Dating A Banker Anonymous

Apparently ladies, if you live in NY and are dating a banker, there is a support group just for you. Dating A Banker Anonymous (DABA for short) allows women to dress up, gather at meetings, drink martini's and commisurate over the fact that their once uber rich boyfriends/fiances/husbands are now, in light of the economic meltdown, not so rich (which apparently upsets the entire relationship, since these women got involved pricely for their partner's spoils...)

Reading about this group, which of course, has a corresponding blog, http://dabagirls.com/, I couldn't help but be proud of our little group here at No Man Land...

Here is the blurb from their blog:

"Are you or someone you love dating a banker? If so, we are here to support you through these difficult times. Dating A Banker Anonymous (DABA) is a safe place where women can come together – free from the scrutiny of feminists– and share their tearful tales of how the mortgage meltdown has affected their relationships. DABA Girls was started by two best friends whose relationships tanked with the economy. Not knowing what else to do, we did what frustrated but articulate girls have done since the beginning of time - we started a blog. So if your monthly Bergdorf’s allowance has been halved and bottle service has all but disappeared from your life, lighten your heart with laughter and email your stories to dabagirls@gmail.com. Warning all stories sent will be infused with our own special brand of DABA Girl humor."

I'm not saying that No Man Land is a feminist blog by any means, but, we certainly have evolved well past the DABA girls, that's for certain.

A true relationship is one that weathers the storm - not one that only survives on a beach in Sam Tropez... What the DABA girls really need is a No Man Land lesson or two...

Mr. Perfect on Paper

Career? Check. Good family? Check. Tall? Check. Educated? Check. Rich? Check. Right social circle? Check. Right ethnity? Check. Right religion? Check.

Mr. Right? Wrong.

Everyone has experienced Mr. Perfect on Paper. He's the one that has all the prerequisites, and yet is completely uninspiring, annoying, shallow, or just plain wrong for you. The problem is, the older we get, the more expectations we gather, and therefore eliminate most men that aren't Mr. Perfect on Paper. The problem is - as I've said - Mr. Perfect on Paper is oftentimes Mr. All Wrong.

It is a fine line between knowing your needs, and systematically excluding men because they don't match your list of do's and don'ts. If you are too narrow in your scope, you might just end up on date after date with Mr. Perfects on Paper, never actually finding Mr. Perfect in the Flesh.

Next time you meet someone who isn't Perfect on Paper, give him a chance. You never know, you might surprise yourself and throw your old checklist out.