A Model? What?

So Friday at the Edge, I met Anthony. Of course, he meets me at the worst possible time. I was outside smoking which I generally hide from EVERYONE. So we hit it off and exchanged phone numbers and such. He ended up coming home with me, but as always, it's a boring story where we snuggled and slept.

So this week we've been hanging out a lot. Wednesday he took me to the SF Gloss Christmas party. A photographer came up to us and complimented him on his Gold's Gym ad. As soon as I heard the guy mention Gold's Gym, I remembered the blazingly hot guy they had in their print, online and window advertisements when I first moved here. THE SAME BLAZINGLY HOT SWEETHEART OF A GUY HANGING ON MY ARM!!!

I have officially reached the level of nerd-dom where models start digging me.