The Naked Newlywed

The Dauntless Dater is now the Naked Newlywed.  Sure marriage is sacred, but it's also a lot of fun to blog about.  Hope you check out my new space in the blogosphere!

Blogger Faux Pas

Sorry if you were wondering not only where I've been, but also why an exercise post suddenly appeared on my blog and what in the world it had to do with dating.

Truth is, it had nothing to do with dating. I accidentally posted to the wrong blog (if you do want to read about my insane P90X and Marathon training, go to http://dauntlessp90xer.blogspot.com).

As for where I've been, a lot of the time away was spent dating someone great. The rest of the time has been spent not dating anyone. Hence the lack of posts. But, I'll be back to blogging again in good time.

Surprisingly Sweet

Every woman has at some point met, dated, almost married, married, and/or divorced a complete jerk. The kind of guy who is thirty pounds overweight yet winces when her size two ass bends over in front of him. It's inevitable that sometime between the sandbox and the cemetery, we've had Mr. I'm Better Than You.

That's good news for you, guys (really good), because those bad boys set the bar low (really low). All you need is the teeniest bit of sweetness to become our Sugar.

So, be surprisingly sweet*

If you've just returned from a guys weekend and you're discussing where to have dinner, and she says, "I have bad news. I don't like tacos." You say, "I have good news. I missed you this weekend."

It might just knock her pants off.

*As with the last post, don't try this too early. Make sure she's feeling you.

Make. Her. Guac.

Ok, so not every woman will be bowled over by your efforts at Mexican, especially if avocados cause hives to creep up her neck. But if it's spicy she loves, it'll melt her heart!

Thing is, it doesn't matter if she's into guacamole, sangria, cream and sugar in her coffee, or pink tube socks. Find out what she likes and incorporate it somehow.*

Say she loves kayaking - take her on an adventure date. Climb a rock wall, go hiking. Just get on the move.

She craves mint chocolate chip ice cream. Surprise her with it when you take her to an outdoor movie.

Ok, how about those pink tube socks? Buy her a pair and take her to see an 80's hair band.

Doesn't matter how small or silly the item. What matters is that you're listening. I can't guarantee happily ever after, but chances are good you'll get another date.

*One word of caution: don't try this on a first date. Wait until you've gone out a couple times and have developed a rapport. Otherwise it's not charming, it's restraining order-ish.

Bees are Attracted to Honey, Not Dickheads

His email consisted of three paragraphs. One to pad each insult.

From paragraph 1:

"You get points for being a Skins fan. But, other than a healthy interest in sports, I hope you have more to offer - I mean, I can easily enjoy sports with my buddies, but I'd like the women I date (yes, he used the plural form of woman) to have more to offer."

And paragraph 2:

"I also see you're looking for someone "outdoorsy"- what exactly is your definition? I hope you're not the type to consider "roughing it" as walking the C&O canal in running shoes while gabbing on your cell phone."

Ok, in an offer of full disclosure, he did put a :-P after that statement. But, really? :-P doesn't do much for me after a second insult.

And for his parting words:

"I'm sure your headline (phrase people see before clicking on a profile) has caused your inbox to flood with emails from pudgy, middle-aged divorcees, so I'll let you get back to reading them."

If this were the hive, he would not be banging the queen.

Sex, Love, and Guacamole

I've decided that's all a girl really needs to maintain a state of bliss. And this Cinco de Mayo, one out of three ain't bad.

Zip, Zilch, Zero.

My apologies for my lack of updates. You didn't miss much. One conversation with an old guy on the running trail, and zero with men buying mangoes.

Although the dares resulted in zippy dates, I had a fantastic time getting out of my comfort zone. Turns out, the zone is not the best place in the world to meet men. So thank you for your encouragement.

And in keeping with leaving my comfort zone, I'm off to a foreign country! I'd love to have you along for the ride, but unfortunately the country I'm visiting is one in which free speech and blogging are not looked upon kindly. I'll be back mid-April with a report on dating Communist-style!

The official Social Experiment Tally:
Blogosphere: 2
Dauntless: 2
Dates: 0