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WhyDid Wisdom: Do Something Special

By |July 8th, 2010|WhyDid Wisdom|

2010_inviteI’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. No amount of concealer, spackle, gloss, or glitter is going to make an ugly inside pretty.  True beauty starts from the inside out and no, I’m not talking about taking your vitamins (although this is totally essential too). The best way to glow from within is to do something for someone else. Lucky for you, WhyDid has a perfect way to do something special while having fun in the meantime.

Come join WhyDid and our fabulous friends from the Young Professional Committee for a fun filled evening of hors d’ouevres cocktails, socializing, and a silent auction all benefiting a truly wonderful cause. Silent auction items include:

* Vacation Package: 4 night stay in Buenos Aires, Argentina & $500 US Airways gift card
* NYC Package: 1 night at Marriott Renaissance hotel & 2 VIP tix to Late Night with Jimmy Fallon
* Health & Fitness Package: 6 month nutrition & wellness program with a Holistic Health Counselor & His Body fitness apparel
* Beauty package: 2 hour consultation with a personal stylist & hair & nails by a celebrity stylist
* Gourmet package: Must have kitchen gadgets
* Botox and restylane treatments with dermatologist Dr. Paul Friedman
* Four Mets tickets in a luxury suite
* Four Yankees tickets
* Stuart Weitzman clutch
* Mario Romano leather clutch
* Kooba Bag
* Ralph Lauren Cable knit Cashmere Throw Blanket
* Scott Kay Earrings
* La Grande Hatbox from Vosges Haut Chocolat

Advance tickets are available at: www.sony.kintera.org/summersocial2010. We better see you there!

xx,

WhyDid

Why Did You Date Him: … Just Right!

By |July 7th, 2010|Why Did You Date Him?|

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Not so long ago I wrote about not being able to have it all in regards to footwear, but I’m starting to wonder if this also carries over into your love life. Since my last serious relationship I have dated a bit here and there but have not been able to find someone who I would even consider being totally committed to. I’ve met some really great and interesting men, but in each case, they seemed to be missing something.

This became blatantly clear to me recently when I was seeing a few guys at once (that’s right, fellas, ladies can juggle too). Each of the gentlemen that I was seeing possessed something that interested me, but lacked in other areas. Suddenly I felt like Goldilocks and the three dudes.

The first guy was incredibly good looking (like so good looking my friends gasped when they saw his photos), sweet, and funny. On paper and in theory, he is most certainly someone I should have wanted to nest with. I trusted him, he was respectful of me, and most importantly, wanted to settle down- with me.  So what was the problem?  I did not ever feel the urge to snuggle up next to him let alone rip his clothes off.  Bizarre, right? How in the world was I going to have a long term relationship with someone who I did not feel physically connected to? Sexy times seem to dwindle as time goes on, so where would this leave us six months from now when we were starting at zero? Negative 400? Too cold.

With guy number two I suffered the exact opposite problem.  I didn’t want to do anything but rip his clothes off.  He lived about 2700 miles away on the other side of the country, so when I actually got to see him it was on. However, when he would start talking to me, all I wanted him to do was shut up and leave. As sexy as our sexy times were and as physically attracted to him as I was, there is a lot more that goes into a relationship than a good ol’ fashion pants of dance off. Bad things happen in life and I need a partner, not a plaything. Too hot.

And my last little fellow, was something extra special.  He had something that neither of the first two had.  He got inside my head (which is no easy feat, my friends).  I actually never even realized what was happening because our relationship did not start in a “dating” scenario. We spent a lot of time talking and getting to know one another without much (read: any) physical interaction. He understood me and my twisted sense of humor and there was not a day that passed where he didn’t make me cry with laughter. The only thing that held me back was that he was not what I had pictured when my Cinderella fairytale played out in my head. Somehow that didn’t seem to matter. The connection I had with him mentally was much stronger than any of the physical connections from my past. Just right.

