Become Your Own Matchmaker!
Patti Stanger, if you don’t know owns her own Matchmaking business and is the star of her own reality show called The Millionaire Matchmaker which airs on a channel I am happy to say isn’t included in my line-up of 13 channels.
She’s also widely interviewed for women’s magazines and has made appearances on Dr. Phil and without looking, I’m sure she has her own profile on Wikipedia I’ll bet I could become a Facebook Fan.
No matter how bizarre my family might be, I know that I’m not going to open the mailbox this afternoon to find a copy of Become Your Own Matchmaker tucked appropriately between the junk mail. Which is why I can give a sympathy chuckle to my friend Salad Boobs who between bites of cupcake confessed that she didn’t know what was worse: the fact that the book arrived anonymously or the fact that a few days later, her mother confessed to having sent it.
A product description from Amazon.com: “If you’ve ever found yourself picking off your nail polish, sitting in your sweats with an empty carton of Ben & Jerry’s, wondering, “Where are all the good men, and why isn’t a gorgeous one standing shirtless in my kitchen mixing me up a pomegranate mojito?” I hate to tell you this, but it’s your own fault. Not to worry — I’m here to help you make that fantasy a reality, with one major addition: you’ll be sipping that mojito with a big, glittering diamond ring on your left hand.
Sounds too good to be true? It isn’t. As a third-generation matchmaker and the president of one of the world’s most elite dating services — the Millionaire’s Club — I’ve put myself in the enviable position of being friend, confidante, and relationship counselor to men and women the world over. I know what the good guys want in a wife, and what sends them screaming into the night. Now I’m sharing their secrets with you.
I’ve compiled my best tried-and-true advice and I’m going to tell you the things that even your best friend doesn’t have the courage to break to you. If you follow my formula, the man of your dreams will appear in your life, and you can be in a committed, monogamous relationship with him in less than a year. Get ready — I’m about to show you how to make all your relationship dreams come true.”
I suggested that while I thought this was all a bunch of crap-o-la that Salad Boobs and I should look at this as a cultural experiment that I could blog about this year. She then informed me that I was at an unfair disadvantage because, having already been married that actually makes me more desireable (this according to the book).
I’m going to surprise my 13 readers (funny how that number keeps coming up) by not bagging on a book that I’ve not yet read, that unless Salad Boobs agrees to participate in my social study I likely won’t read.
I just find it interesting that no matter how evolved women have become, how far we go in our careers that we continue to define ourselves, at least in part, by the presence or lack of presence of a man in our life. I wonder, do men do the same thing? Are there books out there geared toward men that basically message that they only THINK they have success, because until they have a wife at home, they’re not as successful as they think they are.
I don’t believe so. First because men mostly read magazines. Second because the media doesn’t seem to deliver the message to men that they are less-than if they don’t have a relationship. Once I forgave my former husband, it made it easier to conceive of having a relationship in my life. Getting rid of all that hatred quite literally made more room. I’m just so wary and in conversations I’ve had with single girl friends we’ve all come to love our pets and the comfort of a mug of coffee and a good book over the hassle associated with finding and committing and trusting in a new relationship.
But as my readers know, I have a few whack ideas about men.
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I think you should read the book and give it a shot as a social experiment and then blog about. For the benefit of your 13 readers. Very blogworthy topic.
Too bad you got rid of cable. There was a marathon session of “Millionaire Matchmaker” this afternoon on the Bravo channel. I watched four hours straight of that crap instead of going outside to enjoy the glorious weather! (I would also note that she gives my Boob Salad a run for its money. Her chest is HUGE.) xoxoxoxox, SB