When you're invited to a party and your friend tells you he's invited a single friend of his and thinks I would like her because she loves baking, Franz Kafka, Alexander McQueen , and Wisconsin ( all the things and people I appreciate) and she shows up--
with her fiancée. A woman as gorgeous and as sweet she was. I was disappointed for me but happy for them. We talked for hours, and laughed, and even exchanged contact information.
In the past month I met 5 beautiful women. None of which I could date because I'm not a woman.