Archive for October, 2010

Let’s Do Lunch!

Friday, October 29th, 2010

Pho

If you’re really committed to the idea of finding that special someone, then you have to have to put the time in. But where to find it these days? Between work and a hectic social schedule, finding time to squeeze in that extra date can prove somewhat of a challenge. The solution? Sometimes like your lunch, your dating schedule has to be “on the go”. More and more I hear about friends opting out of working lunches in favour of dating lunches. So, let’s do lunch.

A great lunch date venue has to be Pho. Promising “Vietnam in a bowl”, this restaurant has a fast paced environment and doesn’t waste time in getting the food out to you. So busy you can’t book in advance, if it’s just the two of you then you can find your seats pretty quickly. Pho’s are considered the national dish of Vietnam and is essentially noodle soup made with fresh stock, herbs and spices. Served in big bowls with ladles, the concept is fun though you might want to bring a bib as it can get messy! A few locations dotted around London, you can dash in, date and be back at your desk within the hour.

VapianoVapiano on Great Portland Street is another excellent option especially if you like your Italian food fast and furious. Queue up canteen-style for authentic Italian cuisine in a well decorated restaurant where you can watch the chefs making fresh pasta throughout the day. There is no service in this restaurant so you can dictate your own pace whether you’re keeping it short and sweet or taking a long lunch. If you can manage the whole Oyster card concept, then you’ll love the mechanical like efficiency of the self service option.

Like Dim Sum? Have your lunch date meet you at Ping Pong. Spread out in eight different locations in London, it’s a favourite of celebrity types like Kate Winslet, David Schwimmer and Danii Minogue. Like Vapiano the ordering process is independent of service where you’re given a paper menu and it’s very much a case of ticking the right boxes. Everything is quick and it’s easy to re-order more food. The duck sticky rice, pork puffs and green lipped mussels are a particular house favourite and the sharing opportunities make it a great option for a date. Each dish presents a talking point. Ping Pong is essentially a modern take on a traditional Chinese tea house so enjoy the experience and finish lunch with a traditional flower tea or one of their exotic cocktails.

ping-pong-london Things seem to move so quickly at the moment and though it’s hard to keep up sometimes, we have to adapt and learn to compartmentalize our time. It’s all about proportions. How we divide up our free time is important and when it comes to dating, the more time – even that extra hour once a week during lunch can make all the difference.

We’re All Going On A Blonde Holiday!

Wednesday, October 27th, 2010

The nights are getting darker and temperatures have dropped to the point where I no longer feel like  I’m running around London, rather I’m braving the icy winds of the Arctic and monsoon-like sleet. Standing in long commuter queues as the rush hour crowd battle each other down Oxford Circus and I can’t help but dream of warmer times spent in the sun.

Maldives

Perfect holiday? Just add blondes

If you are also in the same frame of mind gentlemen, there is a holiday that might tempt you away, lead you astray and who knows, you might never even come back. The stuff that only dreams are made of – why not take a vacation to the Island of Blondes? An Eastern European travel company started by those goodlooking girls at Olialia, The Island of Blondes is a luxury getaway destination that will be built in the Maldives and the entire workforce will be comprised solely of young blonde beauties.

Everyone on the holiday resort, set to open in 2015 HAS to be blonde. Brilliant stuff. Even the plane that you take to the island will be piloted by blondes. The MD Giedre Pukiene told The Stylist that the aim is recruit smart, educated young (and of course attractive) women to populate and run the island, explaining that “the girls are very smart and they have degrees”. Well, there you have it. If you’re desperate for escapism and you can hang on until 2015, get to the Maldives, hang out with the natives and let us know if blondes really do have more fun…

This Year’s Top Halloween Costumes

Tuesday, October 26th, 2010

Halloween is almost upon us and if you have not already sorted your costume out, as this is my favourite holiday (possibly even more so than Christmas) I have been trawling through this year’s Halloween costume hot lists and so far these beauties have come out on top.

Mark ZuckerbergLady Gaga

Financial markets are in disarray and the New York Times tells us that its all about “corporate horror” and with Facebook being reported as worth $33 billion and its revenue at a gorgeous $1.5 billion, the Mark Zuckerberg Halloween mask is one of the favourite options this year. At the very top of the list, is Lady Gaga. Her outlandish and at times just plain freakish attire (think meat dress) means that there are options a plenty to parade like a true monster.

