Archive for August, 2010

We have our Videopinion Winners!

Posted by    |    August 30th, 2010 at 12:13 pm

Uno Immanivong, Cynthia Smoot, Jessica Elliott, and Jeni Baldwin, you guys have stellar stories when it comes to dating dealbreakers. So, just what are the details, your stomach asks? As follows: Now through the end of September, make a reservation at Al’s under your name and mention you are a winner of the You Plus Dallas (lookatchu, name droppin’) Videopinion question of the week. When you arrive at the restaurant, the seating host will take it from there.

Hungry for more? When you upload to www.youplusdallas.com a picture, comment, or video of you and your guest enjoying your custom appetizer at Al’s, you could be in the running to be the Videopinion Insider of the Month, and a chance to go with Stephanie Marino on a Videopinion shoot! So break out those cameras and enjoy your custom appetizers, courtesy of Al Biernat’s.

I forgot my wallet

Posted by    |    August 27th, 2010 at 7:42 pm

Thank you to all of our wonderful Videopinion respondents! You guys gave us some great answers, and we totally agree—if he doesn’t pick up the tab, no date number two. And complaining about your ex’s…giant red flag.

WE HAVE OUR WINNERS! We will notify you on Monday, so get excited and prepare your stomachs for some fabulous food. Thank you to our date spot of the week, Al Biernat’s!

This Week’s Dating and Relationships Videopinion: What’s your first date dealbreaker?

Posted by    |    August 24th, 2010 at 3:24 pm

You’ve been on dates where the guy just won’t stop yammering about his mother (red flag), maybe she’s texting her ex-boyfriend during dinner (we don’t care if they’re “just friends”), or he’s reaching across his plate to snag your last bite of pasta (hello, you were going to eat that). Everyone has had a bad first date, but what is the one thing that kept you from calling that person for date number two? This week, Stephanie Marino wants to know, what’s your first date deal breaker? Be one of the first YPDinsiders to respond to Stephanie’s question by 2PM this Friday and win a custom appetizer for you and a special someone prepared by Michael Weinstein, Executive Chef of Al Biernat’s. Take the girl who caught your eye in the coffee shop this morning, or bring that muscle-y guy from your workout class. Get your answer on! This could be the last first (good) date you ever have.

Dating in Dallas: Easier for Men or Women?

Posted by    |    August 16th, 2010 at 12:31 pm

Is dating in Dallas easier for men or women?
Is dating in Dallas easier for men or women?

I recently posed this question on Videopinions, and I’m sure both sides could argue that it’s easier for the opposite sex for a multitude of reasons. Only knowing what dating is like from a woman’s standpoint, I have to say that it’s easier for men. Here’s why:

1. Cash McMogulson Syndrome: This fictitious character, originally created by Katherine Harper, truly fits the stereotype of the majority of Dallas men I know (and some I’ve dated) that could possibly be THE Cash McMogulson. Dallas guys seem to be the most pretentious, arrogant, self-centered, and materialistic men I’ve ever met. They are ‘posers’ who talk a big game but cannot deliver. Girls LOVE these guys! Why? They are handsome, charming socialites. They love to hang out at the see and be seen hot spots in Dallas, especially cheesy clubs where they can show off how cool they are because their name is on some VIP list. Hello, this isn’t NYC, LA, or Miami. Congratulations, some door guy in Dallas knows your name. Pathetic. (more…)

Inwood Village Theater

Posted by    |    August 11th, 2010 at 2:53 pm

Please note in the picture the line down Will Ferrell's face - that's because of the glass wall

Friday night was quite an experience.

Although I grew up around the corner and attended Inwood Theater many times throughout my childhood, I have now been away for 7 years and was pleasantly surprised by my experience there Friday night.

We went to see  The Other Guys and walked in about 10 minutes late (I Heart Yogurt called our name and it was more important than being on time) to a completely full theater.

Let me explain: this is not your traditional theater.  It is full of couches – quite comfortable couches, I might add – and where 10 people could normally sit in a regular theater, 2 sit in this one as they take advantage of the space and spread out!

