Rules...

Even if you’re taking a break from men (for however long you, or me, see fit), you’re not dead!

My mother instilled this in me since before I was really dating. Never leave the house without earrings and lipstick. Secondly, she says, after a break up, you dust off the outfit you look best in and work it.

#1 Fashion is Passion

You may not be in the mindset, heart-set, or headset to wrangle a new man, but it doesn’t mean you need to look like a hobo or that you’ve “given up” (i.e. sweatpants or your version of such).

I don’t disagree with my mom on this. A little mascara can go a long way even if you’re running to pump some gas or head to the grocery store. I also have personally taken this on as a way to make myself feel and look better, even if I don’t. I have worn a hot outfit to work and turned the corner only to come face-to-face with blast from the past. Fellow dude says, “Hey, looking good today.” Dude I used to date says sarcastically, “Yeah, work attire” alluding that you never pulled out the stops when you were dating them.

Just take a moment in your morning between coffee breaks and brushing you teeth to think about what you wear…you never know who you’re going to run into, let alone who you could meet. My mother always told me that.

#2 Pump the break - Don’t go blind yourself!

While I’ve said it before, just ‘cause I’m breakin’ doesn’t mean I’m not socializing. So while I don’t feel overly anxious to get to know that tall, brunette brute across the bar, doesn’t mean mama can’t window shop before her next paycheck.

Sure public declaration led me to the prior post Senor Said but it was fun to say the least. He was cute. He was sweet. He was charming…even if I were filler while he gets over his ex and moves onto what the dating scene really is like in Los Angeles.

It doesn’t hurt to look at the guy waiting in line at the post office, or smile at the guy sitting next to you at a light on Sunset. The more we become aware of our surroundings, the more likely we are to enjoy life and those who are in it. I find myself saying hello to those unexpectedly because despite any hurt I feel, or what I have been through, we’ve all been through it and someone on the receiving end can’t wait to meet someone like you! Well, me and you, but you know what I mean. We all have horror stories to share. We all have layers to shed and wounds to lick clean. We all want in the end of the day someone to ask how you are and that person is glad it’s you walking through that door.