So what’s a girl to do? In a perfect world, I would be able to combine all three into the perfect specimen. Unfortunately, this is no perfect world and I don’t get to write my own script. And really? Is there such a thing as a “perfect man?” Probably not. So which is the most important? Looks? Chemistry? Connection? Can the physical connection grow as the mental connection increases? Is giving up one of the three settling or being savvy? Would waiting out for the trifecta be selfish or smart? Can a girl really have it all?

Sigh. Looks like I’ll be testing out more porridge til I have the answer.

xx,

WhyDid

Why Did You Date Him: Cat Scratch Fever

By |June 16th, 2010|Why Did You Date Him?|

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For years women have endured the cat calls, whistles, and obnoxious shout outs from men on the street. It’s so common in NYC, that I actually no longer even hear it. When people are in from out of town they are appalled by the suggestive, aggressive, and offensive commentary.

Well, the other night, we decided to flip the script. We started treating men like the pieces of meat they’ve been treating us as from the moment we started wearing training bras. Surprisingly, our method was incredibly effective. We had a 95% return on our obnoxious commentary, which is sort of disturbing. It seems that men actually found it incredibly amusing… even (gasp) charming when we hurled lusty dialogue in their direction. Perhaps men appreciated the ladies doing the “work” for once, though I’d hardly consider telling someone to “take their top off” work.

Don’t believe me? Oh, well, don’t you worry… we documented it (obvsies):

And there you have it, my friends. Apparently, that’s all it takes.

Nice ass!

xx,

WhyDid

Barking Up the Wrong Tree

By |June 2nd, 2010|Why Did You Date Him?|

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The other day I had a pretty hilarious, yet disturbing conversation with a guy pal of mine.  He has a long term girlfriend who he seems to care about, but he does have a bit of a “roving eye” to put it lightly. He mentioned that his gf is always halfway to a meltdown. I can’t say I blame her. Love him, but I’m pretty glad he’s not my boyfriend.

Basically, the conversation was in regards to her concern about a close girl friend (as in platonic friendship) that he has. His girlfriend is convinced that he’s sleeping with this friend. He joked that she was “barking up the wrong tree” because he is not in any way involved with his friend in a sexual manner, but he does have eyes for someone else. His girlfriend seems to have forgotten one of the cardinal rules: “It’s NEVER who you think it is.”

I’ve been in this position and I remember an older and wiser friend saying that very phrase to me.  I was convinced my ex was sleeping with one of his girl friends and I would obsess over it and drive him nuts about it (until I met her in person and realized she was no threat). Meanwhile, he definitely was sewing his oats in different pastures… just not the ones I suspected. 

This raises a couple of red flags for me. One being, that a woman’s intuition is nothing to be taken lightly. He’s not sleeping with his friend, but there is obviously a reason why you are even worried about such a thing. Look deeper into why it is that you don’t trust your boyfriend.  Former mistress, Sarah Symonds, summed it up best by saying that if you feel like something is going on, you’re probably right.

I basically try and live by that little mantra. If something in my gut doesn’t feel right, I no longer ignore it. It’s only a matter of time before the truth rears its ugly head. So rather than drive yourself insane (incidentally driving your boyfriend insane), why not listen to that little voice. I’m willing to bet it’ll never lead you astray.

xx,

WhyDid

Why Did You Date Him: Heartbreak, Party of One.

By |May 26th, 2010|Why Did You Date Him?|

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We’ve all suffered through at least one brutal breakup in our young lives. You know the type.  Your world has just ended and your heart was ripped out and is currently laying in the middle of the street being run over repeatedly by speeding taxi cabs.  Yeah, that’s the one. Sadly, that is probably not the last heartbreak you will suffer on the road to true love, so I am about to give you the best possible break up advice I can offer from my own personal experience. Pay close attention, little ones.

