Sunday, January 13, 2013

The Year Of The Boot

So, this whole time I thought I'd Carrie Bradshaw my way through a blog and meet interesting charismatic fellows and live this glamorous lifestyle and wear $500 shoes. Reality check! If you have a blog seriously like 12 people read it and I'd like to thank those that do take the time to read my crazy rants about life.

In all fairness, life isn't like Sex and the City. I own $20 shoes from target and I eat Taco Bell on a good day. My glamorous nights out include me going to local dive bar Barbarella's and dancing my face off with some sweaty stranger. I guess this would make for a more interesting Sex and The City, where hot dogs are considered fine dining and everyone is trying to be indie and hip.

I promised myself in 2013 I'd date more and write about it and live day by day and no more crazy Filofax planners with incomprehensible writing. So, I came up with this plan, probably drunk, about how I'm statistically single so if I have a larger pool I'd be able to find a match. I called this crazy social experiment Das Boot, basically test subject (person I'm dating) has a week to show signs of attraction and after the week is up if no chemistry or spark or ignition has flared they get, 'das boot'. So catastrophically speaking I date 52 guys, best case scenario I find someone.

So, with that being said let the year of Das Boot commence because no one is going to say Ximena you just didn't put your best forward because my response will be a "these boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do one of these days these boots will walk all over you" translation I don't have a pair of $500 Manolo Blahnik but I do have boots.