Category: Australian men

Celebrating Australia Day

January 27th, 2013 — 10:18pm

Friday, I enjoyed a girls night out with visiting Aussies Louise, the friend of my Sydney-based galpal Sue, and her classmate Sharon. Our delightful evening coincided with Australia Day – and reminded me of why I have such affection for Oz and its people.

Louise, Sharon and me

We met up for dinner at Asian bistro amber on the Upper West Side. Louise and Sharon filled me in on their once in a lifetime visit to DC for a political conference that included meeting Jesse Jackson and James Carville – and catching glimpses of President Obama and Michelle during the Inauguration. As they spoke with great appreciation for the day s pageantry, I felt a surge of pride for my country – and  more than happy to share why I remain so smitten with theirs.

Australians have mastered the art of work life balance and they are some of the most fun, genuine people you will ever meet. It’s easy to feel like old friends when you’re among them and Friday was no exception.

The three of us fell into easy conversation about marriage, parenthood, travel, and following your passion. When they asked about single life in new York, I was candid about the ups and downs of it…and glad to tell them about the Aussie old flame who has recently resurfaced. I think 2013 is going to be full of romantic surprises if this month is any indication.

| Australia, Australian men, Girls Night Out, Upper West Side

Catching Up With The Founder Of

May 17th, 2012 — 1:52pm

Yesterday, I had the pleasure of meeting founder Shelli Trung. Though Shelli and I connected awhile back, this was our first time catching up in person since Shelli is born and bred in Melbourne, Australia.'s Shelli Trung and me

Over a cozy lunch at Cinema Café in Midtown, Shelli shared her inspiration for creating the website – Sex And The City. Once the beloved series ended, Shelli felt there was a void when it came to programming that talked honestly about women’s dating lives. is a fascinating, fun website that chronicles a year in the dating life of women based in some of the world’s greatest cities – New York, London, Shanghai and Sydney. The site is one of Shelli’s many ventures. A petite powerhouse of energy, she also dabbles in real estate and marketing so I’m not surprised she was named one of Australia’s top 10 ten female startup entrepreneurs.

The conversation flowed freely as we talked about following your bliss and how dating far outside your zip code opens you up to unexpected experiences. Shelli says Aussie men tend to be laidback about dating but quick to commit – a far cry from what she’s discovering about American guys.  We also got onto the subject of Australia’s knack for work-life balance and I filled Shelli in on how much I loved living in Sydney briefly ten years ago.  What’s not to love about a city situated alongside a gorgeous harbor with beautiful weather and friendly people who know how to live a good life?

Talking to Shelli reminded me why I have such affection for Australia and its people. And why, when you’re a single gal in any city, you’re part of a great, global sisterhood. Shelli and I are already planning a girls night out for her next visit, so stay tuned!

| Australia, Australian men, dating, dating websites, Sex and The City

Opening The Vault: Part Seventy Nine

March 13th, 2011 — 6:29pm

When you’re traveling, it’s not unusual to have only a small window of time to connect with someone. My week-long visit to Western Australia delivered unexpected sparks with adorable Aussie Jason.

The friend of my host, Jason made sure I had an unforgettable time in his hometown. I now open the vault and take you back to September of ‘02…

September 19th, 2002
Perth, Western Australia

Dear Diary,

I had dinner with Jason and his friend (and my host) Dave tonight. Jason had told me he wasn’t going to be all touch feely in front of Dave, and not to interpret that as any weirdness on his part.

After dinner, when we were in Jason’s car, I asked him if I could check my email at his place.

“Is that just an excuse to come back to my place?” he asked knowingly.

“It’s an excuse if you want it to be,” I said without hesitation.

“I was hoping it was an excuse,” he said.

A surge of attraction came over me when Jason placed his hand on my knee, just as he did many times the day before. He told me he wasn’t taking me back to his place because he had to be up at 5am the next morning for an Air Force exam.

“And I don’t trust myself to be restrained around you,” he admitted.

So instead, we drove to an empty lot near the river and kissed a little bit. Jason dropped me off at Dave’s. He took my face in his hands as he kissed me goodnight, then walked me to the door.

* * *
September 20, 2002

After our one and only full night together, Jason drove me back to Dave’s. I packed and he drove me to the airport. As he’s done so often  this week, he continually placed his hand on my knee. When I thanked him for a wonderful week, he said–

“Thank you for your company.”

As though he read my mind, he gave me his email address and suggested we stay in touch. Jason walked me right to the gate.

“Well, it was nice meeting you,” he said with a coy smile.

“It was nice meeting you too,” I replied laughing.

“Have a good trip — and I’ll look forward to your email.”

We hugged and kissed briefly. As I approached the gate, Jason was still standing there. I waved to him and boarded, wistful and melancholy that our brief time together had reached its inevitable conclusion.

* * *
Jason and I did end up keeping in touch for awhile. And six years later, thanks to Facebook, we got together when he visited New York — an encounter that proved to be an interesting counterpoint to our first one.

| Australia, Australian men, Opening The Vault

Opening The Vault: Part Seventy Eight

February 27th, 2011 — 3:27pm

Sometimes, it takes traveling to the other side of the world to find what can be elusive back home. My romantic encounter with Aussie hunk Jason back in’ 02 was an exhilarating reminder of that.

