So a couple of weeks ago after I got back from the Hamptons I realized that I gave myself a profound eye infection with suntan lotion. Because I am certifiably retarded. Thank God for the huge Chanel sunglasses my cousin sold me a few weeks ago, which were very helpful in covering up the bunny eyes I developed as the afternoon progressed. (Important aside here: If anyone would like to buy designer sunglasses at a 25-30 % discount, let me know. Not fakes. Real, straight from the manufacturer -- Chanel, Versace, Bulgari, Coach, Dior.) Anyway, now it would appear that I have an infection in my OTHER eye. Oh woe is me. My contact is about to jump ship which means that I will be left blind and stumbling in high heels at some point this afternoon.
So I like someone. I wish I could tell you guys more about this but he falls into the "inappropriate" category that I have mentioned in previous blogs. Plus, I don't want to jinx it. It's not like he's married or anything. Just inappropriate. It doesn't mean I'm not still out there dating other people. Well, sometimes anyway. Mostly I just make out with my friends in public places. Everytime you think I might be something other than a classless fool, I revert right back to type, don't I?
People keep suggesting that I try Speed Dating but something about it smacks of desperation, even though I know perfectly wonderful, non-desperate people who have done it. Most of the people who keep suggesting that I try it are my friends who are in serious relationships. I think I make them uncomfortable. Any feedback on this would be helpful.
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