Anna WintourSnooki

When it comes to scary, the ice queen of the fashion world, Anna Wintour, is also a “costume” many of you will be sporting. It’s easy enough to put together: you just need a blonde bob wig, ridiculous oversized glasses and then accessorise with a scowl. Done. Fans of Jersey Shore will be hitting the streets this weekend in their Snooki costumes. Cleavage, cleavage, cleavage and lots of trash gold jewellery is all you need to pull off the Snooki look.

Justin BieberTwilight

Teeny boppers worldwide will be combing their hair over in manifestations of their bizarre obsessions with teenage pop prince, Justin Bieber. Possibly the most talked about celebrity (scientists are still fathoming the reasons why), this is a truly scary option. And last, but certainly not least, it has never been more appropriate to dress like a vampire. Annoyingly nicknamed “Rpatz” (Robert Pattinson) and “Kstew” (Kristen Stewart), the loved up couple of the Twilight series are this year’s couples costume, so get your fangs out! Still unsure as to what I’ll be wearing as I’ve pretty much done it all, after much deliberation, it was suggested that I try “the demon blogger of Fleet Street”?  Whatever you get up to this Halloween, make sure it’s a thriller!




One Funeral And Possibly One Wedding

Friday, October 22nd, 2010

Just when I think I’ve heard all things weird and wonderful about first dates, first encounters and dating experiences in general, there is always something that comes along and surprises me. Last night a good friend phoned me to tell me she had met someone. My friend is one of many who are serial daters and therefore is a constant source of inspiration to me, but the latest tale tops them all.

They had met five years ago in a club in their home town, found a dark corner and had been smooching each other all night. There was definitely chemistry though he was moving away and at the end of the night they didn’t exchange details. A few years on she saw some of his photos on Facebook through a mutual friend’s feed and decided to friend request him. After exchanging pleasantries online (see our guide to online dating), they took things to the next level and picked up a phone. They would spend hours each night talking over their interests and swapping experiences until one day she didn’t hear anything from him.

Four Weddings and A Funeral

Are you more likely to find love at a funeral than a wedding?

After prodding him with a casual text, he responded and apologised for not being in touch. His dad had died. My poor friend didn’t know what to do! It turns out that he asked if she wouldn’t mind attending the funeral with him. Now, to most people this would seem a little strange, but they shared childhood friends and most of them would be there as well. Where the comedy is in this fairly macabre tale is that my friend still found it in herself to prepare for the funeral as she would for a first date (as it essentially was their first date!)

“I had to go and buy all neutral makeup!” she told me as it was important that she looked good but also respectful. It’s safe to say my friend is certainly very colourful when it comes to getting ready to go out! In fact, it took her 3 hours to prepare, she had even bought a new dress. Things went well. She was supportive and the perfect shoulder to cry on. Everyone got a bit drunk and he ended up back at her place. They have been inseparable ever since…

It’s a strange one even though love and death are always seen as inextricably linked. A long time ago, a poet named William Blake often mused about the “marriage hearse” and on a lighter note, I have a friend who will always wear all black to weddings because he can’t see the difference between a wedding and a funeral! It certainly brings new meaning to the vows “till death do us part”.

When in Chile…

Thursday, October 21st, 2010

It might surprise you to discover that there are lot´s of things going on in this mad world of ours and unless you´ve been hibernating on another planet, you´ll have undoubtedly followed the progress of the Chilean miners and their heroic escape to safety. After being stuck down a mine for the best part of two months, the 39 miners were freed in a lengthy and dramatic government operation.

Barrios Rojas

Man and mistress

Whilst everyone was praising the heroism of the miners and the efforts of the rescue team, I couldn´t help be more than amused at the story of the miner whose wife and mistress were confronted with one another at Camp Esperanza.

Yonni Barrios Rojas had been married to wife Marta Salinas for 35 years and had been messing around with mistress Susana Valenzuela (who is 11 years younger than his wife) for 5. I can´t be alone in seriously hoping they will make a movie out of this whole escapade as you couldn´t write this stuff.

One of the latest and most interesting developments of the Chilean love triangle is that Barrios has been approached by dating website, Ashleymadison.com, which specialises in matching up adulterers, to be their official spokesperson! The New York Post reported that he had been offered $100,000 to be the name behind the site. As far as things go, being publicly rewarded for having a mistress is probably a first but when in Chile…

Online adventures: Regression without Regrets

Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
picture of drinks

Drinks, drinks & more drinks

He broke my heart when I was 16. Fourteen years on, I bumped into him again online. Back in the teenage days there was mischief galore: excess of everything, trouble with the police, clubbing missions, going awol for days, giving our parents the run around. Extreme naughtiness.