I’d say I’ve had two breakups that were really, truly heartbreaking.  One was my first “love” and I literally thought I was going to curl up in the corner and die during that tumultuous time. The second was my most recent breakup and it was a long and painful time coming. One was a much more sweet and innocent love and the other was a more “grown up” adult relationship (we shared an apartment together and talk of nuptials had been breached). While my first heartbreak literally lingered on for years (yes, multiple), the second I only felt for a couple months. You’re wondering how on earth that is possible. Was it because I didn’t love one as much as the other?

Both situations were very different but, I don’t feel that the type of love I felt or the actual cause of breakup were what made the difference in how I recovered. What made the difference was how I reacted. In heartbreak number one, I allowed the back and forth and the “maybe we will get back together” business go on for far too long and that’s how I ended up still wounded a year later. Heartbreak number two was much, much different. It took some (very) tough love from some close friends, but I like to call it “Heartbreak Bootcamp.”

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People will argue that because my ex “did” something so terrible that it must have been easier to walk away. I agree to some extent because to me, I couldn’t have possibly stayed in that situation (though many people would have).  However, rejection is rejection. However  you’d like to serve it up, you were still dissed. Whether he cheated, told you you weren’t the one, lied, or just was an overall letdown, you’ve been kicked to the curb and it’s time to get to steppin’.  At the end of the day, who wants (let alone deserves) to be with someone who doesn’t want to be with them? Nobody.

That’s the first and most important step. Checking your ego. Stop holding on because you think you can “change” him or because you’re embarrassed. Nobody cares. The only thing that’s embarrassing is holding on to someone who doesn’t want to be held onto.

  • So let’s get down to business. You found some “sext messages” from a raunchy skank in your man’s phone. Awesome. Obviously, this is unacceptable. It’s time to get the eff out. (Trust me, things aren’t going to get better). Gather your things (ALL of them) and leave. There is no use leaving anything behind because you’re never going to see him again. No, we are not going to call him in a few weeks and ask if we can swing by to pick up that DVD we “accidentally” left behind. Go buy a new one.
  • Upon arrival home, call your cell phone provider immediately. Guess what they can do? Oh, block his number. This will limit him from contacting you (even via text) and, even better, you won’t be able to contact him (no drunk dials or weepy texts during a moment of weakness). What could you possibly have left to say to each other anyway? Honestly, it’s better not to know what he has to say. Even if you never respond, it will stir up emotions every time your little phone vibrates.
  • Next, it’s time to log into your email. God bless technology, you can now create filters so that those pesky little emails will be sent directly to the “trash” or “spam” folders. You will NEVER have to see them and your Blackberry won’t buzz unnecessarily, therefore conserving battery power. Win, win.
  • Take the pictures down. Get them out of the frames. You don’t need to burn them or do some creepy voodoo ritual. Just pack them away somewhere so you don’t have any reminders. Someday you will look back on them as fond memories, but for now, put them away.
  • Here’s the hardest part: don’t talk about him. You’re going to want to go on and on and on and… about him, but that’s not going to help and it’s definitely not going to change anything. You can sit and obsess as much as you’d like, but it is what it is and no matter how many different ways you play it out in your head, you know the truth. Besides, your girlfriends can only take so much. You lost your bf, you don’t wanna lose them too!

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This probably sounds incredibly cold and maybe it is, but I promise that by following these steps, you’ll be moving on in no time. It’s like pulling a band-aid off quickly rather than centimeter by centimeter or jumping into a cold pool head first rather than dipping your toes in. Break ups are hard and they always suck, but the only person in charge of your feelings is you. Perhaps someday you will be able to be friends, but right now, distance is key. It is very difficult to gain perspective while in the midst of it. Besides, while you’re pouting over Mr. Loserface, Mr. Perfect may very well be passing you by. Why waste your time with something that doesn’t fit? You wouldn’t dare wear an ill fitting dress in public, so why do so with your heart?

xx,

WhyDid