Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for May 1, 2007
DAY 92  |  May 1, 2007
It’s raining men! Where are these guys coming from? Similar to many New York women, many Sydney females claim that there are “no good men.” Well, at least not blokes who aren’t a. married or b. gay. One lady we met today (who has a husband, mind you!) went as far as to say, “Now, don’t go taking any of our men. With five women to every man, there are just not enough of them to go around.”

Geez, what’s with the fear factor? If you put out vibes that you believe there is no one worthy around, won’t it be a self-fulfilling prophecy? I’ve met tons of people—both male and female—around the world who are attractive, intelligent and funny. I’d much rather spend my time enjoying the people in front of me than worrying about who isn’t there.

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