tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65747262011-04-21T17:51:16.629-07:00Supermodel Personals<i>Give me peace, love, and a hard cock.</i><br><br><a href="http://supermodelpersonals.blogspot.com/atom.xml" title="Atom feed">Atom Feed</a><br><br><a href="http://taramorrison.blogspot.com">Who writes this shit?</a><br><br>Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.comBlogger1251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1155446020816502402006-08-12T22:12:00.000-07:002006-11-21T02:03:00.793-08:00Sensual, spiritual, and sent from God. I'm an old-fashioned girl who just wants to make a nice home for her man. Of course our phone calls are monitored by the CIA, and my bank account has been frozen for three years while a grand jury is deciding if I laundered money to Pakistan, but I don't let that stop me from living my life to the fullest. I've got a PhD, a pilot's license, and I've even Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1155445637582308462006-08-12T22:06:00.000-07:002006-10-31T00:08:51.103-08:00Short man syndrome got you down, as you're starting to feel the slow creep of middle age? Worried that rumors about your sexuality will derail the success of your latest movie? Well, I've got a proposition for you: five years, five million dollars. Artificial insemination only- NO SEX. Enjoy the attention of the paparazzi once again, accompanied by the arm candy of a former teen TV sensation. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1155445374191936632006-08-12T22:00:00.000-07:002006-08-12T22:02:54.210-07:00I'm gorgeous and successful, so why am I still single? I just can't shake the feeling that life is passing me by. I guess I shouldn't have been spending all those nights studying for the Bar Exam, when I could've been perfecting my blow job technique, and getting guys to buy me things. Shit, I could be half owner of a house right now, and not even need to go to an office every day- what a fuckingTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1118290415968103602005-06-08T21:11:00.000-07:002005-06-08T21:14:43.890-07:00Registered at Williams-Sonoma, 600 guests arriving in an hour, but I've got this feeling that I just can't shake. Maybe there's something more out there for me. Maybe I need to leave this fairy-tale behind, and hop on a bus to Albuquerque. Maybe I'll meet a hitchhiker who looks like Brad Pitt, we'll get a motel room, and do all of the things I told my fiancee I wouldn't. Maybe when they find me Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1118290739992257782005-06-08T21:09:00.000-07:002005-06-08T21:18:59.993-07:00I love bizdev because you can do a lot of sitting around and talking shit with people, plus you get to travel a lot and expense those weekends in Vegas where male strippers drink champagne out of your shoes. Unfortunately, I need to find something else to occupy my time, since I've been fired from a prominent tech company for banging one of the engineers. These days, you can find me rocking my Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1110623939553440872005-03-12T02:37:00.000-08:002006-10-05T02:57:38.376-07:00Oh, I don't actually ride my bike like this, that would be ridiculous. Actually, I don't even have a license. Can you believe I've lived in LA for a year, and don't even know how to drive? I just stand like this in front of my house when I need to go places, and within minutes, someone is offering to give me a ride. Actually, this isn't even my bike!  Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1110623821674442402005-03-12T02:34:00.000-08:002005-03-12T02:37:01.676-08:00All my life, I've wanted a Stepford Husband: the perfect guy who knows when to speak up for me, when to shut the fuck up, and can also go all night long without any of that "Honey we just did it ten minutes ago" bullshit. Sadly, my experiments have yet to yield the perfect result, and I am in desperate need of another specimen on which to refine my craft. Ladies, are you wanting to get rid of a Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1110623650930305582005-03-12T02:31:00.000-08:002005-03-12T02:34:10.930-08:00After a long day of shooting in an abandoned factory, clad in painstakingly applied feathers, while P. Diddy stares daggers at you and whispers to his entourage, I really need to come home to something that feels normal and stable. I'm just looking for a nice, church-going guy, who appreciates family, commitment, and mutual respect. I do sometimes cry in my sleep, and have been known to disappearTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1110623465084432192005-03-12T02:28:00.000-08:002006-09-10T07:44:00.250-07:00See, I'm just a sweet country girl that you can take home to mom and dad. I cook, I clean, I know how to take care of my man. What's that? Oh that's just my collection of knives. Sometimes I like to run the blade along my wrist, and think about what it would be like to open up my veins and watch the blood stream down my body until I pass out. No, it's no big deal.