Petite brat looking for a Posh hottie..

to enjoy hickie feast, theatre-dinner dates, and enjoys pulling suprises like shopping trips to Chanel and LV.
The bad weather has caused me to indulge in some worrying activities, i have never been a fan of speed/online/modern dating techniques-whatever modern is supposed to mean. Oooookay not fair to blame it entirely on the weather, as i have recently decided that Nigerian guys are a dating tragedy...sorry... nightmare. i digress...well, i found diesel dating; basically it's diesel..you know..the denim brand...they've set up this catalogue of their models whom you can contact.

I've been at it all day, that is after my daily dose of vogue.com, concrete loop, the sartorialist, topshop and i digress yet again. The girls are hotter than the guys,so not much help to me especially since i love boys, men, the opposite sex.

Viker say, "Newly graduate to meet bored forty something Mrs Robinson to start secret affair with. Your husband doesn't need to know. I spice up your daily routine."
WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They have also got videos of the models, which i think is top, as i can check out their asses, or lack there of. What am i thinking, I can't date a model, they'll be even more vain than i am, that won't, can't work. Maybe i should take it one step further and actually put up in a newspaper like metro or those London lites or whatever...wonder if I'll actually get replies, or at least a reply??? I might just bag a young and ambitious investment banker, young = 25 - 32. (i've got daddy syndrome, please don't judge my poor soul)

Better still an art dealer with eclectic friends as well as fashion sense, or even better an up an coming actor, or TV presenter,aristocrat...gosh.....choices......well, I'm tagged to marry a doctor, but we'll see about that.....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm