Alex:  I never know what to drink when I go out. I always ask everyone what they’re getting before I order hoping it will help me make a decision. If I knew my drink, I wouldn’t have to contemplate for three hours whether I want vodka, whiskey, or a beer. I’ve always been jealous of my dad. He has been drinking bacardi and coke for as long as I can remember. He knows what he likes. I want to know what I like. The other night at Moms, my favorite bar in Santa Monica, it has a ping pong table, a nice gentleman asked “Can I buy you a drink?” I annoyingly responded “Hmm…what are you having? I usually go with a vodka tonic or a Jameson and lemonade, but it depends on the night.” He smiled, but I could tell he was really thinking… what the eff do you want? After that encounter, I decided I want to have a drink I like enough to order every time. That way I can actually talk to the cute guy at the bar instead of spending fifteen minutes picking a drink. Do you have a go-to?
Nik:  I don’t have one. But I need one because I do the same thing. I spend forever eyeballing every bottle on the shelf trying to make a decision. Then I’ll ask the bartender what I should get and he’ll ask what kind of alcohol I like and I don’t even know that. I guess I like a dirty martini, but only when I’m craving salt. I don’t like sugary drinks. I like wine, but only at restaurants. Beer makes me burp, which is never ideal, nothing like burping in a guys face right after he asks for your number…yeah. I don’t have my drink yet. I’d like go-to’s. A beer. A drink. A wine.
Alex:  What do you mean burping in a guys face is never ideal?
Nik:   I don’t even know how to respond.
Nik:  I just looked at the link you sent me.  I’m cracking up.  Does your dad wear cargo shorts?

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Alex:  It’s funny, this weekend a friend from back home asked if I’ve seen or met any celebrities yet. This was the fourth time I have been asked that same question. Well, I have actually. Annnnd we ended up making out a few times. He’s an actor and my little brother used to be obsessed with his show. I met him at a nightclub in Hollywood. I don’t exactly remember how we started talking, but after a good chat he asked for my number. I lightly blushed while I gave it to him. Thirty minutes later I got a text: “Yo good to meet you.” Then his name…as if I forgot. Gave him the good ol’ “ditto!” response. I was surprised when he texted me the next day. We chatted about random stuff…boy bands, cartoons, how the rest of our night went. After a few texting conversations he suggested we go to the venice canals. I’m always down for an adventure, so I met him there a few days later. I was surprised at how easy the conversation came. There was never a moment of silence. We walked around for a couple hours, he gave me the history of the canals and his life. It was interesting and a lot of fun. I tripped walking over one bridge, falling into him. No joke, it was an accident. It kicked off a bunch of flirting so I wasn’t as embarrassed afterwards. At one point someone stopped us to ask for a picture of him, it made me laugh! I could tell he came from a completely different universe. His lifestyle and the way he looked at life was so different from mine. As the night ended, he asked me if I could drive him to his car…he had to park farther away. Before he got out of car he leaned over and kissed me. Not just a peck-kiss, a full-on-french-kiss. His confidence was sexy and I think I was just overwhelmed with the whole night in general so I started giggling. He let out a little laugh too and then kissed me once more before exiting my car. We hung out a few more times but it felt like he was always putting on this persona. He slowly went from a prince to a player. I never expected anything serious to come from it, just a good time, but now I giggle every time someone asks if I’ve met any celebrities since I’ve moved to LA.
Nik:  Ha. That’s hilarious. I have a funny ‘hotel heiress’ story.  Think The Hangover.
Alex:  Tell me now?!
Nik:  Nope.
Alex:  Please?
Nik:  Nope.
Alex:  Calling you now… Answer your phone!
Nik:  Nope.

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Alex:  I just had a run in with Cruella De Vil’s sister. The Palisades is busy this morning. I start work at 8am and it just so happens to be the same time school starts. The streets are flooded with cars, kids, and parents. As I approach my building, someone is blocking the entrance of my parking structure. Now the cars behind me have to wait too and let me tell you the one directly behind me was not happy. She laid on her horn until I turned in the parking lot, which was about a 20 second wait. What did she want me to do? As I turn into the lot she speeds by flipping me the bird. Really? Unless someone in your car is dying, no one should beep like that. Can you imagine someone being this crazy in Wisconsin? I can’t. I tried to let it go but her meanness must have rubbed off on me because I couldn’t stop thinking about it. She needed an attitude adjustment, big time. It reminded me of a lesson I learned about a year ago when a close friend of mine sat me down. It was a life-changing conversation, a realization I’ll never forget. For 18 years I went to school. I had a routine. I knew where I was going to be, for how long, and what I was going to be doing. But then…school was over. No more papers, no more classes, no more routine. Everything was now in my hands. So much responsibility. So many decisions. I was scared. I was second guessing myself. I was lost in a field of negative energy and wasn’t aware of the damage my negative attitude was causing. It started to rub off on my best friend, until finally she told me how she felt. While my friend had the courage to tell me my bad attitude was affecting her, it was her positivity that spoke the loudest to me. I loved being around her. Who doesn’t like to be around a positive person who is self-aware and happy? I was allowing myself to emit a negative energy because I was always thinking negatively. I’m lucky to have a friend that lead by example and showed me how much better life is when you love yourself. It’s important to be conscious of your way of thinking and remember that attitudes are contagious. Is your attitude worth spreading?
Nik:  This is very mature and evolved of you. The sooner people make this realization in life the better off they are. And attitudes are definitely contagious. My Dad (he haaaaaates computers, blogs, facebook, etc. and so I’m hoping he’ll never see this, but if he does, “Hey Dad! Get happy! Love you!”) has the most negative outlook. The man is like Scrooge before he’s visited by the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future and buys a goose for Tiny Tim. I recently visited that side of my family for my Grandma’s 90th birthday. I drove to Idaho and although I was dreading the impending black cloud of my Dad’s negative attitude, the landscape of America is truly breathtaking and had me full of excitement. I had adventure-induced butterflies. Well. Within fifteen minutes of arrival, my shoulders started to fill with tension, my jaw was clenched and the roadtrip butterflies turned into acidic knots in my stomach. I’d give you the details, but rather than spread a negative experience, I’ll share how I made it positive. I think anyone dealing with someone who has a bad attitude can benefit from the breath. It’s that simple. Anytime I started to feel like I was holding onto his negative energy (tight shoulders, a clenched jaw and stomach were indicators), I’d slowly exhale until my body felt relaxed. Rather than holding onto the stress, I just breathed through it so I didn’t take on his attitude and make it my own, or worse yet, lash out and turn an F1 situation into an F5. It worked. And it works in traffic, in a never ending line at the grocery store, or with a grumpy friend. Take slow and deliberate breaths and make a conscious choice not to attach to their experience or negative emotions. I also think in the right circumstance, you can approach the person and tell them how you feel, like your friend did with you. But if you can’t, focusing on the breath will balance your perspective in any situation and hopefully help you maintain a positive outlook. Or find one.

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Nik:  The other day, I heard someone say ‘you can’t play a player’.  I say…don’t need to.  Players are insecure and they end up playing themselves.  Like clockwork.
Alex:  hair flip

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Nik:  This is a great read.  Reese Witherspoon is set to star in the movie.
Alex: Nice legs.
Nik:  Doggonit.
Alex:  Haha, I love you.

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Alex: Did you think dating was weird when you first moved out here?
Nik: I had a boyfriend who lived in Italy.
Alex: How’d you meet a guy in Italy?
Nik: I modeled in Milan
Alex: What? How did I not know this? You lived in one of my favorite Disney movies.
Nik: Milan, not Mulan.
Alex: Right.

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