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1110623289241824062005-03-12T02:26:00.000-08:002005-03-20T09:03:22.026-08:00Listen, I'll be honest with you: I smoke a lot, I swear a lot, and I don't give a shit about what your hopes and dreams are. I'm looking for a smart, sexy, funny guy who can teach me some C++, and let me drive his Porsche. I'll be a really bad influence on you, and if we go out longer than four months, I'll totally ruin your life. So let's just have fun while it lasts. And don't have a dog, Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1106872857452836752005-01-27T16:40:00.000-08:002005-01-27T16:40:57.453-08:00Daring, avant-garde, iconoclast- those are just a few of the words used to describe me. Not just any woman can strut her stuff in ass-baring pants, it takes a certain type of girl to rebel against silly, provincial mores. And if you think these look hot, wait until you see my crotch-baring bikini.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1103934310624629772004-12-24T16:24:00.000-08:002004-12-28T15:09:22.986-08:00What to do when the one love of your life tells you on Christmas Eve he's getting married? You can't cry into your champagne and furiously write your snarky blog forever. You need to get out there, get back in the game, get on with your own sexy life. That, and order up a quarter of hydroponic, and an 8-ball from the delivery guy who put an ad on Craigslist. Here's to you, darling, Happy Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1103933786469065272004-12-24T16:15:00.000-08:002004-12-24T16:17:40.950-08:00 Lazy rich girl...yawn... likes to party... yawn... can get lots of free hotel rooms... yawn... Did I tell you I'm working on an album now?.    Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1103933696369845902004-12-24T16:13:00.000-08:002004-12-24T16:14:56.370-08:00Fitness models get no respect in the fashion world. Well, fuck you Anna Wintour and all you anorexic Vogue bitches, I could crack your vapid skulls between my thighs. And I'd like it.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1099497257705934992004-11-03T07:54:00.000-08:002004-11-03T08:53:11.800-08:00Chairperson of the South Carolina chapter of the Young Republicans, and born-again Christian seeks handsome gentleman with similar moral values. I enjoy working tirelessly to destroy the ideals our country was founded upon, legislating my personal religious beliefs, and planning the exile of homosexuals to their own island. I also enjoy a good spanking. You should be a knee-jerk reactionary who Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1096188137753460332004-09-26T01:38:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:42:17.753-07:00Yeah, I used to go to Sex Addicts Anonymous, but who's got time for all that 12-step bullshit? I'm perfectly happy the way I am, and what's so wrong anyway about pulling a gangbang on the crosstown bus? It's not like that many people saw.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1096187820061572462004-09-26T01:32:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:37:00.060-07:00 Deviant society bitch into girl-on-girl BDSM. In between botox parties, and spending my husband's money, I also enjoy spanking and humiliating pretty young trophy wives I meet at tennis lessons. Ah, what you wouldn't give to see a former Miss Teen Texas licking my Manolos. Give me a call, and maybe we can work something out.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1096187532919360082004-09-26T01:30:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:32:12.920-07:00I've been trying to break-up with my lover, but it's been too hard to do alone. I need a sexy boy to turn to during this time of need, and to help in moving my waterbed out of the apartment. Honesty, and sense of humor are most important to me, and also a big dick.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1096187388541329292004-09-26T01:25:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:29:48.540-07:00Swing the heartache. Creepy gothic weirdo girls who try way too hard, into skinny guys who wear velvet pants for Lestat-like fun. Please give us some validation, or we'll have to start acting even more melodramatic, and post nude pictures of ourselves on Suicide Girls.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1096187029817141302004-09-26T01:21:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:23:49.816-07:00Trailer-park, meth whore, just out of jail for beating up my baby's daddy, needs it NOW. You too can be a part of my downward spiral, and genuinely sick lifestyle. I'm looking for someone to go shoplifting with, and to accompany me to court appearances, and appointments with my probation officer. There's a slight chance I will be confined to the house soon by an electronic bracelet, but that justTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1096186879452272362004-09-26T01:18:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:21:19.453-07:00Model/actress/waitress looking for a smart, attractive gentleman/benefactor. I enjoy working out, tanning, hanging out at the Coffee Bean, and dressing like a hooker to go to flea markets and make old ladies stare in amazement. And I'm not embarrassed when the whole world can see my thong, that's in now, and it lets everyone know how sexy and uninhibited I am.