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Two five-ten blondes fighting against the stereotype to find love, success, and a way to pay the rent. *** We're passionate about our seriously stressful careers in the apex of the luxury fashion world. (No, it's not like the Devil Wears Prada- our Devils only wear custom and pay for their anonymity.) *** We're on the search for the elusive 'great' guy (who must be intimidated because we can't find him anywhere). Being 5'10" and blonde is a double-edged sword. Our stories are fucking ridiculous. *** Fortunately and unfortunately for us, we share the same story as millions of women who have been violated: we are determined to make a difference in the lives of women who have seen too much. *** WELCOME TO OUR WORLD.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

A Perfect Gentleman


Whoa....

I met this new guy for dinner on Sunday at an old favorite, Cafe Gitane. The initial interaction was a little tense, but that quickly faded into 4 hours of intimate conversation. I could actually feel myself staring at him in awe, not just of his good looks, but because he could be the most self aware, intelligent, genuine, loving, connected person I have ever come across. His life reads like a classic war novel and he would play the hero. I tried to wrap my head around how good of a man he actually is, but all I could do was stare in pure amazement. We closed down the restaurant and walked our separate ways after a brief hug. He told me that he would be back in the city on Wednesday, so we made plans to meet for a drink.

Wednesday could not come fast enough. I found myself wondering what it would be like to kiss him and see him again. I was sitting at my desk trying to process the idea of having found the perfect gentleman. If the chemistry works, he may just be the perfect catch! Is this actually possible!? He text me that he wanted to take me for dinner and chose another brilliant restaurant, Sant Ambroeus. We were both running late due to the sudden spring snow storm (ugh), but when I finally arrived he greeted me with such warmth and excitement. We had an amazing conversation over Italian appetizers and red wine. I couldn't contain my nervous laughter at one point when I found myself so impressed by him that I didn't believe it. I was completely honest as to why I was laughing and we both just looked at each other as if to say "I know" at the same time.

After dinner, we walked to The Other Room and shared a bottle of Chianti. He ended up moving us to a more romantic corner of the room and the first kiss came shortly after. Butterflies shot through my stomach as I realized it was the amazing kiss that I had imagined and hoped for. I literally had to stop kissing him to catch my breathe and let my mind catch up. I don't even know if I have ever felt that feeling before? It was almost a shooting pain that goes through your body because the kiss holds more emotion than you are ready for. I ducked my head into his chest after breaking the kiss and he whispered "I know". OMG!!! This connection is the craziest thing I have felt, and that is saying something. He immediately invited me to a wedding next weekend, where I will be meeting his entire family and he will be seeing friends that he hasn't seen since he was stationed in Europe. It says a lot that he wants me to be there for a moment like that, two dates in!

We left the bar as it was closing, after all of the trains had left Manhattan. I knew where it was going, but he stopped me and was again, the perfect gentleman. We tucked ourselves into my room and explored each other in a very PG way until I fell asleep wrapped in his arms, our fingers locked together on both hands. We held hands as we walked in the morning and he kissed me as we snuggled on the subway. I had an actual moment of pure happiness and I text that to him. His response was perfect and even more sweet than I could have expected. What is happening to me??!! We exchanged email, Facebook, and BBM (which we have been on all day). I cancelled my date tomorrow just to hang out with him again before he leaves town for the weekend.

The feelings I get around him are not driven by curiosity, boredom, lust, whatever else I have felt with men. I am truly astonished by this man and his character. Maybe that is the sexiest part of a man? (although ALL the parts are working in his favor too) ;)

*Aries*

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