Did you ever experience a kiss that stopped a parade? Happened to me, Debbie Nigro, Saturday in the French Quarter in New Orleans during my first Mardi Gras parade.
“Throw me something, mister,” I yelled loud above the crowd along the Krewe du Vieux Parade route when his eyes caught mine. (Okay, so what that I was also shoving a handsome gay reveler out my way who was cutting into my man magnetism at the same time. So what?)
He was tall and had the face I have been searching the world for and he caught my eye and there was music (okay, so it might have been the music from the parading jazz musicians). He broke from the parade and headed my way (or maybe toward the handsome gay guy, but I pushed him to the ground out of my way).
If Vanity Fair can re-use a 2007 Obama Cover for their March 2009 issue, I’m giving myself permission to re-use my Top 10 List that I wrote in 2008. Like Obama, it’s still timely.
The Top 10 things Divorced Women can love about being alone on Valentine's Day
Think Valentine's Day is going to be a big drag? Think again. There are a few advantages...!
10. No one is going to ask you to model a G String
9. You can call up all your old boyfriends "legally"
8. You can spare yourself a brain tumor trying to find a babysitter
7. You can buy your own flowers in the morning and get it over with
6. You can blow off your manicure/pedicure
5. You don't have to kill yourself looking for a bud vase
4. All the chocolate is yours.
3. It won't matter whether or not your cell phone has reception
If you’re a divorced gal back in the dating game, chances are you may be looking for a chemical reaction. For a new man to come along and sweep you off your feet.
Can't exactly put your finger on the words to describe the feeling you’re searching for?
Let me help. You are looking for Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Those are the words from an old Nat King Cole song called Orange Sky. And I heard them sung last night by a sexy crooner named Antonio Martinez at the Duplex in New York City. In fact, every time that line came up in the song, we the audience sang along with Antonio… Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
This morning, those words are stuck in my head and it’s already very crowded in there, so I am dumping them out of my head down here on this blog for you to use.
Do you have an opinion about Mickey Rourke possibly being romantically involved with his 21-year-old co-star Evan Rachel Wood? I do. Let's just say if my 21-year-old daughter brought Mickey home, I'd do my best to flatten his inappropriate self to the ground.
As one of the country’s "perceived" lead cougars (I hate that word), I encourage divorced women all the time not to let age get in the way of romantic possibility. However, I do feel there needs to be a cut off age for both sexes on the ‘under/over’ as I like to call it.
What an incredible day for America, we all felt freedom sing...
but where oh where was Michelle Obama's wedding ring?
Did anyone else notice that Michelle Obama wasn't wearing a wedding ring last night? I couldn't get enough of flipping through the endless online pictures of our new fabulous first couple last night. In fact, I now think I officially have a crush on Barack. Sorry. I also have a thing for big rings and felt a kinship with Michelle when I got a load of hers. Wow! but Whoa, I thought to myself..where the heck is her wedding ring?
Hmmm that's odd. Divorced gals know that married men sometimes don't wear their weddings rings...Ahem! But married women are rarely missing theirs. So why didn't our new married first lady have hers on?
I am a single businesswoman often in NYC, and the restaurant called Salute! on the corner of 39th and Madison Ave is my happy place of choice to go by myself — to eat, drink, and chill out in between or after business.
On Wednesday, with temperatures below bearable, and me wearing earmuffs for the first time since 6th grade, I decided while walking on Madison Ave after a business meeting, to pop in to Salute! for something warm to eat.
I always prefer eating at a bar, and there I like sitting in their big chairs in the bar area because I like the casual but classy buzz of the place. Women alone can feel comfortable doing that at Salute! which is why I keep going there. That and the food and wine and espresso, of course.
Because I know how much energy goes into running a business, I am always amazed at how the owner Jerry (Gennaro Sbarro, yes you know that last name) keeps the whole fabulous thing going at such a high level. Jerry and I have come to a place of great affection for each other and we enjoy entrepreneurial business banter when we see each other.
Oprah Winfrey has just officially blamed blue corns chips for her weight gain and is now going to switch to sweet potatoes as her drug of choice. Beat ya, Oprah!
The blue corn chip people must be totally bummed because you know what happens when Oprah has something negative to say about your product.
On the other hand, the Mississippi Sweet Potato Council must be out drinking champagne.
I started investing in "Blue Chips" myself after I read a blurb in Firstmagazine saying "blue corn chips are a boon to dieters." "They contain 20% more muscle building protein and have a lower glycemic index than other tortilla chips so they won't trigger fat storing blood sugar spikes. And blue chips are rich in heart helping anti oxidants called anthocyanins." They were supposedly a guilt-free snack. SNACK being the operative word here.