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093155991212308382004-08-21T23:21:00.000-07:002004-09-26T01:18:09.466-07:00I work in a peep show and give handjobs all day, but at night, I'd like to come home to a nice, understanding gentleman for love and companionship. I'm looking for someone who likes to play softball, go for walks on the beach, and spend romantic evenings in front of a webcam for my tasteful and classy porno site.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093155581221563982004-08-21T23:17:00.000-07:002004-08-21T23:19:41.220-07:00Ah, there's nothing more fun than being rich, pretty, white, and chauffeured around a third-world country on a rickshaw- except being able to share it with someone you love.    Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093155334913617292004-08-21T23:14:00.000-07:002004-08-21T23:15:34.913-07:00Florida MILFs do it better! Having five kids doesn't stand in the way of being my sexy self. I still go to Target in my bikini, and wear stiletto heels around the pool. And no, I'm not looking for a new father for my kids- they already have five.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093154358389676422004-08-21T22:56:00.000-07:002004-08-21T22:59:18.390-07:00I don't find modeling degrading. I think that I have a certain look, that conveys my creative nature, my intelligence, and passion for life, no matter what the pose.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093154147633763042004-08-21T22:54:00.000-07:002004-08-21T22:55:47.633-07:00VGL couple, young, sexy and successful seeks two black/latino body-builder type guys to fulfill a longtime fantasy. We can host, and provide the E.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093154027735807022004-08-21T22:50:00.000-07:002004-08-21T22:53:47.736-07:00I'm Miss World, somebody kill me.    Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093153746033521502004-08-21T22:47:00.000-07:002004-08-21T23:55:07.856-07:00 I'm not desperate to get married. It's true that I've already bought my wedding dress, and it's also true that I sometimes dress up in it and smile at myself in the mirror when I'm alone, but that just means I'm good at planning ahead. My registration at Williams-Sonoma and subscription to Modern Bride are indicative of my talents for being proactive, and a good bargain-hunter. It doesn't mean ITarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093153513614372012004-08-21T22:44:00.000-07:002004-08-21T23:55:24.966-07:00Interesting European girl who wears ugly shoes and doesn't watch TV. I am very open about love and sex, and don't have the weird hangups American girls do about things like shaving body hair, and looking feminine. I like an aggressive macho guy, who stands too close, and doesn't wear deodorant.    Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093153433551015162004-08-21T22:41:00.000-07:002006-10-22T10:14:46.700-07:00Sad, disaffected teenager home alone eating junk food while Moms at work, just waiting to meet an older man on the internet, to lose my virginity and go on a cross-country crime spree.    Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1093153238876536102004-08-21T22:40:00.000-07:002004-08-21T22:41:27.566-07:00My last boyfriend thought it was weird, how much time I spent alone in my room, practicing Bruce Lee moves in bed with my cat. But, to a small subset of guys, this could be considered hot. I'm looking for one of those skinny, pale, passive-aggressive boys who collects comic books and lives in a dirty apartment full of other nerd-boys, and plays lots of video games.    Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088918312295270432004-07-03T22:16:00.000-07:002004-08-21T22:30:18.356-07:00 I really don't get all caught up in that perfect date crap, because it's not like I'm Cinderella... Although I do expect to be treated like her :-) I mean, honestly, I am just looking for a mature man, who is kind, considerate, compassionate and is interested in ME. I don't like mean people, and immature boys because they are stupid, inconsiderate, and sometimes scary at keg parties. I am hopingTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088917939574617752004-07-03T22:10:00.000-07:002004-07-03T22:12:19.576-07:00Rich and crazy- a winning combination! Has-been actress, with a penchant for shoplifting, and a nasty Oxycodone habit seeks companionship for afternoons strolling in Beverly Hills, and nights protecting me from jumping off the hotel balcony as I down martinis and giggle like a mad elf.&nbsp  Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088917743469463622004-07-03T22:07:00.000-07:002004-07-03T22:09:03.470-07:00Dear Diary, Tonight I had a date with a wonderful man I met at the internet cafe. His name is Gideon Mubako, and he is actually a very prominent doctor in Nigeria. He is so kind and generous, and kept telling me how smart I am, and what a good reputation I have. Tommorrow, we're going to the bank, to arrange the return of several million dollars owed to him upon the death of his father. For someTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088917620250308532004-07-03T22:05:00.000-07:002004-07-03T22:07:00.250-07:00I know what you must be thinking- what is this hot girl doing home watching TV, in Cindy Sherman poses, every night? Could it be because men are intimidated by my money? No... Could it be because I'm just too aggressive? No... Could it be because I'm an ice-cold bitch who just can't get close to anyone and always grows to hate the people I love? Maybe...   