With the onset of summer, the New York boys seem to be wearing less and less and less. It makes every day activities, like walking without tripping or running into an unsuspecting tourist, a very difficult task.
I am always surprised at how many more eligible guys seem to inhabit New York in the warmer months. It is like they migrate here from the Midwest to partake of the summer smog and humidity. In reality, they are just waking up from a long winters nap to come out and play. And play they do. Me included.
In the last couple of weeks I have had more dates than I can count. Most of them were first dates and most of which I forgot well before I went home for the evening. Some I tried desperately to forget. I don’t know what that says about me or the guys I choose to date. Either way, I like to think that even a failed date has many redeeming qualities. Continue Reading….