I’ve found in many major cities like London it seems that every other guy I’ve causally meet and am attracted to are rock ‘n roll musicians dreaming to become rock stars. They are cute with funky hairstyles, ‘bad boy’ attitudes and gold jewellery, but for a change I’d like to fall for a more humble artisan type (if there is such a thing); perhaps a shy painter, writer or even a chef would be nice.

I was married to a ‘so called rock star’ and it was stereotypically wonderful and mostly painful. Perhaps this golden dream of young men is popular because it transcends social class, an entertainer icon is like royalty viewed in all its riches and glory.

Also it is my observation that just as many gals dream of meeting their prince and if not secretly, by being a successful groupie. Some gals may want to ‘save’ a self-destructive rocker but it’s more often a desire to live though the fame of another, a double-edged sword and a case of La Femme Fatale. A gal, who already has a rock musician boyfriend, might be cautiously confident about his sudden success; though heady, the relationship will change it’s balance in power dynamics and means she is most likely to have less.

The real truth is a successful rock ‘n roll groupie is as rare as it is for a musician to be a part of a platinum selling rock band. It’s winning the lottery, it takes a gal allot of luck, the right grooming and being in the right place at the right time and that’s just for an introduction. What defines ‘successful’ you may ask? It would not apply if the rock band of choice hasn’t sold at least a million CDs or can’t sell out a stadium concert and lastly if he’s past the age of 30 and still hasn’t made it yet. The truth is the rock ‘n roll industry is as cruelly youth orientated as the modelling world. Jagger and Macca are still doing it because they started fame in their early 20s.

If the rock star is successful, then the definition of a ‘successful’ groupie is exacting, as there are many other girls on this venture that will come and then leave, but basically a successful groupie evolves into a girlfriend and then into a wife. Okay you get the picture; she is not the girl who parties with the band or sleeps with them for weeks vicariously claiming to be a girlfriend without a future marriage certificate. It is through this certificate and contract that a groupie turned girlfriend and then promoted to wifely status that can be assured a financial ticket for support and care after the relationship ends and then again there are no guarantees.

The partnership is intense and an all consuming job and though it is glamorous there’s only a sliver of chance to have the freedom to build a career or attend higher education once you’re both in the fast lane of the entertainment industry. If lucky perhaps the marriage lasts long enough to accommodate self independence and though it’s noble to ‘stand by her man’ the odds are stacked up against her that a rock star will never truly grow up and settle down, even after a glorious wedding and the dream ends. It is a probability as well that successful rock star days are on borrowed time even after the multiple platinum recordings, if not because of drugs and alcohol abuse then by sheer unpopularity and the change of music trends. Would I do it again if given half the chance now? Well, where are the painters, writers and chefs?

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It all starts so promisingly – the internet site that promises love or your money back. As if a refund can make up for the fact you’re still feeling like a spinster aunt after all those failed encounters of the worst kind. But still, you tell yourself ’this time it’s going to work'and armed with your pseudonym and log on details you present yourself in your very best light, changing words like ’cellulite, neurotic and forgetful'to ’curvaceous, determined and full of surprises’. The mistress of reinvention. Within three clicks you’re faced with a range of rugged man-photos, all declaring themselves to be interesting, strong and sensitive. Without a thought that they too have reinvented themselves. Interesting equals self-interested, strong might be describing his body odour , and sensitive means don’t you dare suggest I’m not a real man or I’ll … I’ll stomp off and sulk. Seriously, I have never met a man on an internet date where the description matched the goods. There should be a law against it.
Take Terry (please, do). Generous, warm and sensitive. Yeah right. He generously chose an expensive restaurant then split the bill with a micrometer. Item by item. I seriously thought he was going to count the crumbs from the bread rolls to ensure he hadn’t subbed my meal by a penny more than he intended. All of which suggested he didn’t want to invest in me, that the date had been a disappointment. But he cheerfully looked up from splitting the change (20p in his favour – by now I was watching closely, and feeling mean) and asked if I had my Oyster card. Because, he reasoned, having paid the tube fare to get here, it wouldn’t cost me much more to tube it back to his then home again. Oh, a train fare calculator AND the offer of sex at the end of the line – what girl could refuse. Well, this one did. I left swiftly, leaving him to calculate the cost of a failed date.
Another blind date promised to be ’chatty, entertaining and lively’. I spent the evening trying to make polite conversation with a statue – what do you do, where do you come from, any brothers or sisters …'but getting one word answers, him staring straight ahead. I reasoned he was disappointed in me, maybe the promised goods didn’t look so good in the flesh. But we’d rather daftly booked a set dinner so it was hard for either of us to make our excuses and leave. Then suddenly, somewhere around the cheese course, he turned and clutched my knee and said he found me fascinating and wanted me to go home with him. Somewhat startled, I suggested we didn’t have that sort of chemistry, and it wasn’t the sort of thing I did anyway. He got quite accusatory – my rejection would wound him. I had no idea how to treat men, and anyway, I hadn’t flattered him enough all evening. (Er, run that by me again?) But I could undo the ’damage'and pay him the highest compliment – by going to bed with him. I suggested – somewhat brusquely – that he could pay me the highest compliment by unclasping my knee and letting me go home alone. I left – and this time, he got the whole bill.
Still, undettered, I clicked and clicked again. I met ’rugged'(bully), ’alternative'(lives with mum and has never seen cleaning supplies in his life) and a ’sprightly 45'who I swear qualified for a free bus pass – sixty if he was a day. The internet, the place where we can re-invent ourselves. But gents, if you’re going to meet up, you’re going to be found out. Had you ever thought of that?

