Exes have described me as, "A hurricane," "too much," and "the most confident person I've ever known." I like being the kind of woman Beyonce sings about (though that Beyonce song is one of my iPod's secret shames) and would prefer a guy who's not easily intimidated. This is easier said than done. (Sometimes I blame your mothers for circumcising you.) I'm pretty low maintenance when it comes to good lovin'. I just want a BFF in the person I'm boinking. I think it can be done.
I just moved back to L.A. after 12 years in NYC. I say "back to L.A." cos I was here in 2004 working on craptastic reality TV. I love NYC but need to be here to make some dreams a reality. (Incidentally, I love L.A. too. Especially the part where I get to wear summer dresses all year.)
My Ideal Person:
You have a good relationship with your mother/sisters, you're funny, you're creative, you're lovable, you've got a big juicy brain, you genuinely care about people you've never even met, you're confident when naked (and when you tell me funny, self-deprecating anecdotes), you don't embarrass easily, and you think Marilyn was sexier than Audrey.
You should also be willing to dress up as Spider-Man and tickle me, but that's only if our relationship advances. (I don't do tickling on the first date.)
The last great book I read Just one book ain't gonna cut it.
Shirley Jackson's The Lottery and Other Stories. SCREW THE LOTTERY! That story is NOTHING compared to the magic of Ms. Jackson (if you're nasty.) I could literally eat this book, I love it so much. I love all of Capote but Music For Chameleons is heart-stopping. Mary Gaitskill's Bad Behavior is warped and gorgeous. (I couldn't ride in an elevator with strangers for a while after reading it.) I'm so hot and heavy for Lorrie Moore right now. Mark Twain breaks my heart and cracks me up. I find him most difficult to read in public because I look like someone who just got off their meds.
Five items I can't live without Floss, a firm mattress, DJs who play new wave 80's, a pad of paper, and a pen. (Honestly - you don't wanna know me if these things vanish from my world!)
In my bedroom one will find... A chandelier orbited by disco balls.
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