Today, I decided I should probably be more proactive about finding super hot and sexy boyfrans for myself and for F.
We keep complaining about being fabulously single and yet we do nothing about it.
Of course, our non-single style friends were there to support us...
Headless V. donning a fab Ivy League alumni-ish type look.
And the sweetest S. all pretty in pink.
Fabulous F. in all her sexy single glory.
Et moi, in true hunting fashion, I decided to dress up all nativelike.
Feather earrings. A hunter never leaves home without them.
I was hoping my ethinic-ish wardrobe would summon the spirits of my hunter ancestors, to help me on my hunt for my wild and sexy beast of a man.
So off we went hunting. F. took photos, documenting our hunting trip.
I tried to stay as inconspicuous as possible so as not to scare my prey...
I waited and waited for what seemed like forever, when suddenly, there appeared a wild and sexy man.
I got ready to pounce and as soon as he was within reach...
...I grabbed him.
...But then... The most inopportune thing happened...
He got scared and he ran away...
...I tried to run after him, saying, "Papi, wait, let me explain. Waiiiittt..."
I tried to get in this thing so I could catch up to him faster... But to no avail...
I was devastated.
So close... I was so close...
Oh well... There are plenty of sexy beasts out there.
Tonight, we rest. Tomorrow, we hunt again. Wish us well.
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