Not a brutal dating scene for men. You can never say that a city the size of Los Angeles is particularly brutal for anyone, because it's possible to find whatever niche you're looking for. Every 3rd of July I remember how we met. His humor sparked our relationship.
I smiled to myself, answered him and explained that I am a former New Yorker who has never had a garden. I mentioned that I would be open to any other questions you could ask me. I also said that I love flowers and that I have fresh flowers at home every week. I never heard from him again.
The third gentleman who answered me had a beautiful photo and said he was a marketing executive. He asked some very direct questions and I answered them all. After four days of texting back and forth, I asked him how he would like to proceed. In the fifth message, he told me the truth.
I was in a wheelchair and was looking for an email friend. The next day I received a very complimentary message from a man, a dentist,. He explained that the camera on his phone wasn't working and asked if we could chat. I don't give my number to strangers, so I asked for their number.
We talked for a while and I liked our conversation and I thought we had common interests. We talked several more times, and even though he still couldn't send me a photo, we made plans to meet. I took a chance because he was a great talker. Was that a warning sign? I asked Alvin to describe his appearance.
He said: “I look like a distinguished Tony Curtis. I liked a man 16 years older than me who often lived in a different zip code during the years we dated. I lived in Hollywood and most of our conversations took place through Gmail. Two days after the Alvin debacle, a gentleman came up and, when I looked at his photo, I was very impressed.
I answered him and he asked for my number to chat. I called him and we had a great conversation. He told me that he was a landscape designer who painted mainly in Big Sur and that he had an apartment there, as well as in Southern California. He loved to cook Italian food and invited me to his house for dinner.
I wasn't comfortable with his offer of a first meeting. So, we agreed to meet at a restaurant the next night. He looked older than his photo, but he was still handsome and more distinguished. Our conversation was dynamic and he asked a lot of questions.
I was interested in his paintings and wanted to know how he chose his places and what made his paintings different. Dating in a small town in Colorado didn't prepare me to look for love in Los Angeles, LA. On the last day of my trial offer, I received another message. He liked my profile and my photo and wanted to see us that night.
I wanted to chat before we met. We talked a few more times, and I discovered that I was the drummer of a somewhat famous band. We met at a salon in North Hollywood. Fortunately, it looked like his photo.
We talked for a couple of hours. I discovered that he was really a Renaissance man who paints and writes poetry and that he is a gourmet cook. When we were ready to leave, he gently grabbed my hand and looked me straight in the eye. He then explained that he was married and that he was in an unhappy situation.
I didn't have to say any more. I told him I wasn't interested in seeing him again and thanked him for the drink. The author lives in Studio City, writes romantic fiction and consults in the fashion industry related to fashion fairs and specialty luxury stores. Occasionally, you may receive promotional content from the Los Angeles Times.
And maybe, for a while, that will make dating a little more difficult in Los Angeles. I have been told many times that I intimidate men. Dressing for greater comfort is a universal concept all over the world, but in Los Angeles it can indicate that you are not ready to grow up or become an adult. A common theme I've found when I ask people about dating in Los Angeles is that it's VERY hard to meet someone.
Los Angeles is a major metropolitan city with more than 10 million people (if you include the entire county), making it one of the largest markets for dating in the United States. Like the above, there's a good chance you've dated or dated someone “in the industry” while living in L. Having lived in Los Angeles and visiting it whenever I can, it's a unique market for dating that has its own perks and frustrations. Unlike San Francisco, with its steep hills, fog and wind, and New York, with its winter snowstorms and humid summers, the people of Los Angeles have no reason not to go out and meet people organically.
One of the first “dates” I had after moving here was with someone I met at a health food cooperative in Santa Monica. Los Angeles is not a walkable city, depending on where you live, the motivation to go out can be difficult. Regardless of your stance on the matter, it's hard to make weekend appointment plans, as that can derail last-minute weekend trips. Even if you're okay with dating in your neighborhood or are willing to venture out, parts of Los Angeles evoke a certain sense of relaxed attitude and beach vibes that may appeal to some, but others are embarrassed by flip flops in public, a frat boy's fashion sense or lack of cultural taste and desire to explore the world around them.
Not in the sense that getting dates is more difficult for them, because it certainly isn't, but I think it can be a little more difficult for women looking for long-term relationships. I made the mistake of reading about the Los Angeles dating scene and it goes without saying that most of the posts are depressing and say that this is a brutal dating city for men. Described as dating apps for celebrities, Raya has become synonymous with Los Angeles and stereotypes about Los Angeles. Los Angeles attracts many people and professions that lend themselves to being social, networking and doing things in person.