A Flight of Fancy – Love Story #3

June 14th, 2013

Seated, iPad in hand, Ms. Globetrotter waits with trepredation for her next flight. As on other dates, she is wary and cautious.

But this time, it might be different. After all, there was THAT connection when they met and chatted all evening at their friends’ BBQ just before she left. After all, he was willing to buy her airfare to make good on a movie date. After all, he has been texting every day since they have been apart.

Hoping against hope, she thinks he might be The One. Until finally she lands and she sees him before he sees her. And asks herself, why not?

The “Kind” That Binds – Love (almost lost) Story#2

April 24th, 2013

When asked, clients tell me that their Top 3 “Must Haves” while looking for love are: funny, smart, and stable financially (and otherwise!).

Personally I would swap out one for “kind”, you know, the type that blinds and binds even when you walk away. So alluring and so seductive when you meet someone who walks the talk, unafraid to commit to humankind, modest when recounting the joy in helping others.

Endearing, touching, selfless, it’s rare to find this “kind”. But when you do, it hits you between the eyes… and like chocolate, craving more. Life IS like a box of chocolates, Forest! I’ll take two boxes, please.

Courmeyer Italian Chocolates

Wearing Your heart on Your Sleeve – Love Story #1 of 10

February 10th, 2013

This week my fine dining-mate showed up in his wedding duds. These weren’t your ordinary tails and tie combo. His garb is actually a love story that spoke volumes on his shirt, vest, and jacket!

His left cuff displayed their nicknames “Honey” and “Bunny” and on his right cuff their wedding day and date. Take a peek at a panel on his vest and you will find a swatch of his grandmother’s wedding dress!

Thank you, my friend, for inspiring love. Yours is a grand love story that I know will be continued for many generations.

The World is Flat

November 9th, 2012

Hi! Do you remember me? was the Linked In message I opened last week.

Google be gone especially when a far-flung fling surfaces after 25 years from the warm heart of Africa to the UK. Indeed “the world is flat” according to Pulitzer Prize-winning NYT columnist and author Thomas L. Friedman once wrote. Times have changed drastically. Our lives are an open secret.

The World is Flat


Keen to make contact, Mr. Far Flung Fling sent a couple of recent pics, a few pounds heavier (ummm….actually 1 lb. for every year passed). So I pondered (a few seconds) and decided to let the past remain in the past and kept my life a little bit lighter and a whole lot simpler.

No love’s lost but sometimes a few loves should remain astray.

Girls Just Wanna …

November 4th, 2012

My friends have remarked that recently my favourite opening line has been, “I met a guy.”

So last Sunday “I met a guy”. We circled and photographed this brilliant white art installation “Untitled” by Rachel Whiteread at the Albright-Knox Gallery in Buffalo, New York.

With one eye on our lens and one eye on the installation, however, if we had a third eye, I thought it would have been on one another.

Feeling a bit bold, I approached him, “Who is the artist?” He smiled broadly and welcomed the chance to chat. His eyes lit up as he described Whiteread’s works. He was a fan and he was an architect.

We chatted enthusiastically about art and architecture. I thought how wonderful (and comforting on a rainy dreary day) it was to have stumbled upon someone like him. Then he dropped The Married Man Line which usually starts off with “My wife is/does/lives …..” So now it was my turn to smile.

I wanted to break out into song “Girls Just Wanna Have Fu-unnn.” Instead we chatted a little longer. Then politely I thanked him for the introduction to the artist and walked away with another opportunity to say to my friends “I met a guy.”

Heart of Mine – A Testimonial

October 23rd, 2012

Sleepless in Toronto wrote on October 12, 2012:
“I wanted to thank you for the awesome profile because, guess what, I met someone online! He was the only person I chose to respond to and we cannot stop talking. We’ve met twice so far and he’s AMAZING. There is such an amazing connection between us and no matter how it plays out, I am so thrilled to know that someone like this exists and I am so happy right now!!!! So thank you!!!!”

The Spy Who Didn’t Love Me!

October 15th, 2012

And why not? I wonder…married? Perhaps?

Had a friendly chat with the guy-in-Starbucks-queue (where els?). I commented on the desserts at eye level. Recommended the white chocolate macadamia nut cookie.

I said, “I bet you take your coffee black.
“No, a latte.”
“No kidding. But not non-fat, right?”
“Non-fat.”
“No way. Extra-hot?”
“Only when on duty.”
“Over there?” pointing at a supermarket.
“No, like 007.”
“Well then, you must have a few good stories.”
He grinned and handed me his business card.
“Cool. Next time in town, let’s have lattes!”

A week goes by, no follow up by either one of us.
Oh well, maybe he switched to tea. (wink)
Too bad. I should have taken him for a real latte like this one:

Latte Love

The Truth Hurts

July 31st, 2012

It truly does.

If there’s a price on love, how would you go about it? Is everything “yours, mine, and ours” or would you dump it all under “ours”?

Do you fall in love, all in, head over heels, no turning back, merging lives, merging bank accounts? You believe love is forever eternal, mutual trust, 100%, no questions asked, no doubt, no turning back. “I love you with all my …. assets?” Love will keep us together.

Or do you keep one foot on the dock and one foot in the boat, hedging, anticipating, planning for D(ivorce) Day, maintaining separate bank accounts (maybe trending towards separate beds…just saying), nothing ventured, nothing gained? “Honey, I’m buying us a house but it’s MINE, lock, stock, and barrel. And to make sure what’s mine is mine, MY lawyer just dropped off the papers. JUST SIGN HERE…JUST IN CASE…JUST SAYING…How much is your “love” is worth?

How about a happy medium? There’s a couple I know, 30+ years together, her hand in his, one joint bank account for sharing “household” expenditures. “Isn’t YOUR turn to pay?” Is the price of love worth the cost of dinner for two… “But darling, didn’t we agree that this is a household item? Just saying….where is the love? It could be there. After all….30 years of wrangling must be worth something.

Finally a couple who after many years living together decides to get hitched to shout out their love to the whole wide world…until prospective hubby comes home, clutching a receipt and says, “Your half of the ring is $$$. Will that be VISA or Mastercard?”


Some things are better left unsaid. Just saying…Period. C’est fini! THE END

Love Not Lost? – by My Niece & I

July 29th, 2012

Then where is the love?

Stop and take a look around.

Open mind, open heart, love at long last….

Ghosts of Loves Past

May 28th, 2012

A Splendid Cast of Characters


After a light-hearted business lunch, talk turned to networking and … men. My guest belongs to a swish private club and I asked her to help me with Project M-A-N. Where are they hiding? What do I tell my clients? Are they ALL stuck in work-in-progress?

She: What type of men have you dated in the past?
Me: An interesting range….hey, today is Mr. Foreign Correspondent’s birthday! Last seen at lunch in Jakarta in 1989, I think…
She: You should connect to say hello.
Me: He’d be easy to find. I heard he finally settled down somewhere in Europe.

Curiosity got the better of me so I wrote: “Bumping into ghosts from my past so why should you be excluded? Without further googling, how are you?” To my surprise, he replied!

We caught up, he, as always, well-mannered and kind; me, happy he re-connected; us, having fun reminiscing. Some ghosts are safe to let out of the closet, although others should remain!