Momma, please, don't get any ideas. I prefer to find my own....friends. Let's just leave it at that. Not that I don't trust you, but I wouldn't even trust Patti Stanger. All right, I would actually trust you over her. One,you know me. Two, I just don't want to hear caca like... "straighten your curls, you look too Bichony..." or whatever.
And I don't want to find myself stuck on a date with a Chinese Crested who thinks he looks like Rin Tin Tin, just because his owner over compensated for his own feeling of inadequacies by indulging him with one too many chewies.
Besides, I don't need help in the dating department, at all. I have adjusted and learned to cope with "beautiful girl syndrome". I know that my looks often intimidate potential suitors. So I have learned to play the game and if I set my sights on a guy, I can usually overcome his shyness. Ask JD. :)
Also, I can vet pretenders. I am no dummy. So, please, momma, find something else to obsess about. Like... packing, maybe?