The world is full of people who all want the same thing, and you have to do a little something extra to make them remember you.

I'm really enjoying being single. I'm not even looking to meet anybody, which is so freeing.

Have I ever been in love? Really in love? And why is it that with each new guy I think I'm more in love with him than the last?

I can only hope he's an Aries and not a Scorpio.

There is a thin line between attraction and repulsion

What I have yet to see is a real woman choose a younger man because he spent six hours a day at the gym trying to sculpt his abs.

I love things that are old and glittery, that come with layers of glamour and past lives.