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The dating scene is so large today. You could even say its just one big large meat market. Although us females may want to look it at it more romantically. We know the truth the guys out there are choosy. They want the prettiest (even if this involves many painful sessions of liposculpture surgery), smartest, most entertaining gals out there. And even then they don’t know if they 100% want them. Just how long does it take to bag a man engagement ring and all? Seems to be about a year and a half average if there’s no interesting complications. Such as “surprise” little one’s on the way (surprise for at least one anyway) but that’s another story–

So whats the worst type of date ever. Could it be no less, the blind date? A date that your co worker/boss/ friend/mum even set you up on who is just “perfect” for you that you’ve never met in your life. If you get to phone him first that’s always easier. However sometimes not.

What if he’s the most boring person ever on the phone, but actually gorgeous looking in person, just not a talk-on-the-phone longer than necessary type? You know the ones that say ’right see you at 10pm then’. No “how are you”, “what was your day like”, “so whats new?” or is it just us women that do that.

But what if he’s the most excellent ever conversationalist, can talk about so many subjects under the sun, even has a sense of humour, and you could just talk for hours on end. Then watch out ‘cause after you see him you probably won’t have much you want to say. This one is probably a bonafide geek with feminzed features. You might even be taller than him (and stronger). Forget the muscle tone he-man look. Then again he might be rich. So all good in the end then. You see you can never know. Best to stop what if-ing, get off the phone-or maybe not even call at all and give that blind date a chance after all.

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After spending many an evening on disastrous date after disastrous date, the final straw came when I was in a club (not having a mid-life crisis it was sons friends birthday party) and a spotty pubescent somethingager came over, wiped his nose on his sleeve and whispered the words, “You’re quite fit, fancy a bunk up?”

Realising that I wasn’t going to find loves true dream in a rave (where let’s be honest most of the people there should have been looking into appointments at tattoo removal Maidenhead). I took the plunge and put an ad in a lonely hearts column. Yes, shock horror- what on earth possessed me? After sifting through the nutcases and totally insane I replied to a guy who sounded quite normal and had a sense of humour. We conversed by email for a while and then I made the plunge and called him. Was presently surprised by his voice and we spent quite a while shooting the breeze. A few more phone calls later and we decided to take the next step and meet up- for lunch.

As I walked into the bistro I spotted a rather tasty looking guy at the bar, unaccompanied and looking like he was wating for someone. How wrong can a wrong woman be! My ’date’was sat in a corner, picking his nose with a well-used handkerchief, which he then put on the table. I didn’t manage to swing round fast enough and he leapt out of the seat like a Jaguar. I still don’t know how I got through the lunch. Apart from his appearance, the smell of him, his rather unsightly table manners, or lack of them, he spent the whole time telling me of his previous partners wrong doings and how he was going to get back at her. As I made some excuse to leave he actually said to me “So I feel the vibe, don’t you?”

