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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.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

New Breed


True Story:

This past Thursday night I went on the same date with two men. My gay friend arranged this date with another man, who insisted that he take BOTH of us to dinner? He approached my gay friend in a bar the week before, where I made a 5 second introduction and went about my night. So, I found it very strange that he was insisting I join this date with my friend? We decided to just go with it and see how the night evolved.

I met my friend outside and we walked in to the unknown at The Darby. This man is in his late 30's or early 40's, a well known doctor, apparently married with two young kids, multiple houses, the usual find in New York. For the first hour of dinner he only had eyes for my friend. I assumed he wanted me there to be the "beard" for his sexuality in public. So I munched on my shrimp and watched the live entertainment. Kimberley Locke (American Idol) sang an amazing version of "At Last" while her dinner date, Joey Fatone (NSYNC), looked on.

Then the tables turned and this guy only focused on me? This may be the 7th man in the last 6 months who I would swear is gay, but then says he is straight? I have been spending time with another one, who I didn't even question was gay, until he made advances on me and only talks about his past relationships with women? This became the same story! This doctor admitted that his sexuality is usually questioned. He then cornered me at the next bar and said he put this night together just to spend time with me? I was furiously sipping cocktails and wondering how this man's brain works. He tells me that his wife is the person he knows he will spend the rest of his life with, but she is not the last person he is going to have sex with. His marriage isn't open, it is basically "don't ask, don't tell". At that, I excused myself and found other friends in the bar.

Creeps are all over Manhattan, but are men really now pretending to be gay to pick up straight women??

*Aries*

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Babies on the Brain


As I scroll through my friends on Facebook, I find more and more babies in the profile pictures. I would say about 98% of my high school class is married and maybe 75% with kids. It makes you start to think you are either doing something wrong or live in an alternate universe.

I stumbled across this article in the New York Post and realized I made a life choice years ago. Maybe women in New York do live in an alternate universe? My maternal instincts have been suppressed with aggression to even walk down the city streets. I eat out virtually every meal, so I can't consider myself domestic. I can't decide if it is a lack of Mr. Right or just not meant to be right now?

“You don’t move to New York when you’re 23 years old with $500 in your suitcase because you want to live in the suburbs, meet a nice guy and have two kids,” says Maureen Taran.

Read more: http://www.nypost.com/p/entertainment/we_say_no_to_babies_and_yes_to_nyc_2i0q9vs7bKt4pcQfhbYNVO#ixzz1V23KfcnP

*Aries*

Monday, August 1, 2011

Pulling a Jennifer Aniston



I woke up one morning and realized how much time and emotional energy I have wasted on idiots and decided to banish men from my bedroom. I have turned my focus to getting in shape and reinventing my image. I have literally been running my ass off, toning with Pilates and pretending to focus on better nutrition. I am focused on finding a new career path and perfecting my networking skills. The only wrench in my plan has been lack of sleep and constant alcohol consumption. I labeled this new journey "pulling a Jennifer Aniston" because she has also kissed one too many frogs and retreated for a bit, only to come back in sexy fighting shape.

The new InStyle Makeover Issue points out a few other celebs who have reinvented themselves to become Hollywood gold. I am not looking to become an actress, but I would like to mirror their beauty and success. If these women all went from simple frizzy brunettes to fashion icons, we all can!





*Aries*

Thursday, July 28, 2011

June


Boo took me to another happy hour event at a small store on Bond Street. The talented June Ambrose and Catherine Malandrino flitted around the store like gorgeous swans. We tried on turbans, eyeballed gay sugar daddies, posed for bloggers, and drank free champagne.



We stopped for a quick bite at the Crosby Hotel, before sipping more champagne at 60 Thompson. We were both exhausted from the week so we gave Jimmys (James Hotel) a shot and ended up sharing an elevator ride with Joe Jonas, who has to be top 3 shortest men I have come across. He is like Olsen Twin small.

*Aries*

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Reasons to Love NYC


The day started as "hump day" and ended as a true NYC evening, spontaneous and hilarious! I spent Wednesday early evening poolside at the Dream Hotel. My friend "Boo" is connected with Jay-Z's assistant, who produced a show to promote an upcoming swimwear line.

