Romantic meetings in New York. Spring is in the air!

Spring has almost sprung in New York, and all it takes is one day of 70 degrees and the outdoor restaurants roll out its sidewalk café furniture. Couples are hanging out enjoying to shed all the heavy winter stuff. It makes your heart beat a little faster ….

A couple of weeks I had my third date with the friend who sent roses on Valentine’s Day.

He invited me to go and see an art exhibition together. We met at a little café and had coffee together first and then we proceeded to go to the art exhibition together. It was studied in great details by both of us and seemed to greatly interest us both.

Afterwards he invited me to lunch at a little café nearby on the water. I love anything near the water having been born there, and he seemed to enjoy himself immensely.

We had an intriguing discussion about our lives, and it was good to get to know each other that much more. We have both led fascinating lives and share a great many views and interests. We are both world travelers and seem to enjoy each others’ company.

Afterwards we walked across Manhattan, exploring all the neighborhoods as we walked along. Then we ended up in Chelsea and headed back up to Grand Central where he took the train back home. A great day which I enjoyed very much.

We are still communicating on the computer a lot sending messages back and forth and through the phone too.

It is fun to be a match.com “poster girl.” The television commercial must have reached a lot of people because I find it amazing that so many are coming up to me saying: ”Aren’t you that woman from the commercial in the evening gown singing? Lots of people have heard my radio commercial. Still, others tell me, “Kirsten, every time I open my email, your picture pops up.” And others will say: “Yes, I saw your ad in a magazine.” On the little café that I sit at in Chelsea writing my newspaper articles and my weekly blogs, I have become very well known and people unknown to me greet me . Now they want me to write a review of the food of the café, and I am happy to oblige.

The weekend brought offers of dinner in San Francisco, lunch in Los Angeles, men who invited me to let them know if I happened to be in their towns. Not to mention a gentleman from UK who is vacationing in Florida and who was hoping that I could join him there.

Another crazy invitation. A date that I met some months ago, (we just had two dates in a New Jersey restaurant) emailed me that he was flying to Las Vegas and would I come along? When I inquired as to what in the world I would be doing in Las Vegas, he said: "Getting married!" He claims that I am his dream woman. Well, I take it as a nice compliment and I am flattered, but it is hard to take things like that seriously.

A big surprise came along: a persistent Japanese suitor who was adamant that I consider accepting a ticket to visit him in Japan. He had spent considerable amount of years in New York and Washington, D.C. and wanted a Westernized wife. He even called me from Japan to convince me. I have never dated a Japanese man before, especially because I am a reasonably tall woman, and for that reason probably do not attract Asian men; it is a bit too exotic of a romance for me also.

Probably, it is my adventurous profile with the crocodile catching logo on the ITSOKAYTOLOOK.com site that captivates these brave men to approach me. It is wildly flattering to me of course and I am appreciating the interest.