For the first time, I’m a cheater. Ok, there was that one time I cheated on The Ex, but he deserved it so it doesn’t count. #sorrynotsorry
Looking over my blogs from the last few months, I realize that my vacation from men is anything but a vacation. It’s more like I’m taking a Mancation from Mr. Right and practicing my love life with a bunch of Mr. Right Now’s.
The problem is, I’m not really sure what it takes to be in love. There are some days that I fall in love with every guy I see at the grocery store. And let’s be honest, I’m not just some average-looking girl living it up in the Hollywood Hills, so I can safely assume that any guy I set my sights on would be lucky to have me.
How will I know when I’m in the vicinity of Casanova Calvin? Many of my recent dates seem like Forever Fred until I find out they’re married, broke, gay, or they have me kicked out of a nightclub on our first date.
The real Mancation should be about using all the Mr. Right Now’s to my advantage. Not necessarily to get presents or anything that shallow (although I do enjoy flowers and diamonds), but rather to learn as much about what I want or don’t want in Prince Charming.
After having one last bubbly fling with Bathtub Bob, I gave him the boot. I loved our peculiar times together, but because he was married and lived thousands of miles away, I didn’t see it working out.
So, I took a second date with Token and it was completely drama-less. He brought me a giant bouquet of flowers, we ate dinner, I drank a little too much, and he dropped me off at home.
But, just because there was no drama doesn’t mean he can’t bloom into Captain Perfect. I usually date guys that introduce me to their cocaine dealer on the second date, or take me out on the back of a motorcycle only to get arrested halfway through the date for drunk driving. #sorrymom
Yeah, I’m a cheater, only this time it might be for all the right reasons. If I can keep the drama away …
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Jaimie Beebe is 36 years old, single, modern, and a Renaissance woman. She’s a writer, world traveler, Playboy model, amateur magician, casting director, producer, band manager, and occasional star fucker (only the really hot ones).
At 17 Jaimie left home to follow the jam band Phish, spent months at a Rainbow Gathering, protested logging in Oregon, and made the local Ohio papers getting arrested for organizing a topless march.
Slightly famous for rebuilding her Hollywood Hills home in a bikini after a contractor stole her money and left town, she created an online webisode “Bikini Builders” where followers could donate money, tools, and supplies to recoup her losses. Scantily clad babes in bikinis on camera can accomplish almost anything.
Jaimie holds a Master’s Degree in Music Management and a Bachelor’s Degree in Photography. Working in the entertainment industry she has produced commercials and music videos with A-list clients. Currently she juggles running her successful casting career (www.jaimiecasting.com) with writing her blogs, reviews, and a variety of pieces for different publications.
Mancation is her documentation of adventures in dating. Join Jaimie in the struggle to find mister right, or possibly just mister right now in a world of online dating, social media, and crazy Hollywood nights. See our hero navigate the deliriously deranged dating world, and explore all the available options to sniff out a worthy contender.
Feel free to follow along on Instagram: FeatherGirl77 and Twitter @jaimiebeebe as well as Facebook www.facebook.com/mancation.story for a daily dose of her dating disasters.