It was a lovely event that was also sponsored by Grey Goose.....so 3 double vodka on the rocks later we were off to explore and after sweet talking a few doormen we found the next hot spot of NYC! Expect to hear about it just before Fashion Week...but here is a sneak preview!





We ended the night laughing with a top NY PR rep and her LA gal pals at our favorite hotel hang out. I love just letting the city take you to places you least expect.

*Aries*

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Summer Treats in the City

If you find yourself in New York City this summer...may I recommend the following:

Tipsy Parson-156 9th Avenue
*Best Southern food by far, with the modern charm of Charleston, South Carolina*


My friend and I devoured Mac n Cheese, biscuits, fried pickles and Sweet Tea vodka iced teas!


The James Hotel-27 Grand Street
*Great pool on the roof without a door policy (although I see that changing)*





The Highline-Westside by Little West 12th up through the 30's)
*Though it can be hot and crowded, the art and design is impressive and unique to New York*


*Aries*

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Exercise the Demons!

I have decided to try various exercise classes around the city to burn off some summer steam!

My first class was Physique 57. I wanted to become a hard body like Kelly Ripa and thought I was well on my way after the first class! Who knew "thigh dancing" would be something horrible and painful! The class targets key points on a woman's body, but it is SO repetitive and boring.


My second class was Pilates Reformer. I have tried a reformer machine once before and liked it, but at $60 a session it was not worth it. I found Pilates Reformer, which offers many amazing small classes that run about $25 a session when you initially sign up. After that it is about $35 per session. I felt relaxed, stretched, and instantly toned. Everyone in the free trial class ended up signing up! This is a summer must! http://www.pilatesreformingny.com/reformingny/index.php


My next class will be outdoor boot camp...ahhh!!


*Aries*

Monday, July 11, 2011

Horror Story


For those of you living in New York, you should be familiar with Urban Daddy. Well this was just sent to my email as something new and upcoming in the city. It sounds more like a recipe for disaster!! Have we not learned a lesson from Craigslist??

"Night Moves
Bedtime Stories from a Complete Stranger

Here Is Where We Meet

We’re sending a strange woman over to your place.

Free of charge.

What she does when she gets there: totally up to you.

As long as it solely revolves around her reading you a bedtime story.

No, we’re serious.

This is Here Is Where We Meet, an intellectual escort service through which a mysterious woman will come into your bedroom, read to you and... that’s it. Really, she just reads you a bedtime story. We promise, that’s all. Accepting appointments now.

Think of this as (literally) the storybook ending to your day. Or a bizarre alternative to counting sheep/warming a glass of milk/watching reruns of Seinfeld. A woman who, in the name of art and psychology, is making midnight house calls to read Goodnight Moon and other books to strangers.

Now, before story time can begin, you’ll need to answer an email questionnaire. Queries include: “When do you go to sleep?” “What are your favorite books?” and “Do you have any bedtime rituals?” Remember, honesty is always the best policy.

Once you’ve scheduled an appointment and picked a book (it’ll be free, even if you’re into Billy Shakespeare), she’ll arrive promptly 15 minutes before bed to spin you a sleepy yarn. Or help you search for Waldo.

And when you’ve finally nodded off to dreamland, she’ll quietly clean up after herself, shut off the lights and lock the door on her way out.

And they all lived happily ever after.
Note:
Here Is Where We Meet, accepting appointments now"

*Aries*

Sunday, July 10, 2011

The Perfect Short




Love these for a long summer day or casual night on the town! The best part is that they are currently all under $25 at American Eagle (ae.com)

*Aries*

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Bieber


It was like any other Thursday in New York. I enjoyed an outdoor dinner at Spice Market with a good friend, then met another group at The Standard. Two more gin and cucumber martinis turned a simple night into an unforgettable one.

I surprised myself by picking up Justin Bieber's long lost older brother (with a more mature haircut). I am not sure how it happened, but one minute I was hearing stories about his interesting 24 years of life and the next we are half naked on my roof? It was a good thing he was hung like a porn star and put a lot of passion in his kisses, because his baby face made me feel like I was his babysitter vs. lover.