When I received his message and checked out his profile, he looked just as I remembered. We arranged a get together immediately.

The date was one of my best – we had a top-notch catch up, laughed uncontrollably, and reminisced for hours whilst knocking back the cocktails. We did a multitude of bar hopping and what can only be described as running round town like teenagers.

The teenage theme was continued at closing time. My flat was being renovated so I was staying at my parents’ and he had a three week gap between rented properties so was staying with his folks. We didn’t want the night to finish, so with drink-clouded minds we decided the only course of action was to go back to…his parents’ place, to continue the fun.

As the taxi got nearer, it was like a trip down memory lane – places and land marks. We tip-toed in and went upstairs to the spare room and the incredibly small single bed (a fact not disclosed in the after-party location discussions). We both passed out immediately, and the next thing I knew, his mum was speaking through the door, offering him a cup of tea. The last time I saw his mum, I was under fierce interrogation for the alleged smoking of ‘funny fags’ (her terminology, not mine). We looked at each other, muffled our laughter, and planned our exit strategy in whispers.

I’m sure his parents really wouldn’t have minded that I’d stayed over (we were now both 30 after all), but we decided that sneaking out without being ‘busted’ would be a much more fitting end to our get-together. We made a silent dash when his mum was on the phone and giggled all the way to the train station.

It had been pure regression. I felt 16 again, and it was clear that we were still besotted by each other, but this time as friends. I love the unpredictability of my online adventures.

Regression and recycling…we love it. If you enjoyed this check out our post “Do You Have the Ex Factor?”

Latest Obsession: The Book Club

Monday, October 18th, 2010

It gives me great pleasure to announce that I’ve found a new haunt. The Book Club in Shoreditch has lately been catering to all my weekend needs. I first went when my flatmate’s friend celebrated her birthday there and even though we didn’t rock up until after midnight, the party was in full swing and both upper and lower levels were packed wall to wall.

Most of the crowd are West End regulars so a night at The Book Club was something that was delightfully different. Cocktails are fun and they lightly jest at East London stereotypes: names like “Don’t go to Dalston” and “Shoreditch t**t” remind us that whilst at TBC, not to take things too seriously. Drink at the bar upstairs where things a little bit more chilled or venture downstairs where the decor is dark wood furniture, exposed brick and lots of dark corners….TBC

You could almost be at a youth club with a pool table, Pac Man and other old arcade games and if that’s not enough there are opportunities to demonstrate your prowess in table tennis (they also hold tournaments!). This weekend, some friends of mine were heading to The Book Club for their Electro Swing night (also a new obsession) and also to see the live music set so I decided to join in on the fun and games. Arriving much earlier this week, we were in time to grab some food and the chicken fajitas sharing plates were a hit with the whole group!

A few hours later and we had ditched our table in favour of the dancefloor and were soon enjoying the live music. Electro Swing is now exploding on the UK dance scene with its frivolous vintage melodies matched with lively house beats, it keeps things fun. Leaving around closing time, we were back there again for Sunday morning breakfast (seriously hoping that the staff wouldn’t recognise us). Nursing hangovers over bacon and eggs, I also realised the place’s potential as a great breakfast venue – Sunday papers, magazines and Bloody Mary’s was the perfect combination for chilled end of weekend activities. If you’re a bit of a culture vulture, they also host talks with guest speakers and live debates, poetry readings, film screenings during the week.  Saturday night dinner+drinks+club and Sunday breakfast, a weekend at The Book Club is a perfect option for a date weekend. Trust me, you couldn’t go wrong!

Online Adventures: Welcome To Cougar Town

Friday, October 15th, 2010

I’m heavily embroiled in all the social networking and dating sites – I’m always online. Contrary to the belief of most employers, it’s a great way to pass the working day.

PIcture of cougar town cast

Welcome to my very own Cougar Town

The key anomaly between my real life and my online life is my age. Online I either remain silent on this point, or stick rigidly to a youthful 27 years, the reality being that I am almost 31. My aging policy being one virtual year for every three years that pass in the real world. This approach works fine until the offline world and online worlds meet…

I met a gorgeous boy on a West End night out and there was an instant mutual attraction. Many drinks later the question of age arose. I surprised myself when “I’m 27” rolled off my tongue as easily in the real world as it did online. He was 26.

