can never be together again for a number of reasons that you probably don't want to hear about," Sarah confides to me. "He's one of my best friends, but we can't even be in the same room together without wanting to rip off each other's clothing. And now that I'm in a relationship with an incredible guy I truly care for, I feel like a monster, because Jeff has somehow snaked his way back into my life. As much as I don't want him around anymore, I can't say no. I just can't say no to him." 

So, can one truly be blamed for cheating if it's with an epic love? I believe that epic love is something that at times can't be stopped. Sarah has physically cut of all communication with Jeff, in order to save her current relationship. "He'll text me and I won't respond. Then a few weeks later he'll send me some sentimental bs, and even though I know he's full of it, I sometimes can't help but write back. It's like I can't think straight around him!"
Sarah claims that she hasn't spoken to Jeff in months, but how long can she remain strong? Cheating is an awful act to commit, and you might question how anyone could cheat on someone they truly love?
 But if someone, like Sarah, is cheating with an ex, it becomes more excusable in their mind. They don't see it as being awful because not only have they slept with the person before, they slept with them before they even met their current partner. Technically this does not make their actions excusable, but if the cheater realizes what they are doing is wrong and take steps to stop anything from progressing, I believe that it's possible to let one error of judgment go. 

My epic love story is kind of like a modern day Romeo and Juliet, minus anyone dying. Bill* and I come from two different worlds completely, so much so that we could never pursue any type of future together. However, by the time we realized this, it was too late. We were hooked, and have found a way to remain in each other's lives on and off for years. When we were together the connection was electric.
He knows how to pleasure me in ways that I'm afraid no man will ever be able to again. Both of us share the sign of scorpio and our relationship was spicy, intense, and dramatic. When I am with Bill he makes me feel like I'm the most beautiful woman on earth. He understands not only my body perfectly, but my mind. If I was in a bad mood, all he had to do was open his mouth, start talking, and it was like I had just turned on an episode of SNL. Half the time I had no idea what he was saying, but once he got me to start smiling, I couldn't stop.
Yes, Bill was everything I needed physically and at times, emotionally, but mentally and realistically, in every way wrong for me.

The truth is, being with Bill was so painful at times that the agony was too immense to handle. I think that was because our relationship was so extreme in some aspects, that it was too difficult to get the rest of the relationship to match up. And so he got scared, and I got scared. And after much convincing from my family and friends that he was nothing but trouble for me, I finally had to be true to myself and admit that they were absolutely right. I am at my best when I'm not with Bill, and I am afraid that our epic love was so epic that we forgot to state the obvious.

After recently meeting with Bill to catch up, I let the big fat elephant in the room finally come to attention. I admitted how much I really had loved him and how painful it was that in the course of our relationship we'd never said the words to each other. Hearing him say the words I had known all along, that he did love me and always will, was the closure I needed to finally put my love with him to an end.

Epic love is scary, exciting, everlasting, and impossible at the same time.
When I look at girls who have felt like Sarah and I, and who desperately need to close that chapter in their lives, it makes me wonder if what we're feeling is still as fierce as we believe it to be. When you associate one feeling with a person for so long it tends to stick with them so that you can't associate any other feeling with them. And, because you are used to feeling that one emotion for them, it's hard to realize when it's gone and when nothing is left but a distant warn out memory of times gone by.

I will always keep my epic love in a place in my heat, but instead of living in the past, I'm more excited for the future with someone who I know can complete and balance me perfectly.



*Names have been changed 

Monday 14 January 2013

CHEERS TO 2013

When I think of what the year of 2013 has in store for me, I want to run in a cave and hide. This is the year that I start my life as an 'official adult'. With graduation around the corner I should be thrilled to be done with almost twelve years of classes, smelly cafeterias, and taking out thousands of dollars in student loans. But what comes with that cap and gown is the most terrifying thing of all: paying for those loans, paying for rent, cocktails, food, and well lets be honest, paying in general. 

This year my New Years resolution is to keep my head up. May that be with finding a job out of college, maintaining relationships, or surviving in this crazy city with no one to hold my hand but my own.

I hope to be true to myself and who I am, and let nothing or no one; not a perspective interviewer, ex lover, or extra bite of Ben& Jerry's get in my way! 

When you really think about how silly New Years resolutions are, and how many people don't keep them, you have to wonder, what's the point anyway? I mean, who says that to make a change you have to wait until the beginning of a new year? 
But, the beginning of a year gives people hope, it gives them a chance to reflect on the past, and to look forward to what's to come in the future. 
So, what's holding us back? Instead of running away from dreams, why not fulfill them? If I hope to be the next real life Carrie Bradshaw, who's stopping me?

Each year I make resolutions for myself that I don't usually keep. In 2010, I made a resolution to stay away from an ex who I got back with by the end of the month. 
In 2011, I made a resolution to finally live the adventurous life of a single girl in NYC to only end the year in a serious relationship. 
And last years resolution? The notorious goal to loose those extra pounds from the holidays, which I did by dropping 18 pounds, only to gain it back right before summer from eating my weight in bread after traveling Europe. 
But this year, this year I feel, I know will be different.

So here is to us, moving forward and making the changes we have always been too scared to make. Whether your resolution is loosing weight, picking up a new hobby, or falling in love for the very first time, I have faith that you can achieve whatever you set your mind to, just as I hope to do the same. 

Cheers 2013, here's to hoping for one hell of a year! 



Saturday 12 January 2013

DRAMA


It's not that I necessarily ask for it, but it seems to follow me wherever I go. My friends find it quite amusing, being known as the friend who is always good for a new overly animated story involving some ridiculous thing that happened to me. 
As for my boyfriend and mother, they find my stories quite overwhelming and annoying. It's not that I'm a drama queen (in all honesty I am), but the most over the top, you would think I'm lying, things seem to make a recurring appearance in my life. Maybe I realized it the time my brand new BCBG dress was caught in the Hearst Cooperations escalator for my new boss at Seventeen Magazine, the editor and chief of Cosmo, and fifty other employees to see; or maybe it was the time my new roommate and her friends walked in on my ex-boyfriend tying me up Fifty Shades of Grey style in my living room;
And we can't forget the time I tripped and fell in a homeless man's pee and had a UTI for a month. 

After many restless nights of having no clue what to start my blog about, I decided why not let the rest if the world get a kick out of my life other then just my friends? My love life, friendships, and the crazy adventures I have in New York City are what make up the bazaar, interesting, and sometimes fun, trouble I seem to always wind up in. 
So grab a glass of wine (or two) and enjoy, laugh, and stay tuned for late night confessions with J.