I admire his enthusiasm and energy, but this little fish needs some more time to grow in the big pond. Still, it is a sweet and pleasurable memory to add to the books.

"Never Say Never" right Biebs?

*Aries*

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

My Bad


I will admit I have been glossing over many new life issues by going out as much as possible. So it is only fitting that I ended up in a place I never thought I would be again, in the arms of the man I once feared. You may recall my post from the night before I left for Christmas when I basically karate kicked this guy out of my room. He then proceeded to aggressively text and call me from January-April. Before that, I wrote about him in the popular entry, "Poker Face".

It was strange because I had a strong feeling about him the night before. It had been at least two months since I even thought about him, so I thought it odd that I would focus on this one moment. Tonight, I was out with a lot of friends when he text me to meet him at the new Dream hotel. When I realized that I would be going there anyway, I text him. All of my many months of ignoring him just wasted into nothing in less than a second. It was in part to me being restless with the night and life in general.

He met me outside and took all of us right in. I was impressed that he introduced himself to all of my friends and bought them multiple rounds of drinks. We spent the next three hours talking, laughing, and kissing in the presence of others. It was a surreal moment for me to be sitting across from Kirstie Alley, relaxing one puff at a time, and kissing a man who I never thought I would see again and at one point was so relieved about it. I ended up lying on the bench, staring up a the stars, trying to wrap my head around the night.

We left when the staff started gathering the outdoor cushions. He drove me home and physically carried me to my front door. Now it is all TBD. The calls and texts have already started and I can't stop kicking myself for opening this door that should have been sealed shut.

*Aries*

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Home Is Where the Heart Is


I flew home completely exhausted after a full week of going out every night. In my opinion, there is no better place to spend the 4th of July than in the south.

It had been about 7 months since I had last been home and I was determined to soak in as much sun and saltwater as possible. What I did not expect was a text from my first love/boyfriend asking to see me. We dated for over two years and have continued to hook up every now and then for the past three years. I met him for breakfast and beach time the next morning. He was even sexier than I remembered. I grew up on the beach, so surfer boys still get under my skin. I love driving down the beach roads and seeing flocks of shirtless, tan, buff surfer boys riding bikes or walking with boards. They carry a certain look that unfortunately comes with a slacker personality.

Anyways, I found myself staring at my ex as he caught wave after wave. He dove off the board, which I expected to go flying, but instead he surfaced with his long, tan, arm glistening out of the water with a tight grip on the board. I wanted to jump him the entire morning, but it didn't seem right. We have an unconditional love and respect for each other, but our lives and expectations could not be more different. Still, he is a man. I always feel protected and soft when I am around him. I always go back to an 18 year old girl who was completely in love.

For a moment I thought of what my life would be like if I never left the south. I would have never owned a pair of Jimmy Choos or Christian Louboutin, but maybe the love and security with a genuine man would be worth it?

Too late now!

*Aries*

Friday, July 1, 2011

Expect the Unexpected


I have learned that being single in the city=crazy nights that sometimes go in a direction that you never expected.

On Thursday night, I met one of my few guy friends for a drink at Diablo, which turned into four fun margaritas...each! It is rare to find a genuinely great guy in the city. We laughed about my misfortunes in the dating world, which made the tequila go down much easier.

We said our goodbyes early, as he is a newlywed and has the married curfew :) So I went to a bar that I shall not name, to meet the yummy Italian soccer player. We talked, laughed, and kissed yet for some reason I found myself really restless. I would just get up and walk around to talk to my other friends. The crowd was super weird and asking me strange questions. One guy was in a tank top complete with a hand dyed purple alligator skin backpack. He kept popping up out of nowhere and screaming at me about some other girl dismissing him at the bar? Then his friend appeared behind him and guess who it was!!? The same asshole who London (posts from the ole days) went home with on our first date!! I literally wanted to show my teeth and growl at him to keep him away from my sexy Italian.