How wrong can a wrong man be?

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Oh the good the bad and the ugly. I have had all three, dating is such a minefield. I’ve been dating online since meeting a bloke in London has proved so difficult. Especially working in the city where all the suits go boozing after work and lying about whether they’re married. Oh yes, that’s the bad lot. What on earth possesses a man to go out boozing with his work colleagues and end up ditching them, and his wife, to try and crack on to me? Well, obviously it is just for one thing. They think that a woman who shows some interest in him is saying yep, I’ll have a quickie with you. Well thank you but no thanks. so, I gave up on allowing men to flatter me in city bars. It really isn’t all that glitzy, maybe I’m just getting older.

Now for the ugly. So, after years of being let down by men saying they weren’t married but actually were I thought I’d try a singles website. Sure, I was expecting there to be a few guys who blatently lied, but not quite so many. Their pictures generally turn out to be x years old, not of them or airbrushed to death. I’m getting bored of this dating lark. There must be someone out there who’s genuine?

And finally, what I hear you say about the good? Well, I’m still looking for Mr Good. To be honest I truly believe that he doesn’t exist, and I’m waiting to be proved wrong. My friends keep sending me on blind dates which cuts out the scary part of knowing whether the guy is who and what he claims to be.

The whole thing however has made me insanely vain, the other day I went online and I typed in the phrase ‘Facial veins‘. I know what you are all surmising about me right now, especially you Bren. The fact is I know there are so many other things that I could do with my money. But it is something that has been haning over my head forever, I think I am just going to get it done. What do you think?

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You know you have had those days when you have gone outside and forgot your SPF sunscreen. We all know that a day in the sun without protection can cause a serious sunburn. Besides the occasional forgetfulness, some people are not even aware of the importance of SPF.

SPF comes in many levels anywhere from a lower protection of 2 to a higher protection level of 50. What it does is blocks out the harmful UVB rays of the sun that causes skin damage and cancer. That is why it is so important to apply it before you step outside. Also, you want to be sure to keep applying it throughout the day, especially if you are swimming or sweating a lot. For best protection, apply it at least 20 minutes before you go outside. So, the next time you decide you would like to have a day of fun in the sun, be sure to bring your SPF because none of us want to look like Xena Warrior Princess on a bad day!

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Landing pages are extremely important when trying to make money online. There are a few things you need to consider when creating a landing page that is going to make you wealthy, because if you follow some proven tips, it will make you wealthy.

First, design your landing pages so they are relevant to your visitors searches. You do this through keywords. Make your keywords as specific as possible. For instance, instead of using the keyword “candle” (which is too broad), make it more specific, such as “soy candle” or “orange scented candle”. Because they are more specific, there is more of a chance you will make sales. Be sure to sprinkle those keywords throughout your page.

Keep your landing page simple but direct. If there is too much flashy pictures and colors, etc. your visitors will get distracted. Also, offer your customer several options to buy. Place a purchase button several times throughout your page instead of just at the bottom. Visitors that visit long landing pages tend not to want to scroll all the way to the bottom and usually click off once they get board.

Landing pages are your key to wealth in any business. They are your chance to make a good first impression. So, be sure to create them with your visitor’s interest in mind.

The Mad man tour news.
Right guys, I’ll probable talk to you in person but the Amsterdam part of the trip worked out. If your having trouble finding a place their are a bunch of Amsterdam hostels here. Alan, Kathleen and me are booked in StayOkay (Vondel park).

Don’t forget this time you will be sorting out your own accomdation, So please don’t leave this until the last minute. We can’t keep track on everyone, their are just too many people coming.

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For BBWs, (also known as Big Beautiful Women), finding romance can be tough, especially online. Just visit any site offering online personals. Around 95% of them will talk about how much they don’t want women who are overweight. And, if a BBW responds to them, more than likely her email will get ignored.

So, what can a BBW do? Should she rush right out to a cosme store and buy a miracle product? There are some options, some genuine treatments that can help to reduce weight fast. Both liposuction and things like smart lipo are now well used safe proceedures that many people do use. But what if a BBW doesn’t want to do these things? People who are insensitive to weight issues say she should eat less and exercise more. If she does these two magic things, she will become worthy of a man’s affection.

