I have not signed into my yahoo email for this account since I posted about the letter from a reader. Nor have I ever tried to make a myspace page with this account. Well someone tried to. Who? Mary? LOL

Strange.

maryrambin:

I just finished lunch with my ex-boyfriend from college/post-college at Bossa Nova.

We were friends for years before we actually dated, and it just occurred to me that one of the first meals we had together as a couple was The Bossa Salad. If I recall I was studying for a test so he brought me his favorite salad before I had to burn the midnight oil.

Truth be told, I still love him and the salad.

Although I always knew we would never get back together, I still refer to him as the love of my life. (Don’t get upset, I haven’t given up on “The One.”) He was my first true love, and we were such amazing friends. During my move to NYC, I found printed emails we exchanged while I was studying abroad. He knew me better than I knew myself and adored me despite my faults. He made me laugh til it hurt. You don’t find that everyday.

When we split, it was one of the most agonizing experiences for both of us. But what can I say, I was the one to blame; he was never anything but supportive and caring. (I was naive and confused.)

So today when he told me he had gotten engaged two weeks ago to a man, I was shocked! Just kidding. This story was getting a little serious. He proposed to his longtime girlfriend. I was surprised not by his proposal, but at how calm I remained. My body temperature didn’t spike, my palms didn’t clam up. Hmmm…

Do I no longer love him? Yes and no. I don’t love him in that way, but he still “has a place in my heart.” (Sorry for the cliche.) What I feel for him now is a deep respect. He is without a doubt one of the most genuine people I know, and he NEVER faltered from his one passion in life. I’ve never seen anyone work so hard, be so motivated, only to be rejected multiple times. But it only made him stronger. I’m not sure I get to say I’m proud of him since we haven’t really spoken in years. Plus I always knew he would have everything he wanted and more. I’m happy for him, truly happy.

Although he has known about my blog, he’s never visited before. After today I’m sure he will. Everything I just said above I didn’t say at lunch. But he’s the kind of guy who if I had said it, he would smile and say thank you instead of being weird. On the other hand, I think it’s nice to receive this sort of information in writing because then you can digest it however you want without the pressure of another’s eyes awaiting a response. So, now he knows and so do you. By this point in the post, I’m comforted by the fact it’s so long only those of you who care will have read it. Haha.

After all of this, there is a lesson. Well, you might see your own, but here’s mine: Adoration is easy, acceptance is a challenge, and making it work can be a battle. But if it’s the right person, love is on your side. Should you lose (in your opinion), cry and accept defeat. You won’t make the mistake again.

Final thought: He really raised the bar and will continue to be the benchmark. Shit, that bar is pretty high up there!

US:

Always the bridesmaid…

maryrambin:

SHOE WHORE

Love these Dior, and for $780 who wouldn’t want them. Look and lust only ladies….or charge it :)

US:

I think its HYSTERICAL you titled this “shoe whore”. Get your sugar daddy to buy them for you, Mar.

maryrambin:

Poolside at The Standard post workout. Mason has become quite the bathing beauty.

US:

Why are your legs spread? Airing out the stank? God. Be a LADY.

Your hair: EW! You left the house like that?!?!

maryrambin:

Flying into LA, you descend through a layer of smog that makes you think, “this is just another polluted city like the rest of them.”. And you would be right. But in each of these crowded metropolises there are people and places that hold a special place in our hearts. There are several reasons why I don’t like LA, and I allowed those things to pollute my mind so much I decided to leave. But even though that pollution remains, the beauty underneath is more clear than ever. Deep thoughts by Mary Rambin :)

US:

Deep thoughts? LMFAO

Try this for a deep thought: Wherever you go, there you are. You hated LA, you think it’s dirty but beautiful underneath. I think that’s a pretty accurate assessment of what you think of yourself.

What’s with all the laugh lines? I thought you put filler in there? Time to go back then. Why is your skin aging so bad? For real.

maryrambin:

CALIFORNIA DREAMS COME TRUE

Off to LA today! It’s going to be beautiful, per usual.

Right now I’m basically taking the dirty clothes from the Hamptons bag and putting them into a suitcase for LA. Thank goodness Andy has a washing machine. And of course since I have more space in the suitcase, I can shove in more clothes. I’m infamous for either under-packing or over-packing. Both frustrating, just for different reasons.

US:

I’m sorry but that is SO nasty. Packing dirty clothes? EW. Your suitcase will reek of BO and crusty undies.

This look totally works for you!

Head To Toe - Furniture Dude from Mary Rambin on Vimeo.

Mary I really do hate you. You never know what to say to make it seem fun and interesting. “Um like I noticed you have furniture pictures there…” Blah. He seems incredibly uncomfortable and you condescend every person you interview. Your mic sucks. I am sure there are other ways to get good sound, but I think you just like having something long and hard close to your mouth. And WTF is up with your weave?

OH: and she’s wearing the SHOES AGAIN! And they don’t even match her outfit. Anyway: DRINK UP!

Mary this is the prettiest picture of you I have ever seen! Nice!

Head To Toe - Karen from Mary Rambin on Vimeo.

maryrambin:

Head To Toe: Houston and Lafayette

lookmom:

Ok ok ok. I am not a Mary Rambin hater —- BUT DO THESE CLIPS MAKE ANYONE ELSE UNCOMFORTABLE??????????????? THEY ARE SO AWKWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!

US:

LOL: awkward to say the least.

maryrambin:

I look like a tranny!

US:

A point we can finally agree on!

maryrambin:

Just finished an interview with Linda Pratka, owner of Ilus boutique in Soho.

You know how you need the perfect dress for an event, wedding, date but you don’t want to spend a fortune on a dress you’ll only wear once? Of course you do. Well Linda has answered our prayers. Her boutique is lined with gorgeous designer dresses for RENT!

A three day rental ranges from $50 to $500 depending on the designer. And they dry clean it for you.Sounds too good to be true, but ladies, Ilus is real!

US:

If that’s true, then why are you wearing a fugly skirt belted to look like a dress, and poorly, so that it’s bunched up and looks awkward? You can even see the seam. Just awful. How embarassing.

L O L

"Hi there! My name is Mary Rambin and I am looking for a SUGAR DADDY to support my out of reach lifestyle! I am only 26 but I am already filling my wrinkles with chemicals just to make myself feel a litttttttle bit prettier than I actually am. I am built like a 12 year old boy and might have broader shoulders than you, but some people are into that... right?

I want to suck you dry. And I don't just mean your wallet.

*wink, wink*

Google me for pics!"

youequalsfucktard:

You girls are like the Tumblr equivalent of the three stooges sticking out the sunroof of a stretch SUV wearing South Pole tracksuits and doing the Guido fist pump to Darude’s Sandstorm.

US:

youequalsfucktard: Will you marry me? xo

seagull:

I saw this picture and immediately wondered what Frangry was doing there.

frangry:

HAHAHAHA! It DOES look like my picture, you know, minus the girl kissing me thing. Same angle, same smile. Too funny.

US:

Eh. She’s the less cute sister. The “Rhoda”, if you will.