The chemistry is dangerous when the Italian and I get together because we are both true Aries. This means we are both highly sexual, aggressive, and really enjoy public places. I found his hands moving in under my dress, until they were literally in. I was lost in the moment for a second before telling him to meet me in the bathroom. Before I could even walk in, he had it all hanging. I immediately stopped him and walked out of the bathroom (again....restless). I found my friend standing at the bar and he suggested taking a look at the bar on the roof. I gladly accepted and left the Italian pulling up his pants in the bathroom. We walked around and he gave me straight tequila on the rocks before I was bored and went back downstairs. I sat by the Italian, texting my lost friend upstairs. When he reappeared I felt bad and went to talk to him, but found him talking to the man stalker! Ugh...he is like a roach that never dies!

My friend suggested we go smoke, which I happily agreed to. I assumed we were going to the roof again, but he took me to a random floor in the hotel. I quickly found myself in a room, intimate, yet comfortable as I have known this person for four years now. We smoked and talked until we both couldn't move. He pulled me next to him on the bed and we cuddled and caressed each other. It was just starting to get hot when we heard voices and suddenly all of the lights came on. I looked up in midstraddle to see a group of 15 people!! They all started laughing, but my friend and I still couldn't really function. I met a few of these people downstairs, who came to my rescue. Then I saw the "roach" AGAIN. He sat next to me and tried to have a conversation, before my friend took me out of the room. He took me to another random room, where we just started making out and ended up falling off several pieces of furniture.

Sometime around 5am we snuck out of the hotel and walked to his place. We still were too lit to really do anything but fall off of more furniture and makeout. I didn't sleep a wink and felt horrible at work the next day. I also felt horrible that I completely blew off the Italian!! I text him to cover my tracks and ended up seeing him the next night for ONE innocent drink.

I guess I am enjoying the endless freedom as a single woman...for now.

*Aries*

Monday, June 27, 2011

300


WOW, Scorpio and I have reached our 300th post!!!

When we started Knockout Blondes, we were both in similar mental turmoil that was only being exaggerated by the chaos that surrounds you in New York.

I wish Scorpio was here to write something clever as always, but she is gallivanting around Europe with her boyfriend :)

Hours before she boarded her flight, we had a moment to reflect on the difference a year (almost) has made in our lives, well more so Scorpio's. She has turned the corner to begin an exciting new chapter in her life. She has an amazing boyfriend, a promising new career, a healthy savings account, and many amazing happy memories being made in Europe right now! She has found a balance and peace within New York.

For those of you who are wondering how my crisis is coming along...
I did cut 5 inches off of my hair and love it! The brilliant Franco at Culter Soho gave Jennifer A. a run for her money.

I decided against a tattoo for now because the boys in the tattoo shop explained to me that they would have to triple the font size so it didn't blend into nothing as my skin aged and sagged. Really not the best selling point to use when speaking to a woman. From that moment on I could only imagine being 80+ and looking at an illegible tattoo wondering why the hell I ever got it in the first place.

I settled down to catch the usual sunset on the Westside Highway with my Pellegrino bottle full of wine and a nice treat from St. Marks. I was relaxing to my ipod when U2's "I still haven't found what I'm looking for" came on and just hit the moment straight on. I applied Bono's words to romance and I thought of the thing that I still haven't found- The strong man who wraps his arm around my waist with a proud smile and a sincere heart. Who longs to express just how much he loves me. My thoughts were then interrupted by two grown men jedi sword fighting with plastic rods. Back to reality! Stayed tuned I guess :)

We want to thank ALL of our readers and fans!!! We are so happy to share pieces of our lives to help others in any way we can. Your comments truly touch us and we could not be happier as Knockout Blondes.



XO

*Scorpio & Aries*

Sunday, June 26, 2011

No Sleep Till Brooklyn


Wednesday
Scorpio and I got a late start and headed to Rose Bar around midnight. The crowd left much to be desired, so I was happy to run into my Boo from Fashion Week. He took us to a private party at Le Bain. The Miami crowd left even more to be desired, so we ended up calling it a night by 3am.
(sleep=3.5 hours)

Thursday
It all started with happy hour at The Peninsula rooftop that turned into hours of dancing on the UWS of all places? Just because I was nice and offered to move my purse off of a bar stool I ended up getting hit on by a man who graduated from college when I was 2 years old! Of coarse the cute younger guy just stared at me from across the room. So this nice old man did whatever I wanted, so I went along for the ride. It ended when he was going down on me (not doing a good job) and I decided it was just a bad scene and kicked him out.
(sleep=4 hours? no idea what time he left)

Friday
I agreed to go out with another desperate old man after he ambushed me at work. It had been over a year since we had any contact with each other. We met for an innocent drink at The Tribeca Grand. I downed as many glasses of sparkling rose as I could to keep from running away from the bar. He tried to look deep into my eyes, pull my chair into his, and make me believe he is not the most desperate man I have ever met. He admittedly proposed to three other women (who all said no) and he was trying to groom me to be the fourth. With that becoming horribly clear, I told him I had to go. I will not even repeat the pathetic trail of texts I received for two days later.

I was happy to be headed to Rose Bar to see a fashion designer friend spin and catch up with some old favorites. I introduced myself to a friend of a friend, who I happened to lock eyes with across the bar. As luck would have it, he is a professional Italian soccer player! I knew I would have some fun as that combination is music to my ears!! We really hit it off in our broken languages, so much so that he followed me to the bathroom, which at Rose Bar means they are coming in with you. The passion basically exploded and we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. 5am rolled around and we walked to his friend's place before making out on the street for 20 minutes.
(sleep 1.5 hours)

Saturday
I couldn't blow off a best friend even though I had a massive hangover and no sleep. So I dragged my ass out of bed to walk around Brooklyn ALL day. I really like Greenpoint, but my body was slowly shutting down. I took a car service home and passed out around midnight.
(8 hours)

After two days of flirting with Italian texts, I am ready to see the soccer player again. He asked me for drinks tonight.....so looks like no sleep before Monday.

*Aries*

Friday, June 24, 2011

11 Warning Signs Your Career Has Stalled

(By Charles Purdy, Monster Senior Editor)

Your career can lose power for many reasons: a lack of opportunities, industry changes and plain old boredom are just a few of them.

Are you wondering whether your career has stalled? Here are some of the top warning signs, according to experts:

1. Your role and responsibilities haven't changed in a few years or more.

2. You've bounced from employer to employer without much change in job title or salary.

3. You can't remember the last time you learned something new about your industry or field.

4. People hired after you have been promoted faster than you.

5. You're not invited to important discussions or meetings of the kind you used to attend.

6. You have fewer job duties than you used to.

7. Your performance reviews contain terms like "consistently meets expectations" or "adequate performance."

8. No one at work asks for your help -- or no one in your professional network asks for advice.

9. You dread going to work in the morning.

10. Your manager and coworkers stop communicating with you -- in general, your phone rings less and you get fewer emails.

11. You spend a lot of time complaining about work, or and when you tell stories about work, you are the story's "victim," not its hero. Sound familiar? Never fear -- there are plenty of ways to get your career back in the fast lane. Here are some ideas:

Talk to Your Boss

A first step is to address problems head-on. For instance, if you've been stalled in the same position at the same employer, request a copy of the title hierarchy and job descriptions in your organization, says Debra Yergen, author of the Creating Job Security Resource Guide. “Work with human resources and your boss to find out what steps you need to take to move from where you are to the next step up,” she says.

Alternatively, tell your boss you're ready for new challenges and new assignments. If you've been quietly doing your job and keeping your head down, he may not realize that you're feeling unfulfilled.

Ask for What You Need

Alan G. Bauer, president of recruiter Bauer Consulting Group, says you can ask your manager for tips on what you need to improve. Also, he says you can ask your HR department what's going on with an overdue raise. "If your merit increases are lower than your coworkers', there may be an issue,” he says. “The company budgeted a certain amount for salary increases -- if you aren't getting your share, you need to find out why."

Brad Karsh, founder and president of the career-services firm JobBound, says to look for ways to be more effective, efficient and strategic. “Ask your manager about the possibility of a rotational program to see the inner workings of the company and gain fresh perspective and new ideas," he says.

