No time for details

No time for details. My heart is shattered. Mr. Tattoo's is gone and I am scared to death of being alone these days - no - any day. Where do I go now? What do I do? This isn't rhetorical. I need answers.

He loves me. But he's not in love with me anymore. What?

Snag your Man "The Celeb Way"

So none of my family really knows about this new guy in my life - only ONE girlfriend. No coworkers, no updates on Facebook/Myspace (don't participate in them), not mommy not daddy - He's my DIRTY Little Secret. And - I have to tell you it feels really nice. There is no pressure to impress anyone with the current standings of our courtship or the fact that he got me a dinky gift that my aunt doesn't see fit (when I really adore it's thought).


Is dating in secret, they way celebrities date - the healthiest way to cultivate a true RELATIONSHIP between the two of you? Is this the new way to date?


"Elle, who's that you're with? Are you two together? How's the sex? Is he taken?"

"Sorry, no comment. Some things you have to leave to the imagination. He's - uh.. a friend."



"Dating Quietly". Hmmm? Jessica Simpson and Tony Romo seem to be doing just fine, although the first part of their relationship was done in secret. Jen Aniston and John Mayer are engaged, but refused to expose their relationship until there was a solid foundation. For once - can something good come out of the Hollywood Hills? You can jinx a relationship by defining its' boundaries way too prematurely. Labels only act as binding mechanisms which generally make men run as fast as they can! The only binding they ever want to participate in involves bedposts.

If you really think about it, in love stories/movies/books/cliches - the sweetest and truest relationships are between best friends. People who feel no pressure to be with each other, but they simply enjoy each others' company and humor with no stress!

So why even call him your boyfriend? Mr. Tattoos is the sweetest bad boy I have ever met in my life, but if the union isn't strong enough in a month or so to withstand the intense presure of 'boyfriend and girlfriend', it'll crack. That doesn't necessarily mean it will crumble - but it won't be AS firm and supportive. (His butt looks firm. And I am his #1 Supporter of all those hours he logs in the gym doing squats - ahh, sorry, side tracked! I'm an ASS MAN if you can't already tell! LOL)

It will probably be hard to apply the brakes when I am falling so hard for this yummy snack, BUT I want to take this SUPER slow and really get to know him, and show him how FABULOUS I can be without all the pressure on his side. By the time he realizes my charms, he'll WANT to put the pressure on! I don't mean for this to sound like games, it's more like "Male Strategizing".

I can deal with HUSH HUSH. Let's give em something to talk about! *Me-oW* I want to develop a connection, or at least a good friendship (If all else fails, he's a great guy to fool around with) <---- I meant "joke around/laugh/play" by that, however I thought I would leave the aforementioned phrasing in tact for your own pleasure.


How do you feel about the "Celeb Way" to start dating a man? Does it merely give him the opportunity to abuse the lack of boundaries you intentionally left undrawn? Any personal experiences or remarks?

Hit me with your best shot! I'll post my favorites in upcoming posts!!

He Kissed ME!

The snow messed up my plans! Oh, What's a girl to do! When...

*Knock Knock* (Thank God I was dressed) My prince! On his royal white steed! No- there in his adorable Timberlands with a coffee from Dunkin and the most adorable smile on his face! Those eyes, those tattoos, that smile, those muscles!

He came in, we watched part of the movie Clue and flipped around the telly (wish I was British and could really say that) and we laughed and updated each other on the past week or so.

Ahhh! He saved the day! In the simplest sweetest way! So I got my cuddles, I got some caffiene (amidst a blizzard) Now he has to get going, in no way shape or form was he spending the night at my place! He isn't that lucky!

So I walk him to the door and we say our goodbyes - he turns around to walk away - AND THEN "Just one more thing" .... and then ( I know RIGHT! )... oh my god. THEN! I recieved the most wonderful, blood rushing, make my knees weak, hair stand on end plant on the lips! (Thank God I slept with medicated chapstick on last night! The wind and cold is ruining my pout!)

A kiss in the snow! A kiss from HIM! My God it was SO much better than I ever thought it could ever be! He nibbled he sucked he teased, he held me so tight! Then slowly released his superhero grasp from around my waist, rubbed my friggen nose with his! (Um eskimo kissed already? That's honeymoon play!) And told me to have a good night! NO SHIT IM GONNA HAVE A GOOD NIGHT!

I'm sorry if this post is a bit ambiguous or scatter brained. He kissed ME! I feel like I'm 14 years old!

I can't type right now! I have to go perform a whole multitude of chick flick cliches and jump up and down, then take a huge deep breath and smile, and fall back on my bed gracefully thinking about his warm touch and that candy tongue and those eyes!

'Scuse me - I have to go cool down! In case my description wasn't good enough, watch the video beloq. These kisses are *comparable* but nothing NEAR what I have just experienced. A little melodramatic you say? - So SUE ME! My blog, my feelings. It was good! Damn good.