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Girls Just Want to Have Fun

Friday, March 1st, 2013

Sure, this title is a shameless play on the Cyndi Lauper 80’s classic – Girls Just Want to Have Fun. But, what the hell, so be it.

Girls at times are a hoot to watch dancing in the clubs. Yes, they are sexy, slutty, sultry, etc., but they are also just plain FUN! I noticed a group of three girls dancing with themselves a few weeks ago and they were having a blast. It was reminiscent of kids playing just to play. You know, before kids try to be cool. There is a certain purity when we play for just play sake, or in this instance, dance for just dance sake.

Now, this may be reverse sexism, but this would have been just plain weird if it were a group of guys. Sorry, perhaps I am enlightened enough to appreciate the fact that guys can just ‘play’ also, but so be it. Guys dancing in a group to me equals weird, but something about a group of ladies just dancing and enjoying life so effortlessly, now that seems fun.

These three ladies were probably in their mid to late 20’s, they were dressed nice, and they all three had girl next door cute looks. They could easily been dancing with guys and in fact I did see a couple brave guys approach them (never an easy task when you have a group of gals), but they wanted to just dance (’play’) with each other.

These gals were teasing each other in fun ways, dancing weird at times (on purpose), just having a terrific time and enjoying each other. Clubs can be crazy and full of attitude, at times they are difficult to navigate. But, these three gals kept it pure. They kept it fun.

Girls just want to have fun!

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Dressing for a night out

Friday, January 25th, 2013

Alright, dare I go here? Dare a straight guy write a blog about dressing for a night out? The intelligent answer is ‘No’, but what the hell, let’s go for it. So, take this for what it’s worth. (A penny for your thought?)

Dressing is important as it not only gets us in the right mood, but it projects who we are. Yes, it is important who we are on the inside, but surely that great person on the inside wants to dress well so the outside matches?

For guys it is really not too hard. You can do a lot with a little. This is one area where it is much easier to be a guy. Yet, sadly, so many guys blow it still. One simple rule of thumb – It is always better to dress nice. I am not saying sport those Dockers and blue tie at the club Friday night, but T-shirts and tennis shoes have got to stay home. Guys have it easy, all we basically need are:
- Couple pairs of nice shoes (black and brown).
- 2-3 pair of nice jeans
- Black and/or other color of more dressy slacks (not business slacks)
- 5-6 nice shirts
- 1-2 blazers
Yes, yes, I know there are many more items, but these are the basics. You can add some ‘dress’ sneakers, vests, mi x in a tie now and then, etc, etc. But those are the basics. Like I said, guys have it easy.

Now for the ladies. Like all things involving the ladies, things are much more tricky. I may be wrong here, but I say dress for your mood and the event. I say this as I am out and about quite often. I can be at a formal/semi-formal fundraiser or a wild night on the town, in each of these I see some terrific ladies. Some really look terrific, and some miss the mark.

I am probably taking a much too much analytical approach to this, but when I think of how ladies dress, I think of two scales. Scale one is how dressy or casual they are and scale two is how sexy or conservative they are. So, bear with me here. With these two scales, we are left with four quadrants.
- Dressy and Conservative
- Casual and Conservative
- Dressy and Sexy
- Casual and Sexy

So, depending on your e mood and the event, you’ll be in primarily one of these quadrants. Or, if you are a real pro, you’ll layer or ‘de-layer’ to move between the quadrants as the fay/evening or your mood or alcohol level changes. [My personal ‘de-layering’ strategy is the transition from the Dressy / Conservative to the Dressy / Sexy – Off go the panties and blazer. Now we’re down to business.]

Not that this is the end all be all, but this just helps me as I look survey the field of lovely ladies. Each quadrant occupies an important event or part of the day, and dressing for each should be thought through. It is evident that some gals get this right. They are really thoughtful and they take the time to dress for the event and the mood they are in. Others’ seem to make little effort.

So, in the course of my day, whether I am solo or spending time with a lady friend, some of the events and moods may look like this:
Dressy and Conservative: Attending a fundraiser or business event. She looks good, conservative, but nice. Maybe a little sexy is trying to sneak in, but not too much. Like a good book, just makes me want to hang around a little more.

