About a month ago I went to a friend’s birthday party at a new place in Santa Monica called Bungalow. Angelenos… have you been there? I love it. Super cute, great drinks, a 30-something crowd, and good music. There is NO food (olives, beef jerky and chips – that’s it!), but that’s not the point. It’s like being invited to a 70s something backyard pool party, sans pool.
I got there on time (which I ALWAYS do) and the birthday girl and her friends were about 20 mins late. So, I sat down, had a cocktail and checked out the scene. At the table next time to me were 5 guys all in their late 30s to mid-40s. All married, but one. I smiled a few times, but didn’t say anything or make a move. The unmarried 30-something wasn’t really my scene.
Then the girls arrived. It was like a tornado hit Bungalow. All of the sudden loud, scantily clan 30-something women were running a muck. Our reserved table fit 6 and there were about 12 of us, so we were spilling over into the areas on all sides of us – including the previously mentioned guy party.
I ended up sitting next to them and got to talking… this was 2 seconds before the “assistant to the birthday girl” got their attention. She was 27, tall, brunette, really LOUD, and had the least amount of clothes on. To the girls at the party, she was the assistant. That’s her job. Yes, a 27-year-old assistant amongst power women. She, like any other tall, skinny girl in LA, was also a model. She reminded me of Courtney from the Bachelor. So she, of course, told the guys next to us that she was a model. Kudos to her for going with her aspiring title and not her real one!
Now, I was just sitting back and laughing. The 30-something unmarried guy was all over her like white on rice. His friend and I couldn’t stop laughing about it. I’m sure he thought, “I went out for after work drinks and now I’m talking to a model.” I sat there drinking my wine and talking to the other men about what we do for a living, life in LA, etc. You know, grown up topics. I talked to unmarried guy for a few minutes while asst/model girl was running around taking pictures of the group on her cell. Ends up, unmarried guy went to a local high school and we actually had a few friends in common. Yes, that would make me older than asst/model girl… bummer. And, of course, the minute he started talking to the asst/model girl he got cuter. Why is that?
About an hour after we all arrived, and tequila shots were bought for the groups from our new man friends, the guys were getting ready to head home to their wives and families. Unmarried guy asked the asst/model for her card. Which she doesn’t have… so she gave him her number on his card. I told unmarried guy’s friend there was no way in hell that was happening.
I said goodbye to unmarried guy and actually said to him (I SWEAR!) “When you’re done with the model, you should give me a call” and gave him my card. He smiled, took my card, gave me a hug (weird) and said goodbye. I wasn’t hoping anything would happen, but I kinda wanted to put him in his place.
Flash forward to a week later… unmarried guy called asst/model – TWICE. She never called him back. So, boys… the lesson here, hit on something that is realistic, age appropriate, and actually thinks you’re cute and interesting. Girls, same goes for you!
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Why’d he get cuter? Preselection. His getting attention from the model raised his desirability in your eyes. Read David Buss for more on this.
Interesting that you chastised him for hitting on someone “unrealistic” shortly after saying that he “wasn’t really my scene,” too. What’s up with that?
I chastise because I’m judgy. I’m working on that in 2013
Excellent. Maybe you’ll start a trend…
This is the second time you blogged about this guy. Seems a little inconsistent to say that the guy wasn’t your scene, then to be blatantly jealous that his attention was focused on the younger chick. On top of that, if he wasn’t your scene, why did you give him your number and tell him to call you? I thought the line you said to him was good, but it seems like you only want this guy’s attention for the sake of competition. A lot of 38 year old dudes can still pull a 27 yo. That’s part of the reason they aren’t married. I believe that dating ranges should be no more than 5-6 years in order to make a relationship really work, although there are always exceptions. But it’s easy to find someone with a young, tight body who’s fun in the sack. I get it, for a woman in her 30s, the attention from guys wanes considerably from just a few years earlier. That sucks. Everyone wants newer and hotter, that’s why the smart guys settle down with the hot girl out of their league early enough when the woman doesn’t yet know she’s out of the guy’s league. Wait another few years, she’s done with you. Disappointments are a two-way street; seems like an ugly singles battle being waged out there.
Hi Alex! While I appreciate your blog loyalty I’m confused… I’ve never blogged about this guy before and don’t plan on blogging about him again. AND… I’m not really blogging about the guy here, more of the night as a whole. And yes, I know… it’s a two-way road. I know in a few years I’m going to hate women who are in their early 30s because I’m not there anymore. It is what it is.
But… do you not know women at all? We get jealous when ANYONE is getting more attention than us whether we like who they are getting attention from our not. I don’t think I’m alone on this one.
True true…the older I get the less I know about women. I thought you blogged about meeting the guy in a bar and giving your card saying call me when you’re done f-ing the model or something like that. My bad.
No worries at all! I think I tweeted it that night
Hi Ems – Loved Revenge last night! I thought you wrote about meeting this guy once because I loved your line about the model. Went to NYE in Times Sq., something I swore I’d never do, and guess what…I met a cute, awesome guy and we’re going out for the 3rd time tomorrow nite! 2013 looks promising so far… I don’t know if it qualifies as one of your monthly theme songs, but I found an amazing one “Songbird” by Jillian Edwards. She’s like a mature Taylor Swift with talent, great lyrics and an angelic voice. Happy 2013!
There’s nothing like banging a young hottie who self-value is based entirely on her looks/body. It’s such an easy mark that guys genetically can’t resist from trying to get into those panties. Being single may sometimes be a drag but getting some strange from an LA hottie almost never disappoints. Speaking of which, whatever happened with the wedding bumbler who caused his own blue balls?
He is “working on things with an ex-girlfriend” and apparently that means that we can’t currently even be friends… which makes NO sense because our best friends are married. Oh, boys are so stupid.
I knew it! Stupid isn’t even the word. Mr. Sensitive blueballs is a girly-man! First he wants the girlfriend experience with you after a wedding and now no contact at all…guess who is running the show there. When this relationship goes south and he comes pathetically crying to you for a shoulder to lean on and trying to get in your panties, zip up those pants and don’t let him in the front door!
haha! Will do