This was unfortunate for us because, after walking up and down the aisles twice, we had no choice but to place ourselves behind the glass wall in the theater, on an empty couch. (more…)

The Solution to Hunger Pains and Relationship Crazies?

Posted by    |    August 11th, 2010 at 12:43 pm

Close's character in Fatal Attraction clearly forgot to take a deep breath.

So, I have to fit into a MOH dress in about 6 weeks, and for some reason, when I’m supposed to be LOSING weight, I want to eat more (self destructive perhaps?). So, this morning, I finished my (inadequate) Special K Crisp Bar, and obviously wanted more food (preferably 29 pigs in a blanket), and obviously wanted it at that second, BUT, I took a deep breath. Instead of acting impulsively, I waited for my first breakfast to settle and what do you know? Ten minutes later, my tummy and I were both content.

Now, how do my eating habits apply to your relationship? I see it as a metabolical, wait, metaphorical thing. I love my BF with my whole heart, but dear Lord can he send me into a near sociopathic rage. I’ll be the first to admit, it’s usually unfounded and unwarranted, but I react SO quickly and SO impulsively, that rational sense doesn’t stand even the slightest chance. I don’t stop to think about why I’m upset or even if I should be upset, I’m just upset and I let him (and anyone within 700 miles) know about it. (more…)

Part II: Wes Hayden

Posted by    |    August 6th, 2010 at 3:32 pm

Fake it till you make it, dude

The big boy Wes Hayden abruptly canceled his appearance tonight at La Grange.

As The Bachelor Pad premieres this Monday, August 9, I’m sure Wes had better things to do in Hollywood.  Not sure why he thinks he’s going to improve his reputation by starring on that show, but maybe that’s not what he’s after.

I, personally, feel a combination of disappointment and relief.  I have pictured myself with my flip camera approaching said boy-man, shaking his hand, saying something clever like “I hate you” and abruptly turning away.  Now, I’m left to merely dream about an encounter with this abomination from Austin.

Pillows

Posted by    |    August 6th, 2010 at 7:38 am

Why do women like so many pillows on the bed? Don’t you need just one? These are the kinds of deeply important questions my good friend, Bill Davis, and I discuss on our 20 mile bike rides.  Spinning along the banks of White Rock Lake, we become quite philosophical, pondering the Great Mystery That Is Woman.

So back to pillows. The look, the body language, the placement of pillows, and the number.  In one picture, Molly Nolan captures the essence of what pillows have to offer women.

Now, more than one woman has accused me of staging the picture.   Why?  Simply put, no woman would  allow anybody to actually rest against their pillows.

Guys, just for fun, the next time you are at a friends house, lean against the living room pillows and you will understand my point.

I am confident that there is a deep truth here. Over the next few weeks, we will begin to examine the Pillow from a man and a woman’s viewpoint.  In the meantime, we want to hear from you!

Must invest in closed-toed shoes.

Posted by    |    August 3rd, 2010 at 12:54 pm

If it’s Saturday afternoon, and an inferno-worthy 112 degrees, where am I? Probably at Sigel’s, stocking up on Skinnygirl margaritas to drink by the pool. It’s entirely too hot outside, and water submergence is the best (read: only) alternative to melting like Alex Mack when she’s late to class.

My friend and I were browsing the liquid maze when I heard someone walking behind me.

“Tanner P just walked in.” Which was followed by a prompt, “No he didn’t. Wait yes he did…that’s him!” I turned back around, instinctively looked down at my toes, and tried to hide them under a shelf of Tom Collins mix.

Ok, so I know it’s been a couple of seasons since he infamously massaged Jillian’s feet on national TV, but it’s still kind of cool that we have a pseudo-celeb roaming the streets of Dallas. We just happened to check-out at the same time; I saw him climb into his unnecessarily large SUV, and I may or may not have had the quick wit to memorize part of his license plate number…

So what did we, as realty TV junkies, do? Follow him, duh. (Really, what did you expect?) I promise it’s not as creepy as it sounds, we were just curious about the proximity of his toes to ours.

Remind me to make a pedicure appointment.