Last night I get a Facebook message from a good friend of mine who'd just gotten home from a date... He says, "AGAIN with this Cold
I was at a nightclub in Downtown LA over the weekend, when this older, rather buff, suited gentleman comes sauntering over. Looks-wise he made
"Just go ahead and talk to her, so then maybe, maybe, she'll talk back to you. And you can smile."
*Walking into my elevator to see a man already in there* Man: How you doin today miss? Me: *smiling politely* Fine thanks...and yourself?
We met in Vegas…he had a table with apparently his production team…I was there with a bunch of Jersey dudes (don’t ask). I’m not taken with
My nipples are cold, hard, and pressed against this wooden board…which ironically enough is ALSO very cold and hard! I look through my hair to
For all the years I’ve been blogging about all the fucking I’m NOT doing in this town…I’ve never DRUNK blogged… Until now. I just came home
So…..I’m gonna be on Nightline… Apparently I have the most messaged/visited online dating profile in Los Angeles. MOM! THEY LIKE ME! THEY
In one swift, fluid motion, The Master heads over to the stage, dragging me only by the base of my hair behind him. FUCKING OUCH MAN! If
Now what I didn’t tell you earlier was that Persian Princess is going to the BDSM club for a CLASS TRIP.. AND… She’s pregnant. Allow me