Take Initiative

Karsh also suggests figuring out what keeps your boss up at night. “Find a way to solve that problem,” he says. “You need to be a key player."

You can also take some classes or work toward a degree, suggests Mary Greenwood, author of How to Interview Like a Pro.

Or consider on-the-job training. "If you value continuous learning, you can volunteer for a project that will require new skills,” says executive coach Elene Cafasso. “Perhaps you can transfer to another area of the business or learn what's needed to back up a coworker."

Rick Dacri, author of Uncomplicating Management, suggests getting actively involved in a professional association. “Get a leadership role, speak before the group or write an article for the newsletter, for instance," he says.

Adjust Your Attitude

Negativity is one of the worst career killers. "If you are spending a great deal of your energy moaning and whining about your circumstances, it's time to try and make a new start before you become so emotionally expensive that the organization feels the need to cut you," says Cy Wakeman, author of Reality-Based Leadership.

Identifying your dissatisfaction and taking steps to resolve it is the first step. The next step may be to update your resume and start looking for a new job. "It may be that hanging on to an unhealthy or unproductive employment relationship is what's holding you back,” Yergen says. “I've witnessed a handful of people this year who have identified their dissatisfaction and set a date to quit -- even without a job waiting -- and found something just before or just after the date of their resignation. Sometimes you just have to take that step."

If your career is stalled, perhaps a new career is the right answer. Start exploring options by reaching out to your professional network, job shadowing or talking to your HR department about an internal transfer.

*Aries*

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Last Day


Today marks the end of my fashion career. Tomorrow I'll be on a plane to Italy... and I won't have to wake up at 7 am and deal with rush hour for the next two years. I've paid every bill, saved enough money, bought everything I need, packed both intelligently and fashionably; there are literally no loose ends. It's a great feeling - but I don't feel it yet.

Perhaps it's because I'm still in the office, listening to the same late 2000's pop rock mix and huddling under a sweater. I remember the first time I worked in an office and I was horrified by particular aspects of the corporate culture - the break room jokes, the food talk, the "Happy Monday" greetings, the dress code. It felt a bit like death. Five years later, I engage in the same mindless chatter, and dutifully wear black when told. I even stopped getting manicures because our CEO requires pale polish - I'd rather go nude than wear baby pink. But no more... I can wear whatever I want, wake up whenever I want and go wherever I please. If I feel like I am done with my work at 2pm, I can stop instead of sitting around for four hours surfing the internet and blogging.

Incidentally, I'm done with my work. I just completed my exit interview and got my last check. My boss is out of the country on business......and, I've just decided to skip off early and go see Bad Teacher with my friend David.


Ahh, freedom. I finally feel it now.


*scorpio*

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

VERSACE + H&M= A Cheap Dream


I was trying to hide my boredom at the office when I stumbled across the following article that made my day!

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/06/21/versace-hm-collaboration_n_881031.html#s295592

That's right....Donatella is collaborating with H&M to come out with a very Versace collection available on November 17th. I have always avoided the crazy lines like a plague, but for Donatella I would camp out with the rest of the fashion sickos.

Here is a description:
"The womenswear collection will be dominated by dresses featuring studded leather, silk and colorful print, with accessories including high heels and costume jewellery. The men's collection will focus on sharp tailoring, including 'the perfect tuxedo', as well as belts and jewellery, while for the first time in a designer collaboration at H&M, the collection will include some homeware pieces, including cushions and a bedspread."



Gianni Versace will live on in my heart and my closet.

*Aries*

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Lesson



A great city friend once told me her horrifying tale of mixing one too many antidepressants with alcohol which ended with her blacking out on the subway (alone). When she came to, she was strapped to a hospital bed in Queens. I remember scolding her as she laughed about it.

I am following up on Scoripo's post below with my side of the story to hopefully pass the lesson along! I am so grateful that Scorpio was at my side in an empty bar with three strange men. The last thing I remember was feeling like I needed air and I was following Scorpio to the door. The next thing I knew I was in my apartment tucking myself into bed.....then flashing to Scoripo's face as she shook my leg while some man's arms were propping my head up from behind. At first I thought, I must be dreaming because I left the bar and was in bed at my apartment? Too bad the dream was the other way around. I woke up to the reality that my body just collapsed, in the blink of my own eye.

