"Yoohoo! FBFs! Up here, it's moi, your favorite DABITs Linds!"
Bonjour DABAs and DABITs! Linds here with some updates for those of you longingly searching for the FBF in NYC.
My most recent discovery, ma cheries, comes to our fair Island from far, far away. Think back to your study abroad days. Those European boys were exciting, they were fun, they knew how to have a good time. Yes, they wore the same skinny JBrand’s as you did and had some interesting ideas on male ‘dos, but remember how much fun you had with them at Queen in Paris until 4 a.m.? When you let Marco walk you home and buy you late night chocolate croissants? And then that fantastically wonderful rendezvous behind the hotel….? No? Was that just me????
Oh, ladies, you remember. It was fun and exciting because they were foreign, they were mysterious, and they ADORED American girls. Well, good news bébés!! They have come to New York!!!
I was recently set up with a French guy, we’ll call him Pierre. Pierre is here for a year on an amazing exchange program from his office in Paris, and is working in the New York office of an insurance firm. Upon meeting him, I was completely thrown off by his très European style, but 3 dirty martinis later, VOILA! I realized what a catch Pierre was! NYC FBFs have been totally down in the dumps since the recession. They hate their jobs but are holding on to them for their dear lives. They don’t know what else to do with four years at Yale and an apartment in Chelsea that father dearest would rather die than help their son pay for. But these Europeans, chickies, they are fab. They LOVE New York and love New York City girls. Take Pierre:
Moi: So are you enjoying your time in NYC?
Pierre: Mais oui chérie! New York is the most fabulous city in the world!
Moi: [Blusing, because I take credit for this] Oh no… J’adore Paris! Paris is far more wonderful!
Pierre: Non non non! I never want to leave New York. The restaurants, the nightlife, the girls!!!
Moi: [Blushing again] Oh Pierre, promise me you’ll never, ever leave!
The last part I said to myself… I hope.
Well, Pierre wants to do everything and anything in NYC. In the past week he has suggested Chloe, La Esquina, Rose Bar, and the likes. I may have to drag him to Bloomie’s for some appropriate denim wear, but that’s nothing a little helpful DABIT push can’t fix.
Tata for now DABITS, and bon chance!
