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Sistah From Another Mistah....Hello Katie!
- Rebecca Reece
- Nov 20, 2023
- 2 min read
Hopeless Romantic or Hopeless Fool?...
“When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody you want the rest of your
life to start as soon as possible.” – When Harry Met Sally
From a young age we see romance and the ideologies of love portrayed on our screens. From Jack
sacrificing himself for Rose to Edward riding in a white limousine to ‘rescue’ Vivian! And if you are
like me, you think yes that’s what I want...
So, if it’s like that in the movies then why the hell is it not like that in the real world?
I want Hugh Grant bumping into me and spilling his orange juice, or I want to be at work and John
Corbett to walk in and think I’m beautiful, I don’t want an awkward message on a dating app saying,
“Hey how’s you?”
But I’ll admit the ‘Hey how’s you?’ is better than the lovely surprise of a man’s phallus aimed at the
camera.
I’ve had my fair share of awkward dating app exchanges and I’m done, I quit, I don’t want to do it
anymore.
Is it too much to want a pleasant exchange, face to face with a man?
Apparently, it is…
Even face to face now isn’t like it is in the movies, every conversation seems to be tarnished with the
expectation that it will lead to the bedroom. Which don’t get me wrong isn’t always a bad thing, but
(and it might just be me) sex isn’t the be all and end all. Surely making a connection with someone is
more important than falling into bed with them?
Now people don’t get me wrong, the physical side of a relationship is important, but I would much
rather be sitting with someone crying with laughter or talking all night about every topic you can
think of, rather than a blundering, underwhelming romp in the sac with a near stranger.
It seems that romance is very much dead, and that is heartbreaking. I’m not expecting a shirtless
Gerard Butler riding up on a white stallion and sweeping me off my feet (as nice as that would be)
but a little chivalry would be great.
Maybe one day my prince will come, because I am sick of kissing frogs.
So I ask you am I a hopeless romantic or a hopeless fool?
Check out the amazing Katie on the following links and if you can spare a couple of hours, head down to the beach for a beach clean. Its good for your soul musers!
Until next time...........
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