We connected through a mutual friend during my visit to Jason’s hometown of Perth, on Australia’s West Coast. Our second evening together led to major fireworks. I now Open The Vault and take you back to September of 2002…

September 18, 2002

Dear Diary,

Last night, after the first of many kisses, Jason — a self-professed news junkie — said playfully–

“I’ve never kissed a reporter before. I wasn’t expecting this when I came to pick you up the other night.”

Neither was I, of course. Which only made it that much more sublime. I knew from the minute I saw Jason that I wanted him. We both smiled instantly and I felt comfortable with him straight away. And to think I almost bailed on him because I was too tired!

* * *

All Smiles Down Under: Jason took this picture of me at Cottesloe Beach (September 2002)

Today was an amazing day — one of the best I’ve ever had romantically speaking. We drove to Cottesloe Beach. We had the windows open, the radio on and the sun was shining. Jason kept affectionately placing his hand on mine. I couldn’t stop smiling.

When we got to the beach, we ate at a café overlooking to ocean. Afterward,  we ambled across the sand and stopped to sit down and watch the sunset. Feeling his warmth, I quickly resettled myself so that I was sitting in his lap.

For as long as I can remember, I���ve fantasized about having a moment like this on the beach. Goodness knows I’ve had my share of near misses: coldness from Sparky in Santa Monica and Malibu, amid distance from our latest argument; a tender stroll with Larry in Broadkill Beach that left me empty because I doubted our future together.

This time was different. I was completely and totally in the moment. Because, for once, I was sitting on a majestic beach with a great guy who was giving me exactly what I needed and who shared my carefree frame of mind.

Jason burrowed into me, putting his head beside mine. And we kissed softly, with nature’s splendor as our backdrop.

* * *
Our beachside rendez-vous was only the beginning of what Jason and I shared during my time on Australia’s West Coast. Little did I know that Facebook would, years later, lead to an unexpected reunion between us.

| Australia, Australian men, Opening The Vault, unexpected romance

Opening The Vault: Down Under Edition

January 12th, 2011 — 9:36pm

When it comes to unexpected romance, one of the situations most conducive to it is a change of scenery. I rediscovered this in a big way at the end of my five-month stint living in Australia.

Before leaving Sydney and heading home, I spent a couple of days on the west coast city of Perth. My host was the friend of friend’s husband. I arrived to find a note from him saying to make myself at home — and that he’d arranged for a buddy of his to take me out. I now Open The Vault and take you back to the fall of 2002…

Perth, Western Australia

September 17, 2002

Dear Diary,

Well, after months of living Down Under, it happened — I finally met a nice guy and am having a romantic fling. The term might seem paradoxical as flings rarely involve romance, but Jason is proving to be the exception to that.

He didn’t make a move until last night, our second evening together. When Jason called, he asked if he could make it a quick drink because he was tired. Little did I know he would be getting a second wind as soon as we were together…

We went to a charming neighborhood pub, where Jase introduced me to a smooth locally brewed beer. Once again, conversation flowed freely and both of us were smiling often.

“Are you still feeling tired?” I asked him, a few beers later.

“Not at all,” he said with a smile.

Jason suggested we go for a drive to the beach. It was too cold for a walk in the sand, so we went back to his place, where we settled on the sofa to watch a movie.

As the movie progressed, I could feel the intensifying attraction between us. We were sitting this close, our legs and shoulders touching. After returning from my umpteenth trip to the bathroom — nerves and alcohol had my bladder working overtime! — I sat down and Jason asked–

“Are you alright?” as he placed his hand on my leg. “Do you mind if I put my hang there?”

“Not at all,” I said, feeling a jolt of excitement surge through me. “Even though it’s very distracting.

Once the movie was over, Jason mentioned how much he liked my perfume. Then, taking my face in his hands, he kissed me.

* * *

The chemistry between me and Jason continued for the rest of my stay in Perth. And led to an equally unexpected encounter years later on this side of the world. 

| Australia, Australian men, Opening The Vault

Girls Night Out: Meatpacking District

October 17th, 2009 — 3:20pm

Last weekend, my friend Bobbi and I enjoyed a girls night out in NYC’s Meatpacking District.

Agave: adobe walls and flickering candles contribute to the hip yet relaxed atmosphere at this Mexican eatery

Over dinner and a shared pitcher of sangria at lively Mexican eatery Agave, we talked about past and present affairs of the heart — from our respective experiences of cops being major players to our different takes on May-December romance.

Bobbi is having fun with a twentysomething personal trainer-aspiring rapper. I prefer men who are my contemporaries or older, having had three boyfriends who were approximately 15 years my senior, and parents with a 25- year spread between them.

Later, Bobbi and I encountered a well-coiffed mixture of twenty and thirtysomethings at a crowded bar across from Pastis. Just when we were about to call it a night after a few glasses of wine, a tall, adorable guy with an Australian accent brushed past us with a group of male friends.

Originally from Melbourne, he introduced himself as Dave and quickly reminded me why Aussies have a reputation for being great storytellers.

Dave told us the tale of how he met his most recent girlfriend. While traveling to Africa, he found himself naked when his clothes were stolen during an afternoon of skinny dipping. His soon-to-be sweetheart stumbled upon him and took pity on his embarrassing situation, and so a romance was born.

Which just proves that you never really know when Cupid is going to strike. And that it’s preferable to be fully clothed when he does.

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