The Freebie List

Please tell me you know what this is. Actually, scratch that, please tell me you don’t because I am about to change your life.

The Freebie List:

A list of 5 celebrities who, should the opportunity arise, one is allowed to sleep with without it being considered as cheating by your significant other. The concept was made popular in the Friends episode ‘The One with Frank Jr.’.

Chandler: Does anyone else think David Copperfield is cute?

Monica: No, but he told me he thinks you’re a fox.

Chandler: All right, Janice likes him. In fact, she likes him so much she put him on her freebie list.

Joey: Her what?

Chandler: Well, we have a deal, where we each get to pick five celebrities that we can sleep with, and the other one can’t get mad.

Ross: Ah, the heart of every healthy relationship. Honesty, respect, and sex with celebrities.

- Urban Dictionary

Genius! This list is genius. I have one, and so should you.

Here she goes:

Channing Tatum

Ryan Gosling

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bradley Cooper

Ryan Reynolds

Joe Manganiello

*and Crosby gets swapped in when I’m feeling confident

Now this list changes depending on the amount of scruff that one is sporting during any given day, but you get the idea. I’d rather my man look like the Beast than Prince Charming………                                                     …… sorry, day dreaming.

Ok, here’s where things get interesting. In years passed this list was a hope, a dream if you will, a seriously unattainable 5 that any guy I was dating could laugh at. Believe me, my ex-boyfriend thought it was rather amusing. But times have changed buddy, who’s laughing now?

Twitter has changed the Freebie List game! Thanks technology Your fab 5 may be a click away and how threatening is that! #relationshipchallenge

Now you can interact, and hey if you’re hot enough (or skanky enough), it may even work out for you. Giddy up. I mean, Channing Tatum has got to be on the brink of divorce by now, aren’t Hollywood marriages supposed to last 2 years, tops?

And, if you still end up in the dog house (who’s the cheater now…) then I would suggest this stylish option.

So click on friends, the waters fine!

These 4 walls

Walls.

I once was thought of as a huge bitch. Probably still am to some people, but bottom line, I could flash a dirty look better than anyone I knew. So naturally, as I got older I flipped the switch. I matured, became non-confrontational, gave everyone the benefit of the doubt and wanted to be an overall pleasant woman.

Unlike nice guys, I don’t think nice girls finish last – I think they get taken advantage of.

Sometimes the bitch comes back. I get snarky – tends to be directed at an ex-boyfriend with an arrogant demeanour.  However, I always give the benefit of the doubt to people who don’t deserve it. I’ve been asking myself, “why” lately. Very unsure as to what makes me believe that people I don’t know deserve full trust from the get-go. Sure, in a court of law people are innocent until proven guilty – but track record has got to count for something. Our generation is filled with super self-indulgent people who look out for #1, and that’s it. So why, when it comes to matters of the heart, do we go in guns a blazing? Where’s the suit of armour? Where’s the fortress?

I’m not bashing males, frankly this is about all relationships. It just seems to be that we’ve all lost our way a little bit. You’re either one or the other – mega bitchatron or doormat.

Walls are built to keep a structure stable and sound, and maybe there is some validity to using the same principle in one’s personal life. I’ve learned lately that no one will protect you, but you. It’s not a pessimistic mind frame, it’s simply the truth.

With that being said, keep up those walls. Use bricks rather than dry wall, because baby – you’re worth someone putting effort into knocking them down (even if they have to rent a bulldozer, or purchase explosives). I’ve been throwing open house non-wall parties lately, and not only does it catch up with you, it leaves a big ol’ mess to clean up.

So you there, sitting reading this. – you’re worth the walls.

I’m worth the walls.

Too little, too late…

Oh the joys of being young, and single with an inbox on Facebook.

Ok, we all have him/her. The one who changed you for the rest of your lovers and essentially broke you. There was usually a messy break-up that forced you into a Ben & Jerry’s a coma or made you read books like my personal favourite, “It’s Called a Breakup Because it’s Broken“, that uses wit and charm and blunt humour to make you realize he’s a jerk and you’re getting fat. Just put the ice cream down and walk away. Nevertheless, you needed that one. We all need the guy/girl who makes us a cold-hearted you-know-what so that we’ll be stronger, and less gullible, daters.

Now, usually you still think about, let’s call him… jerk-off (or JO for short), once in a blue moon when your latest and greatest conquest leaves you for a busty blonde 21-year-old named Amber – but besides that, all contact is usually cut like an umbilical cord. After all, having JO in your life means the worst side of you gets exposed and you end up looking all kinds of crazy – and no one wants that. I made a pact to delete and never look back… well until the dreaded facebook message appeared.

Late apologies are like a missed shoe sale – it’s not better late than never, it’s now buying shoes at full price, and that my friends is never a good thing. Either are late apologies. In fact, writing a note of apology 2 years later and tacking on the “better late than never” means the message subject line should have read, “the mumblings of a huge douche-bag”.

So word to the wise: the window of opportunity for a great shoe sale is minimal – so is your chance to undo your wrong doings. Unless of course you’re in therapy, and doing a 12-step program. Which in fact is where I should be for shopaholics. And when I am, I will be sure to spare the overdue apology to all the men in my life who have come second to a fabulous shoe sale. My apologies.

I am launching on a Tuesday…

Secret #5, don’t launch on a Monday.

After reading Tech Crunch’s post entitled PR Secrets for Start-Ups, I am starting to realize that as much as I would like to be the independent PR practitioner who makes it to the top on her own right – it ain’t gonna happen. We are all completely intertwined.

I am already horrible with personal relationships (see status of single for further details), nevermind relationships with those in the PR field. You are asking for a lot out of the 20something-year-old “I want a job so I can move out and have a loft for my shoes”. However, it makes sense!! Tada!

“Great bloggers see their posts as the first comment in a conversation, rather than the final word on that particular topic.”

Now wouldn’t it be nice if you could just post and not have anyone read, no judgment, no comments… no silly, that’s a diary. Blogging, especially PR blogging is meant for others to see, create a community of readers and responders in order to further a thought or idea.

All in all, we couldn’t survive without people posting start-up rules, and those who have responded. It would just be one big mass of typing for the sake of seeing yourself pattern a page with letters.

Listen, respond and write with keeping that in mind. And who knows, possibly building blogging PR relationships over martini’s on my computer will be better than building them over an awkward first-date dinner… martini for thought.