Either you're gay or I'm just a whore...

So, for the past two months I've been seeing someone who I shall refer to as Donald Trump. Donald Trump evidently has a lot of money, and likes to talk about it. This should have been a red flag, but besides that he was great on paper. He had a good job, good hygiene, Italian, Catholic, fairly attractive, etc. I met him at a party through mutual friends while highly intoxicated. Like usual I ended up taking him home and figured he would be just another poor choice to forget. But, he asked for my number and called me a couple days later to set up a date. The problem was the date was a wedding 4 weeks in the future. (Was this warning sign number 2?!) Put on the spot I agreed to go after confirming that the wedding was not a family wedding (I've gotten into that mess before). In the meantime we went out a few times. He was not much of a communication guy, but I was quick to forgive because when we did spend time together we had fun, and he liked to hang out with me in a fully clothed state, and this is rare.

Anyways, the sex was bad - like super bad in a I thought it really would get better and never did sorta bad. He was boring and when I tried to spice things up he acted annoyed and looked at me like no straight man would look at a girl in such a situation. As the weeks went by and his hot/cold tendencies proved to be more cold than hot I couldn't understand why this guy who seemingly had no interest in sleeping with me, and no interest in making an emotional connection with me would still even make a half assed effort to talk to me. And then it really made me question whether he was having issues with his sexuality, or if I was being too much of a whore. I'll be the first to admit that I'm a very sexual person, but I've never found this to be a problem, at least as far as random hookups were concerned. Is it possible to be too slutty for a real relationship? I mean, we're not talking about anything freaky, but just a healthy sexual energy. On the other hand, he was very defensive when his friends joked about his sexuality after he spent $1500 on a Versace blazer on Black Friday, and he was super uncomfortable when discussing his Mom, who is a lesbian and has a life partner. (Red flags??)



Last week Donald Trump apparently decided he was over it. Of course I'm just speculating based on the 6 hours it took him to respond to my last text, and the lame excuse he gave for not wanting to hang out. I have to point out that this was the first time in 3 years and a whole list of guys that I was even considering settling down and getting involved in a relationship. I really did like him, or at least the idea of him. I also really felt like I had lowered my standards, and had come to peace with it. (This may be why I'm trying to make him gay to explain away the surprise rejection.) This disaster has since inspired me to give up some of my crazy party girl habits and take a different approach to dating. I'm going to try to go on a lot of dates and do things the right way. I think I need a lot of practice. This should get interesting. Lucky you.
♥ Miss Fabulous