Planes, Trains & Automobiles

At least that's if Fabulous Fiona gets her way.

At the moment, my Lushes are all single for the time being - possibly after holding a secret midnight pact to dump all men - but it seems as if Fiona's not really much into the old-fashioned ways of matchmaking. Forget about trotting over to the friendly village matchmaker to check the astrological charts for a mate. Blind dates, persistent referrals and presumably trustworthy online sites also seem sadly passé to the modern, assertive gal.

Rather than depend on the kindness of strangers, our junior cougar on the prowl Fiona much prefers to search the jungle for her own prey :) And believe me, she still manages to bag quite a few choice meats on her own.


This party s boring. I might as well go take a bus!
Even in the air. Hundreds of miles up in the air to be precise. Time for the Mile High Club to induct an illustrious new member into their ranks - since Fiona can even manage to hook a man while cooped up in an stuffy economy seat for hours looking decidedly unglamorous!

And here I haven't even started on the buses and trains she takes. Well at least I've always imagined that only the Minah Kilangs meet their sweaty blue-collared beaus at the local bus-stops but it seems as if Fiona's gone down that path as well. Taking an express bus down south, our adventurous gal even managed to get hit on by a fellow passenger. She's definitely got a ticket to ride.

So why bother hitting the clubs and bars at night when she can easily board a bus instead. Or a train. Much less competition from the other high-heeled predators as well.


Honestly. I'm envious. How does she do it? Damn, she manages to pick hunks even in an express bus! Makes me wonder what kinda scintillating perfume she wears! Or is it her heels?

I bet it's her joie de vivre though - casts such a glow that others can't help but to draw near :)