Casual and Conservative: Maybe this is lunch with friends/family or shopping. I often refer to this as ‘cute and colorful’. We can’t be too sexy here, so what we hold back on the sexy, we can pump up with the color. A little leg and/or cleavage is OK, but not too much.

Dressy and Sexy: My personal favorite, well I guess anything on the sexy scale is my favorite if the truth must be told. I think of this as the Saturday night sexy dress or the ‘sexy wife’ look. I really mean that as a compliment as there is nothing slutty about looking sexy, though some confuse the two. The girl with this look dresses great, there’s just not too much ‘quantity’ to what she is wearing, it’s all ‘quality’ baby. She’s strong. She’s sexy, she knows what she wants, and she’ll probably get it. Panties optional, at least after midnight.

Casual and Sexy: Maybe this is the Friday night outfit, or just a more casual venue, or perhaps this is hanging with a group of friends. Short jean skirt, tight jeans, low cut top, bustier top, backless halter, the list goes on. This chick is hot and she knows it. Always a happy ending here, at least for her.

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Accents = Sexy. FAKE Accents = STUPID.

Tuesday, September 25th, 2012

Accents are sexy. Just don’t be the guy using the FAKE accent to try to get the girl.

I met Eileen and a group of her friends for Fourth of July Festivities. She introduced me to everyone when I met them at the train. Alex was attractive and funny, albeit young, and we chatted on the train on the way to North Beach in Chicago.

The beach scene was like a rave (at least, a rave where a bunch of children were running around screaming and hyped up on pixi sticks.) We set up a base camp with blankets and towels, and Alex trotted off to scout the territory. The man was determined to score.

About an hour later, Alex returned to home base with his arm around a very attractive girl. He introduced her to us, and when I heard him speak, I froze in confusion. Alex had, at some point, acquired a British accent!

Being the good wingman and overall decent human being that I am, I opted to not say anything. When they walked away to grab drinks from the bar at the top of the beach, I questioned Eileen about his dialect. Eileen explained that Alex was from London, but he had moved to the states when he was a kid and had lost the accent over the years. He only pulled it out to pick up chicks.

Here’s my beef with this. If you meet somebody and tell them you’re from London, they will unquestionably ask why you don’t have an accent. THAT’S your chance to bust it out. But to start with it and use it as an opener is deceitful. Your friends/acquaintances could call you out on it in front of the girl (or guy) and make you look like a total tool.

And tools don’t get laid

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Don’t be the girl with baggage…literally

Tuesday, September 25th, 2012

Don’t be the girl with the suitcase-sized purse and bulky coat asking her friends to watch her stuff all night.

Over the past few years, purse styles have been growing larger and larger. I, myself, am guilty of dragging around everything from a book to a bottle of water or extra can of Diet Coke in my bag. Just because I CAN, though, doesn’t mean I SHOULD. Especially if I’m going out for a night on the town. Clutches were invented for a reason.

About a month ago, I was hanging out with a few friends at a bar/club in Chicago that advertised live music. The place was packed and our group was relatively large. It was the first night I met Britney, a girl one of my guy friends had recently started dating. Initially, I liked her. She was nice, attractive, and she seemed to be genuinely interested in my friend. As the night wore on, however, that initial impression slowly faded into an irritated hatred…all because of her purse.

We had found a table to claim as home base, but it wasn’t nearly large enough for all of us at once, so we rotated having a few people guarding the table while the rest of us were moving about, getting drinks, dancing and being social. Britney plopped her suitcase-sized purse on one of the stools before trotting off to the dance floor.

Personally, I wanted to dance myself. But I was the only one sitting at the table guarding the jackets, and Britney’s giant bag. People came and went, stopping by the table to grab sips of their drinks or sit for a minute or two, but I couldn’t in good conscience just grab my small hand clutch and go to the dance floor and leave her obviously expensive purse unattended.

There is no reason to bring everything you own out to a bar or a club. Downsize. Hell, you can even just throw your ID and a debit card and some cash in your bra. But seriously, don’t bring a suitcase sized bag with you and expect someone else to watch it all night.