I have never fainted like that and it is terrifying when you realize how much control you just lost. We all hear horror stories of the many ways women are taken advantage of in an altered state, I was just lucky that I was in the right company Sunday night. The fear and confusion stayed with me throughout the night as I had no idea what I may have injured, my head, my back, my brain cells? I woke up to my leg grazing over the rosary I pulled into bed with me as I prayed not to die in my sleep. I know that sounds dramatic, but I think I was also in a paranoid state. I went to the doctor a few hours later just to be sure it was just a combo of dehydration and inhalation. Luckily, everything came back normal and my body forgave me. I walked around the rest of the day with 2 bloody bandaids over my weak veins, but other than that all is well.


(my view from the chair in the doctor's office)

I have learned a valuable lesson about just how quickly you can lose control and become a victim, even to yourself. I can still say I had a crazy fun New York night that I will remember forever. Scorpio and I gained a lot from that night in many ways.

*Aries*

The Secret

Sunday afternoon started out innocently enough - but it soon became the most crazy/random night of our lives so far in New York.

Aries & I met at 6pm for a drink at The Standard Biergarten. We had a few weak mojitos and decided to grab a quick bite at the new Gansevoort restaurant, Carte Blanche. Over chicken meatballs and cucumber martinis, a plan was formed. Maybe it was the balmy summer evening or a sense of a life without consequence, but soon Aries & I had that mischevious sparkle in our eyes. Our very obviously impared waiter regaled us with stories from his first years in New York for over 45 minutes, while I texted my contacts to see if we could find a little herbal refreshment.

The texts came back - they couldn't help us. Aries, being the more charming of the two of us, sweetly asked our waiter for guidance. Unfortunately, he was fresh out. (His tip did a nosedive after that!) Determined, we pressed on.

Aries and I tried six places including The Spotted Pig, The Jane, Employee's Only... we thought the bartenders might be able to help, but no luck. Soon, we had made our way from Meatpacking down to Greenwich. We stopped in a dive bar for a fortifying shot of Seagrams Sweet Tea Vodka (yum!) and continued our quest. While walking down a random street, we spoke loudly of our dashed dreams. No sooner than I had said defeatedly, "Guess I'll have to take a Xanex instead" did our knights in shining armour appear.

"Xanex?" the man said. He was standing on the streetcorner outside of a shop with his friends. We explained our predicament. Their eyes lit up; they could totally help us. Giving each other a glance of solidarity, Aries and I entered the shop. We both felt at ease with these guys and as we passed it around, we got to chatting. One guy told me he was raised by an adventure junkie - he swam with jellyfish at age 7, sharks at 9. His father was always pushing him to be tougher, and as a result he very rarely feels afraid. The owner of the shop and I chatted about what a great feeling it must be to be your own boss. It was a lovely, relaxed evening. I kept thinking it was like that book, The Secret, that I never read. We believed it would happen - and we reached our (albeit minor) goal.

Aries & I decided to go around 11, after all - it was a school night. After being sworn to secrecy, we started to leave. I looked over at Aries and realized that her face had gone totally pale, even her lips were white. As we were walking out, I turned around to talk to her and see if she was ok, and I realized she wasn't responding. Suddenly, she sank to the floor and completely passed out.

My mind went blank. We all hunched down over her, completely silent. I remember thinking to myself that I should wait before I began to panic. I looked up and locked eyes with the owner; we shared a calm stare. Within five seconds, she was awake again. She sat up slowly and I told her not to worry, she was only out for a few seconds. She kept saying that she'd never passed out before - I'd never seen someone pass out before! We both went outside to get some fresh air and gather ourselves. The men were really helpful, bringing us water and making sure she was feeling better. We figured out that it was probably a mix of the insane amount of walking we did, combined with heat, dehydration, and a little too much of a good thing.

When Aries felt stronger, we thanked the guys profusely and I put her in a cab.

At least now, they'll never forget us!


*scorpio*