• New York

    Sentimental Sunday: Just Another Lonely Girl

    We have a guestblogger from BodyNoise for the month of May for Sentimental Sundays. Give us your feedback and tell Amanda your two cents about love, lust and life.
    Yes, I’m Amanda Chen. Go ahead and Google me. You probably know way more about me than I can tell you — I openly talk about my sex life, have naked pics on the Internet and I’m a sex toy expert. What’s new? I’m just another lonely girl.

    I’m that girl that saw three different men in one night, then went home to tuck myself into bed. I’m that girl that has more girlfriends than boyfriends. I’m that girl that goes on one-night-stands. Yeah, I’m that awesome.

    For those Sex and the City fans out there who wish they were Samantha Jones — stop wishing. Trust me, you don’t want her sex appeal, her overarching confidence and workaholic drive. If you’re all of these things, you’re destined to be alone.

    There’s one thing about this ‘sex vixen’ lifestyle you’d never know: We would literally kill to be with someone. Someone that makes me feel like I’m part of something, an item, a ‘we,’ anything to keep me away from self destruction.

    The problem with that desire is you end up giving so much of yourself to be a part of something you lose your part. You can be crazy in love with the man of your dreams, but there’s one thing you can’t ignore.

    Lifestyle — it’s what broke up me and the Smith Jarred of my reality. At the end of the day I had to decide if I was going to be the girl-on-top or the girl that hit the jackpot but never saw the end of the rainbow.

    There are relationships that are based on status, money, gender, whatever. I used to get involved with anything I can tolerate just to stay away from myself. Now it’s not so easy anymore. New York is a great place to find love, but you’re going to have to put in your all for it.

    So for everyone that thinks I’m that ‘cool chick on the side,’ please don’t flatter me. I’d give away that title any day for ‘psycho girlfriend.’ She at least has a home to go to at the end of every day.

    The older you get, the more holes you need to fill until you feel complete. As much as I wish I can mend every broken bone inside me there are some things that you just can’t do by yourself. In the meantime, I’ll be that other lonely girl.

    Which girl will you be?

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  • New York

    Born this way

    Recently had a conversation with someone I met that shook me. I always run into this issue. Post university/college, post that one huge breakup… dating life is really different. I really have learned to enjoy my solitude, define myself on my own and be proud of my accomplishments. A rare situation but may be common for some – happened to me. I met someone in real life. Offline and at an event. We talked and even hung out minus any internet-ness. The convo that happened is right after we connected on Facebook. He said that it ‘threw him off’ seeing what my online presence revealed. Am I really a cewebrity?  Am I just another industry chick? Am i really too LA to be real?

    Of course not. For those of you who know me and read this blog know none of us here is about that.

    “God makes no mistakes, Im on the right track baby i was born this way”

    Naturally, I down played my clout and really didn’t want my accomplishments to ruin yet another situation. The problem with meeting a lot of sub par, less driven and ordinary people is that you feel bad for who you are. This song really has to be my anthem. The door really swings both ways – Sometimes they fall for who are you online and the 100 stories 1 photo can tell. Sometimes they love how you are in person and don’t want everything else that comes with it.  Lucky for me, the story is yet to unfold. I must remind myself to be myself and be okay with that. No matter how much you want someone else to understand, accept, love you – you have to do that first.  Defend your being.

    “There’s nothing wrong with who you are”

    I am a huge advocate of loving someone the way they are. You date a guy who loves to go out, don’t expect him to change. You date a guy who loves cats, don’t expect him to change. I don’t expect him to change because I hope for the same. Take it all and enjoy every moment of it, contradictions and all. It is not easy. No matter how great the hypothetic ‘him’ seems, you gotta know you first.

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    His Hers

    I know last week I complained about how he wanted to be in A.B.E when I was wearing all black too… But now I think it’s kinda cute. Maybe I secretly love the things I  pretend I don’t like.  What do you think? Couples who dress alike? Yay or nay?

    lmao

    yeeehhh

    *HeyDoYou is for the cute, clever and connected*