I couldn’t wait to date him; there were nice dinners, boozy days out and bbq’s in the park.  But you need a good memory to be a good liar – before long he slipped up and revealed that he was in fact 22. I found myself right in the middle of a double age lie. And a double age lie that meant I would have left sixth form before he’d started senior school, when I was having my first sip of cider in the park at 14, he was 6, and the icing on Pinocchio’s cake – he’d never heard of Grange Hill!

I confessed as well and our reactions to the discovery of the truth couldn’t have been more different. His exact words were, “That’s awesome!” The older women thing often being a draw for guys. My immediate thought was about what his mum would say to me about taking advantage of her little boy. I’m still trying to resolve my internal turmoil as to why I’m so attracted to the young ones… watch this space.

The Dating Monologues: Typecasting And Breaking Moulds

Thursday, October 14th, 2010
Once upon a time during a champagne fuelled afternoon at a beach club… ”It’s possible to spot a scouser from a mile away”, I tell him as his eyes stray towards a goodlooking girl in a red bikini. “How’s that?”, he chuckles. “I don’t know, I just can. Call it a built-in radar.” A few months on during colder days he asks me why it seems that Scouse girls seem to have their eyebrows coloured differently to their hair, as if I’m now suddenly his go-to authority on the Liverpool aesthetic.

It reminded me of a time when a friend of mine warned me away from guy I had just started dating and told me to “be careful” because he apparently “looks like a Daily Mail reader”. Ok, fair enough. Faux newsworthy comics masquerading as quality journalism has never really been my kind of thing either but is this really a valid reason not to date someone? I ignored her and sure enough, he turned out to be a complete, well…the type of person who would read the Daily Mail!

The Daily Mail Reader

Could this have been the love of my life?

When we meet people we tend to categorise them. Upon a first introduction, our brains are busy organising information into little social filing cabinets. Or if you’re more like me and less organised, messy piles of yes, no and maybe. It goes way past what someone looks like -that test is passed or failed instantaneously. Where they are from, what do they do, how they talk, eye contact, dress sense, I could go on forever. But basically, we filter this information and apply our own learned social algorithms in order to make a judgement on that person. Hence, why my friend’s assessment of the Daily Mail reader seemed to pigeon hole him quite nicely and his entire personality was typecast based upon his reading choices. The same way my scouse radar would detect certain aesthetic markers that told me that a particular person was from that specific region (for the record, I am a scouser).

I then went on to ask someone how they saw me and if they could categorise me, where would they put me. At first they struggled (I put this down to his efforts to be diplomatic) and then reeled off a list of my likes and dislikes. They weren’t really the answers I was looking for but what it demonstrated was the difficulty in pinpointing what data you actually use in describing someone. It’s pretty much done automatically based on past experiences with different types - stereotypes – of people. It’s difficult to see people without looking at them through the tainted stains of others on your memory. Daily Mail readers = no go zone!

That said, we shouldn’t forget lessons of bad relationships or dates but wouldn’t it also be nice to give someone the benefit of the doubt every once in a while? You might find yourself pleasantly surprised. Trust me on this one and soon enough I’ll dish the dirt and tell you why.

The World’s Most Important Cheerleader Parties in London

Wednesday, October 13th, 2010
Hayden+Panettiere+leaving+Fountain+Studios

Hayden leaves X Factor Studios

When the entire human race is not depending upon her for survival, Hayden Panettiere (the cheerleader from Heroes) has been spotted out and about in our fair capital. Leaving the fate of the world in the hands of others, the young actress flew to London last Friday to spend the weekend doing, well what the rest of us were doing it seems. Partying and watching X Factor.

In London to attend the Alpha and Omega premiere with some wolf cubs, Panettiere spent the weekend on the London scene. She was front row Saturday night at Fountain Studios where she was joined by fellow yank celebs, ex Pussycat Doll Kimberley Wyatt and Usher, who performed a mash-up of hit (and slightly annoying) singles OMG and DJ Got Us Falling In Love.

Hayden+Panettiere

With boxer boyfriend at Boujis

The first of the many live shows to come, I’m hoping Miss Panettiere was not as bored as the rest of us with what was a very lacklustre and ridculously long beginning to Britain’s biggest reality circus.

Photographed leaving the X Factor studios in Wembley, North London, it was time for Hayden to throw on her glad rags for a night in South Kensington hotspot, Boujis.

She partied until the small hours with boyfriend and Ukrainian heavyweight boxer, Wladimir Klitschko before returning to their hotel. Some might say its a bizarre love match for the petite actress (he is 6′6 and 13 years her senior), but then again a boxer and a superhero doesn’t seem all that bizarre. Probably about as strange as a footballer and a lapdancer!