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088910509761288292004-07-03T20:07:00.000-07:002004-07-03T20:08:29.763-07:00I lead a very liberal and open-minded lifestyle. But I grew up in the church and went to Christian schools, so I have strong values too. I don't go to church regularly anymore, but one day I'd like to get into a church that's not too conservative. During the day, I am a school yearbook photographer, and by night I am a Mistress of Domination, and webmaster. I have many hobbies, in fact there are Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088910406746511202004-07-03T20:05:00.000-07:002004-07-03T20:06:46.746-07:00 Eligible bachelorette! My hobbies are: lounging around house, casually sipping Cuba Libres, wearing the kind of horrific mismatched ensembles only rich bitches can get away with, relaxing in my elegant brownstone while surrounded expensive tchotchkes from my travels to the deep south and Pennsylvania Dutch country. Who wouldn't want to share that with me?   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1088910301769946582004-07-03T20:03:00.000-07:002004-07-03T20:05:01.770-07:00Oh baby, baby, my loneliness is killing me. I must confess, I still believe. When I'm not with you, I lose mind. Give me a sign- hit me baby, one more time.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1086046775497746602004-05-31T16:38:00.000-07:002004-06-21T13:52:44.346-07:00You've got the H2, got the nice house- the fireplace, the piano, the tasteful objets d' art and framed pictures of your kids' birthday parties- and, most importantly, you've got the divorce. Now all you need is a hot 19-year old little bitch to stroke your... ego, and stroll around the house in lingerie, looking sexy and pissed off. Forget about those bratty kids and their incessant whining, "Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1086045637305340592004-05-31T16:18:00.000-07:002004-05-31T16:38:09.306-07:00I've been living in an underground bomb shelter since Y2K. But it gets lonely down here. I'm desperately looking for a rugged, survivalist type of guy, with a soft spot for sweet girls who wake up screaming in the middle of night, with nightmare visions of the apocalypse.   Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1086045241431087752004-05-31T16:11:00.000-07:002004-05-31T16:14:01.430-07:00Adventurous, sophisticated, world traveler home for the summer. I was living in Morocco for a while, until I got busted smuggling hashish in my afro. Now I'm living in my grandma's guest room in Long Beach until my next adventure. I'm looking for a guy who is spontaneous and carefree, who would like to listen to my interesting stories over Kung Pao Spaghetti at CPK, and have a summer fling with Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1084042204247366302004-05-08T11:50:00.000-07:002004-05-08T11:56:00.013-07:00We are Natasha and Svetlana. We look for kind, generous men to give endless love faithfulness. We come to United States to be pop stars. You know Tatu? We better than them. We give good show, no just kissing. We promise you be happy and want to take us shopping. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1083450519825811132004-05-01T15:28:00.000-07:002004-05-01T15:33:00.030-07:00Dial H for Hottie. Sexy, mysterious, moody and intriguing- I speak 7 languages, and once posed for a series of photographs based on the Kama Sutra. Oh yeah. Did I mention I also have a stalker ex-fiancee who harasses any man who talks to me? Yeah, so you may get your tires slashed, and find your puppy drowned in the toilet, but isn't that just proof that I'm really worth it?Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1083450380680341932004-05-01T15:26:00.000-07:002004-05-01T15:30:40.810-07:00Quirky, "Dharma-type" artist girl. I am most inspired by sunrises, kittens playing with balls of yarn, and the work of Thomas Kinkade. You may have seen my paintings adorning the walls of dentist's and psychiatrist's offices in the greater Long Island area. I just graduated from the Art Institute- a very prestigious school, you may have seen their ads on MTV, and I am looking for a handsome, Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1083450317536410722004-05-01T15:25:00.000-07:002004-05-01T15:29:37.670-07:00Girl Interrupted Things you'll find in my bedroom: Red velvet drapes, elaborate candelabras, extensive lingerie collection from Paris, and seventeen half-eaten rotisserie-cooked chickens under the bed.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1083449633269872032004-05-01T15:13:00.000-07:002004-05-01T15:52:47.890-07:00I have to warn you, I grew up on a commune in western Massachusetts, and went to Waldorf schools, so I'm a little out of touch with reality. Now I live in San Francisco, where I work to protect homeless people's right to panhandle. It's very rewarding, but I'm having a hard time meeting men who are interested in pursuing a long-term relationship with me. Having lived here for a few years though, Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082604331968586242004-04-21T20:25:00.000-07:002004-04-21T20:29:38.640-07:00It's harder than you think to meet men when you're a nudist. They either expect you to be a nymphomaniac, or make you suffer through their lame "there's a pubic hair in my soda" jokes. Enough already! I'm looking for a sensuous, caring, open-minded gentleman who is serious about living a nudist/naturist lifestyle. No fatties, please.