By Miss London
Hey readers Miss London here again! Guess what? I’m single! I know, I’m just as shocked as you are!

It’s not a case of not wanting a man, it’s just a case of not finding the right one!
And I know you’re thinking, ‘What’s wrong with you? There are so many to choose from! Just pick one and gwa’n about your business! ‘ But it’s more difficult than that!

I have certain categories and criteria that a potential suitor must fit into and if he doesn’t, then there’s no point in pursuing it!

Every girl will say that they’re waiting for “Mr Perfect,” but I’m not really sure he exists! There’s always something wrong, like he could be good looking but his personality is dead or he could have an amazing personality but he looks like Adebayor!! But then you’ll find someone with great looks and a great personality, but he has two baby mothers!! I can’t win!!

But time is ticking and as you can see winter is fast approaching, which means I’m running out of time to find a “Winter Hubby” before Christmas!

So I went man shopping up west with my girls last week to see if there was any winter hubby’s on sale. Our first stop was Topman. We spent about half an hour walking up and down scouting for boys and although we saw a few lookers, on closer inspection we found out that they didn’t swing our way and were probably looking for Top men of their own!! Lol They were nice guys though…

I remember looking at this cute cardigan, thinking, ‘if I had a boyfriend I’d buy him that’ when my eyes noticed a rather attractive young man standing a few feet away trailing through a rack of clothes – he was really quite cute and kind of looks a bit like Reggie Yates. Oh, and he had these really nice eyes!

Our eyes finally met and he gave me that look. Ladies, you know what I’m talking about; the look a guy gives you when he likes you, that hungry look! Like he’d just seen two Krispy Cream doughnuts without an owner! I looked back, gave him my innocent sexy look, stuck out my boobs a bit and flicked my hair! He smiled and walked over to me…

“You buying that for your boyfriend yeah?” He said in a deep, sexy voice.
I had completely forgotten that I was still holding the cardigan in my hand so I just said….

“Huh? Erm… yeah!”

“Aww that’s a shame, lucky guy!” He replied with a cute smile before walking off!

I wanted to do something that would make him stop in his tracks, but what could I say? ‘Wait Mr. Reggie Yates lookalike! I was holding the cardigan imagining that I HAD a boyfriend!’ He would probably walk even faster! So I just stood there holding the cardigan feeling like the biggest Krispy Cream doughnut ever invented!

I told my friends about my Reggie Yates lookalike guy and they laughed as expected, but in the end it was I who had the last laugh because as we walked out the shop, my Reggie Yates lookalike was crossing the road HOLDING HANDS with some other girl! Holding hands in West End? She’s definitely his girlfriend! You don’t just hold hands with any girl in the West End because you never know who you might bump in to

Men! *sigh*

But as I watched Mr and Mrs Reggie Yates lookalike skip down Oxford street, I couldn’t help but feel relieved…I could have ended up as the other woman!

After a few more minutes of cussing my Reggie Yates lookalike, my girls and I
Came to realise that there was no top men in Topman, just top waste and nice tops!

We gave up on the man hunt after that…..

My grandma always says, “you’re single ‘til you’re married,” which is true I guess!

And at 20 years old, should I really be this concerned with finding Mr Right? My theory is that the quicker you find a guy, settle down, get married and have kids, the quicker your life is over so why rush?

It’s just like when you were a kid and you couldn’t wait to be older, maybe the same applies to relationships. I’ll go rushing to find me a winter hubby and once I get one, I’ll wish I was single!
So maybe if I stop thinking about Mr Right-now and just think about me, the right guy will come. Or maybe I’m just destined to be single, grow old and have a cat named Clive! Who knows? But one thing I do know is that until then, the only men I need in my life are Ben and Jerry – the ice cream, that is!

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