It’s rude.

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Don’t be the Drunk Girl in Six Inch Stilettos

Monday, September 17th, 2012

So ladies, we all know what it feels like getting ready to go out. We try incessantly to find the perfect shirt to go with that new skirt. When that’s not working, we swap the skirt for some skinny jeans and a chic belt. After glancing in the mirror again, we rustle through our closet, FINALLY finding our outfit of choice after trying on at least three (and ending up with a pile of clothes on the bed or corner chair to be dealt with at a later time.) And then we choose our shoes.

Now let’s think a moment about our shoes, shall we? A lot of places won’t even allow you in if you’re wearing flip flops or sneakers. And a sexy pair of heels would look amazing with that new skirt you finally decided to wear. They’d also look pretty hot if your night progressed into your wearing nothing but the heels themselves. When choosing your shoes, however, try to think beyond the initial impression. Choose wisely.

You have some idea before walking out that door of just how much you’re planning to drink throughout the evening. By all means, if you’re playing designated driver and can apply proper pressure on the gas and brake pedals while rocking six inch heels, go for it. If you are NOT D.D. for the evening, though, perhaps reconsider your footwear of choice. Because no matter how sexy you look walking out that door standing tall in those gorgeously sexy spikes, a couple hours later and a couple drinks in, you’re not going to look quite so hot tripping over yourself or falling into strangers. And unless you plan to tote a pair of those fold-up flats in your purse for your inevitably long walk back to the car, you can’t plan on taking off your stilettos and walking down the sidewalk. It looks tacky, and you just may end up with Hepatitis from some tossed away used needle laying around.

Here’s a little known fact for you, ladies. You know all those bruises that magically appear (usually somewhere on your legs and arms) after a fun night frolicking with friends? And you know how you can’t for the LIFE of you figure out where they came from, especially since you remember the entire evening? Well here’s your answer… it’s your shoes’ fault.

Your heel got caught in a sidewalk crack and you knocked into a street lamp. You seductively crossed your legs at a bar, but, in an attempt to not scratch yourself with the bottom of your stiletto spike, you kicked your leg up a bit too high and smashed your shin into the next bar-stool. You thought you’d look cute and sexy by sliding your legs to the other side of that three foot ledge you were sitting on, but you didn’t notice until you reached the other side that the ground was grass and your heel stuck in, forcing you onto your hands and knees on the freshly watered landscape.

Tall sexy shoes are not ALWAYS your friend. Choose your footwear responsibly. If you can’t bear to not wear your favorite spikes on a night out on the town, at least invest $10 in those folding flats that will fit in almost ANY purse. I promise you, the next time you want to wear your heels, they’ll look much better on without battle wound bruises from prior nights out.

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Don’t be a Peacock!

Wednesday, September 5th, 2012

So, I am at one of my favorite bars in Scottsdale – Blue Martini – and I cannot believe what I am seeing. It is like that once in a decade occurrence of that shooting star you see while driving wistfully at night from Phoenix to LA or that eclipse that occurred a few months back while at happy hour on a Sunday afternoon (or ‘Sunday service’ as I like to call my Sunday Happy Hours. Well, back to the story, what is this ‘sighting’?

I’m sitting with my girl at Blue Martini, around 10:30 on a Wednesday night – ladies night – yeah! So, I am feeling good, just starting to get a little buzz on – not too much – just enough to get me out there on the dance floor. And, we’re at a table just between the stage where live music is going on and the dance floor, a perfect location to check out all the action at the club.. but not THIS ACTION.

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To Catch Ice or Not to Catch Ice? That is the Question.

Thursday, August 30th, 2012

Alright, so I am at Blue Martini in Scottsdale, Arizona on a Saturday night. I am with my girlfriend and her sexy friend. Both are sexy Asian gals – can you say yummy! Blue is great on a Saturday night, wonderful crowd from late 20’s to 60’s, live music, terrific DJ to close out the night.

The three of us head to the bar to grab a drink and I notice a table full of gals about ten feet away. There are about six gals in their thirties or forty’s around the table, they seemed to be quite buzzed and all having a good time. So far, so good.

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