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082604173769516182004-04-21T20:22:00.000-07:002004-04-21T20:27:00.560-07:00Adorable ski-bunny needs someone to keep me warm. I don't really snowboard, but look how cute I am in this furry vest! Besides, snowboarders have all the good weed hook-ups.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082278839838086232004-04-18T02:00:00.000-07:002004-04-18T02:04:41.670-07:00I hate that moment on Sunday mornings when you wake up at some guy's house and realize you have to stumble home in the same miniskirt and makeup that looked so sexy the night before, but just looks scary in the cruel light of dawn. And everyone on the subway knows you've got a raging hangover and your underwear is stuffed in your purse. God, let me get married soon, because if I have another one Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082278738258388962004-04-18T01:58:00.000-07:002004-04-21T20:35:52.403-07:00Beverly Hills Attention seeking, label-whore, bad actress, and shoe fetishist looking for photogenic partyboy for a two-week publicity-stunt marriage to make the top story on Inside Edition. Did I also mention I'm an heiress, and can get lots of free hotel rooms?Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082278537290978162004-04-18T01:55:00.000-07:002004-04-18T02:07:32.950-07:00I used to hook, but I'm management now. I've inherited a big, gaudy house, and a lucrative escort service, and I just need the right kind of guy to share it with. Someone who likes romantic dinners, walks on the beach, can help me launder large quantities of cash, and knows to keep his hands off the merchandise. So far, it's been that last part that's been difficult to find. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082278449254773492004-04-18T01:54:00.000-07:002004-04-18T01:58:11.123-07:00So naive, and helpless that I don't even know my own Social Security number. I'm just waiting for a bossy, manipulative prick to tell me what to do, and get me into lingere modeling.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1082278222954621212004-04-18T01:50:00.000-07:002004-04-18T01:54:24.873-07:00It's so fun when you're pretty and go grocery shopping. You can laugh and make fun of everything, and race the carts the around, and take 100 items to the express lane, and everyone thinks it's cute and endearing instead of obnoxious and stupid.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081148102590758092004-04-04T23:55:00.000-07:002004-04-18T02:22:02.610-07:00One of those smart, happy girls who buys fancy bedsheets and always talks to you like she knows something you don't, and is just humoring you because she went to a better college. Oh yeah, you know the type I'm talking about. Your mom's going to love me, but you're going to panic the night before our engagement party, and have to run off to Mexico and ruin your good credit score. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081148062950275322004-04-04T23:54:00.000-07:002004-04-04T23:54:22.950-07:00When you're a rich american, vacationing in a third-world paradise, it's good karma to be nice to the local peasants, and it makes everyone notice what a beautiful, caring and open-minded person you are.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081147795159727642004-04-04T23:49:00.000-07:002004-04-05T00:02:33.890-07:00Do you remember that part they added to Apocalypse Now Redux with the French family that lived in jungle? That was like my family, and I'm a little weird, in that rich, eccentric, sexy kind of way. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081147698013790562004-04-04T23:48:00.000-07:002004-04-04T23:48:18.013-07:009:00 meeting, 11:00 teleconference, I can fit you in for a 1:00 lunch and a quickie at the Holiday Inn... I'll be the one in the lime-green...Ok, see you later.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081147476591051742004-04-04T23:44:00.000-07:002004-04-04T23:44:36.590-07:00I'm not a nice girl, but everyone thinks I am. I'm looking for someone who wants to go out to dinner, and have sex a couple nights during the week, and maybe hang out a day on the weekend. I do not want to call you every day, or to meet your mom and dad. I like to be left alone, and I don't care if you travel often. I also need you to give me rides places, kill bugs, and lift heavy things, but Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081147390861492302004-04-04T23:43:00.000-07:002004-04-05T00:11:07.996-07:00Some people say that bisexual chic is only proof that girls will jump on any bandwagon if they think it will make guys like them better, but we say, so what? We haven't had to pay for our own dinners since 1998. A spy in the house of love. I've been watching you, Apartment 10. I see you at night, when you think you're all alone. But you're not alone, because we were meant to be together, and Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1081147320214433412004-04-04T23:42:00.000-07:002004-04-04T23:42:00.213-07:00Oh come on love, this party is bollocks! Let's go cruise down the coast in your Ferrari and do it in a parking lot somewhere.