Well, while maintaining a healthy weight is important, a man must accept a woman as she is. That’s why single BBWs shouldn’t wait until they’re a size 6 to find a man. Instead, they need to exert confidence right now, and seek romance even if the dating world seems more daunting.

Of course, there are venues that may make BBWs more comfortable. BBW dating sites are an example. These sites connect BBWs with men who don’t mind dating heavier women. Some even prefer it.

Yet, what about people who say that these men are just “chubby chasers” looking for easy sex? Well, while such men are on these networks, there are also men who are more genuine. Besides, even regular dating sites have men who only desire one night stands. The only difference is that they want their date to fit society’s definition of thin and beautiful.

However, I don’t want to give the perception that BBWs can’t find love on traditional dating sites either. In fact, if they respond to enough personals, eventually numbers win. They just have to stay persistent and treat their romantic life as seriously as they would anything else.

In conclusion, don’t think that just because you’re a BBW you can’t find romance. With online dating sites and BBW networks, you have the advantage of communicating with many men at a time. And, if one man doesn’t take you, I guarantee you there will be another one out there– you just have to respond to their profile.

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Yippee. I’m single. a lot of people would freak at the thought of ever being happy on their own. I don’t understand that. you can have so much fun on your own. no-one in your face to criticise or steal your time. you are your own person. making your own decisions, choices, way through life. there’s lots of email marketing going around selling dating websites. I can see the attraction. for those insecure people out there who need someone else to cling on to make themselves feel whole. it’s a shame really. being alone, living without the crutch of another person is such a liberating experience. you learn a lot about yourself. what you like. what you don’t like. I never realised I loved staying up late, all night sometimes, just to watch the sun rise. watching the sun set is like switching off the light, but seeing the sun rise in a morning, the twilight before the sun breaks the horizon, is the most magical time of the day. it is the dawn of the day. now I’ve lived alone I don’t think anyone could ever meet my expectations. now I hear you say that I must be lonely. why don’t I crave the feelings of sharing my life with someone else. to me, life is just better alone. don’t get me wrong. I love dating guys. seeing someone in the office, catching their eye by the coffee machine. I enjoy dating too, though recently one guy took me to an art exhibition and would not stop talking about his job. I mean guys, be serious, does a girl really want to hear about the pvc banners that your company makes? No. it’s not that interesting. so get over it. turns out he was still working – the banners for the exhibition venue were his.

So, I’ll enjoy my single life, with a little fun along the way. It’s the open path – all posibilities and no limitations. Nerds need not apply. Geeks could be considered.

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Too many times people will find themselves wishing they were once again single when they are dating someone and then wishing they had someone when they are single. The goal is to make sure that you are truly happy with everything you have going on when you are single. For some reason, people tend to feel incomplete when they are single and spend a lot of time looking for the right person to feel some void that they feel. Time and money is spent trying to attract the oposite sex, from the girls who buy cosmetics by the truckload, to the guys spending hours down the gym in order to enhance their physical appearance. This is not the best thing in the world to do as people will often find themselves in relationships that were not meant to be or are dangerous simply because they felt rushed to find someone.The best thing to do is to truly enjoy being single. Think about all of the extra time you have now that you are single. You could spend a little time learning something new, go to your nearest coffee shop and fill up a cup of joe from the coffee machine, finish reading a few books you have had on your “to read” list, or concentrate on getting in better physical shape. This time is the time to spend on yourself. Pamper yourself a little and do things that will not only make you happy but will improve your overall personality, knowledge, and skill set. Go traveling, see the world, buy a camper van and live in it whilst seeing new and exciting places (though if you do that, don’t make my mistake and you should buy caravan insurance, you never know when you might forget to blow all your candles out!)By taking your focus off of finding the perfect mate and just enjoying life, you could very well end up finding a great person for you through the hobbies you enjoy. Take things slow and concentrate on what you need and everything else will naturally fall into place. After all, when you do find the perfect mate, you will have the rest of your life with that person. Now is the time to enjoy being single and take care of everything you need to, and would like to, before you find the person to spend forever with. And if you do wait, you could find out that the perfect Dr Chase is just around the corner…

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