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1080856982107852362004-04-01T14:03:00.000-08:002004-04-01T14:03:02.106-08:00Marblehead Do you know the correct pronunciation of Commes des Garcons? WASP overachiever, blueblood scion of a successful horse breeding family seeks lazy, fat, alcoholic to hog the remote-control, and have sex in the coatroom at fancy parties. APRIL FOOLS! I'd never go out with a fat dude- though I'd consider lazy if you're hot.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1080760654527212242004-03-31T11:17:00.000-08:002004-03-31T11:17:34.526-08:00Uptight professional, trapped in the corporate machine, needs relief from the stresses of my yuppie existence. I'm sick of the repetetive monotony of my job, sick of rushing home every night to Lean Cuisine and Antiques Roadshow, and I need a companion for swingers parties because they don't let you go alone. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079824082643500442004-03-20T15:08:00.000-08:002004-03-20T15:08:02.643-08:00Once upon a time, I was a young girl who wanted to be a nurse. Now I'm the star of Nurse Nellie Takes It Up The Ass, Part Five. It's funny how dreams come true... sort of.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079824011841568662004-03-20T15:06:00.000-08:002004-03-22T09:50:12.326-08:00Here's to you, Mrs. Robinson. Sexy grande dame seeks naive young neighbor boy for lessons in love. I've got a poolhouse that's empty every afternoon, and I can do things you've only read about in Penthouse Forum.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079823935400224112004-03-20T15:05:00.000-08:002004-03-20T15:05:35.400-08:00The little blogger girl. Cheerleader, honors student, and I'm in a band! I tell my parents I'm a virgin, but the truth is I sneak out at nights to party with cholos, and the secrets to my good grades are diet pills, and having given a handjob to the vice principal. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079823831634672112004-03-20T15:03:00.000-08:002004-03-20T15:03:51.633-08:00Sexy, young widow seeks financially secure gentleman. My former husband rescued me from a life of donkey shows in Tijuana, and I'd like to remain in the lifestyle I've become accustomed to.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079822100260497372004-03-20T14:35:00.000-08:002004-03-20T14:35:00.260-08:00Los Angeles VGL, model/actor couple. Our hobbies include bringing female hitchikers back to motel rooms to scare the shit out of them, and sex in public places. Looking for an uninhibited SWF to join the party. No smoking, no diseases, no panties.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079425322637260792004-03-16T00:22:00.000-08:002004-03-16T00:26:26.340-08:00Former Survivor castaway, turned topless model / reporter for Wild On... enjoys getting drunk and making bad decisions. I'm looking for the type of guy who pages me 20 times a day, and starts fights with anyone who stares at me. I have no tan lines, or hangups about doing it on film. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079425225770437982004-03-16T00:20:00.000-08:002004-03-16T00:24:29.093-08:00Salem Wicked Witch of the East. What, you thought there were no hot witches? Think again, little boy- covens of crazy girls who dance around in the woods at night are an untapped subset of possibilities you never even thought of. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079425106081453042004-03-16T00:18:00.000-08:002004-03-16T00:22:38.623-08:00I'm one of those loud-mouthed, big hair types, who dresses "funky" and says inappropriate things in public. You know me, I'm always the friend of your sister, or sitting a few cubicles down at work, making raunchy jokes at the office Christmas party, and going to male strip clubs. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079424931119622802004-03-16T00:15:00.000-08:002004-03-16T00:20:58.403-08:00Medellin Nervous short girl into fantasy novels and The Simpsons seeks quiet, sensitive guy to while away the hours with me in my library of cocaine.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079412512887656132004-03-15T20:48:00.000-08:002004-03-16T12:53:19.046-08:00Runaway from Ohio, hoping to make it big in Hollywood. You may have seen me hanging out in the parking lots of places where famous people go, hoping to trade blow jobs for a walk-on part in Malcolm In The Middle. I'm willing to do whatever it takes because, let's face it, I can barely read and don't know how to use a computer so in a couple months I'll be doing porn anyway.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079412443911109602004-03-15T20:47:00.000-08:002004-03-15T20:51:29.826-08:00It takes a certain kind of broad to run a junkyard, and look sexy doing it. Did I mention that I also have an MBA? I'm fiercely independent, and financially secure. Did I mention that I'm ranked one of the top five pool players west of the Mississippi? I like classic cars, bowling, and beer. Did I also mention that I'm really a dude?Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079411067164911102004-03-15T20:24:00.000-08:002004-03-15T20:28:09.966-08:00Androgenous power lesbian seeks cute, young, femme to lie languidly around my pallazzo, eating grapes and looking sexy. Some light houskeeping work also required. Come and sit on Daddy's lap.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079410905025668852004-03-15T20:21:00.000-08:002004-03-15T20:26:44.653-08:00Triple-jointed trapeze artist seeks fit, flexible partner for truly memorable experiences. Most of the year, I travel cross-country with a circus sideshow and bang carnies but, come winter, I'd like to settle down in Florida with a man I can call my own. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079386125158200992004-03-15T13:28:00.000-08:002004-03-15T18:05:39.513-08:00Exotic beauty wants someone who can love me for me- I'm slightly crazy, so I'm down with pretty much anything. Drugs? OK. Your friends want to watch? That's OK too. Please, no more lonely nights sprawled across the piano, singing Fiona Apple covers, and getting drunk alone. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1079386068393335462004-03-15T13:27:00.000-08:002004-03-15T18:03:08.403-08:00Assistant TV Producer, new to LA from Boston, seeks mutually beneficial arrangement with someone who can help furthur my career in television. Right now, I'm working on an afternoon talk show, and I'd really like someone to spend quality time with in between tapings of My Toddler Is Obese, and Paternity Test Secrets Revealed. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078982950263342422004-03-10T21:29:00.000-08:002004-03-10T21:32:19.326-08:00Staten Island Mafia princess seeks understanding boyfriend with potential to join The Family. Discretion, a must! Other pluses: defusing car bombs, cutting coke, and making a good marinara. And if you screw me over, my brothers will put your body under our patio.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078982878588757752004-03-10T21:27:00.000-08:002004-03-10T21:32:35.780-08:00I'm so tired of being called a dilettante. People said that when I was a painter, and then when I was an actress, and now they scoff at my guitar playing. What gives? I just want to be taken seriously, and I would love a hot musician boyfriend to give me private lessons, and indie credibility.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078982623611800622004-03-10T21:23:00.000-08:002004-03-10T21:26:52.746-08:00Raging bulimic, and unapologetic label-whore seeks handsome boy-toy accessory. Duties will include: telling me which jeans my butt looks good in, lifting heavy things, and killing bugs and stuff. Must be able to coordinate outfits before we go out. Bad shoes are a dealbreaker. No smokers!!!Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078810817797973562004-03-08T21:40:00.000-08:002004-03-09T20:53:22.966-08:00First they fall at my feet, then they always run away. Could it be because of my narcissism? No... My shoplifting habit? No... My multiple personalities that include an 8-year old girl and twentysomething gay guy? Maybe.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078808599943104792004-03-08T21:03:00.000-08:002004-03-09T20:53:58.420-08:00Castle von Bauhaus Princesses of Evil, high in the mountains, plotting world domination, and surrounded by falcons trained to do our bidding. But it's a lonely life, and we'd really like some guys to snuggle up with and watch Everybody Loves Raymond.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078798298639370852004-03-08T18:11:00.000-08:002004-03-08T18:14:45.030-08:00Narnia It's very hard to meet men when you live perched upon a tree limb inside a mystical fairytale land. But I am an optimist, and I know that someday my prince will come. I enjoy tea parties, casting spells, rescuing small children from the clutches of evil, and smoking opium.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078797445720404732004-03-08T17:57:00.000-08:002004-03-08T18:02:32.653-08:00Palm Beach Spoiled temptress with exotic pet collection seeks model-type boyfriend. We can take my tigers for walks in the park, and look sexy and pissed off.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078797106840124722004-03-08T17:51:00.000-08:002004-03-08T20:48:00.606-08:00You're fired. I built a corporate empire by the time I was 25. The secret to my success? I wear see-through dresses with no bra at business meetings. You think someone is going to say "no" to a stone-cold bitch in a see-through dress? Call me, and you too will be saying, "Yes Ma'am!"Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078619193162444392004-03-06T16:26:00.000-08:002004-03-08T20:51:25.513-08:00OKC Ever since I was on Girls Gone Wild, my life has been out of control. I'm just a nice country girl, working at a topless bar, until I settle down with Mr. Right. If we live together, maybe we can afford a double-wide!Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078618623405291692004-03-06T16:17:00.000-08:002004-03-08T20:45:42.420-08:00Tehran Obedient, virgin muslim girl availiable for marrige. I will not disgrace your family by ever learning to read, or leaving the house un-shrouded. Serious inquiries only, please. Assalamu alaikum. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078618150245166412004-03-06T16:09:00.000-08:002004-03-06T16:12:13.810-08:00Eccentric fashion student seeks playmate. I spent a semester in Paris, and I do things that American girls think are gross.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078618009564976972004-03-06T16:06:00.000-08:002004-03-06T16:09:53.153-08:00Boca Raton. Since my husband went to prison for insider trading, it's been lonely in this empty house. I enjoy the opera, charity auctions, dog shows, and Botox. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078617761655880822004-03-06T16:02:00.000-08:002004-03-08T20:50:10.200-08:00New Orleans Slumming. Depressed heiress seeks bad boy to piss off my dad. Piercings, tattoos, parole, and illegitimate children are all a plus. I can support your meth habit, and give you a new Jeep Cherokee if you can put up with all my drama. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078542126610227362004-03-05T19:02:00.000-08:002004-03-08T18:29:17.263-08:00Los Angeles Hi, my name is, like, Christi, with an "i". I have four dogs: Pookie, Mookie, Bookie, and Mr Snugglepuss, and they all sleep in my big canopied bed with me every night. Tee-hee-hee! I want to be a veterinarian, but for now I'm a stripper. Just don't tell my mom and dad! Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078541697592410042004-03-05T18:54:00.000-08:002004-03-07T23:26:02.623-08:00Santa Monica Yoga girl seeks yoga boy. I've seen you, walking down Wilshire Blvd, in your sandals, carrying your yoga mat. You are always too busy talking on your cellphone to notice me, but I see you every day. Baby, I could show you yoga poses that would make your dick pop right out of your jeans. Oh yeah, I took advanced yoga last year, and my instructor gave me some personal lessons that I amTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078541065533129642004-03-05T18:44:00.000-08:002004-03-05T18:47:27.390-08:00My name is Inga and I design hats. Nobody actually buys my hats, so I also work at Hooters. I am looking for a handsome benefactor to support me while I follow my dreams of designing for the top fashion houses, without having to stuff my ass into pantyhose and tight orange shorts to serve pitchers of beer to ugly guys while pretending to be nice. I would rather just pretend to be nice to one man,Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078540533045173422004-03-05T18:35:00.000-08:002004-03-05T18:38:34.996-08:00I've just been accepted at the Univeristy of Pittsburgh's Master of Library and Information Science program! Finally, I can leave my librarian job at the Sioux City, Iowa Community Center, and go to the big city and work in a real library! I'm looking for a tall, dark, handsome man to show me around the town. You know what they say about the quiet types... all the rumors are true. No fatties, Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078540090850913282004-03-05T18:28:00.000-08:002004-03-05T18:31:12.903-08:00You may have seen me on Blind Date, Extreme Dating, The Fifth Wheel, Elimidate, or DisMissed. But I'm so tired of reality tv dating shows. They keep trying to portray me as some exhibitionist, desperate attention-seeking bimbo. That is so untrue! I'm really very sweet and modest... I just do too much E.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078539705848259822004-03-05T18:21:00.000-08:002004-03-05T18:40:04.153-08:00I cannot reveal my identity because, at night, I become Wonderwoman. Make that Wonderbrawoman. I can leap tall buildings in stilletto heels, crush men between my thighs, and I wear magical panties. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078536320022463612004-03-05T17:25:00.000-08:002004-03-06T11:20:02.060-08:00I reject your American standards of beauty. You are all sheep. In my country, we embrace new ideas. We are not afraid to be different. These glasses are surgically implanted into my skull, as part of a body-modifaction performance piece I will be putting on at the Sorbonne. You are welcome to come to my opening reception and purchase one of my photogrpahs of twigs for 7500 Euros.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078535708624679912004-03-05T17:15:00.000-08:002004-03-07T23:27:34.013-08:00Allston Indie-girl seeks sensitive nerd-boy with pointy glasses, and Salvation Army sweaters. Please be vegan, and straight-edge, and like vinyl records, and weigh under 125 lbs. VOTE NADERTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078535393661448112004-03-05T17:09:00.000-08:002004-03-05T17:12:55.890-08:00Half-Romulan hermaphrodite seeks same. I know, it's hopeless.Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6574726.post-1078535335082571242004-03-05T17:08:00.000-08:002004-03-05T17:11:57.326-08:00Kinky, Italian model seeks domineering fashion photographer to fill up my portfolio and tell me how to think. Everyone will think you have the biggest dick in town when you wear me on your arm. And we can take any kind of picture, no matter how bizarre these conservative Americans think we are. Tarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01263995675929515654noreply@blogger.com0