Oh, Ray!


One of the things I like best about Steve Martin is his innate ability to get inside of a woman’s head. That’s difficult for any male writer to do. But Martin does it really well in all of his movies. I finally saw Shopgirl recently and I liked it a lot. The thing that stayed with me, and made me laugh from the start, was the Ray Porter vs. Jeremy war that Mirabelle battles.

Like many women, I have often had trouble deciding between a Ray and a Jeremy. My friend Jeff says this is because I need a Renaissance man, one who has as many interests (read: sides to his personality) as I do. Loves and respects nature. Is ambitious. Yet isn’t overcome with materialism. Smart. Creative. Self assured. Laid back. The list goes on and on. And I have yet to meet anyone who encompasses all these things.

I recently met two very different men. One is clearly a party boy and possibly a bit of a flake, laid back and with a wicked sense of humor. Nice. A Jeremy.

The other man owns a business that’s both global and philanthropic. Extremely intelligent. Cultivated. A Ray.

Jeremy has a wild beard and long shaggy hair. Closely resembling Richie from The Royal Tenenbaums, he enjoys the occasional beer (daily). Funny.

Ray is impassioned about volunteer work, veganism, art, world travel and Taoism. Interesting.

They both seem to have an abundance of charisma. And they both seem pretty harmless.

It’s funny. My whole life I have been going back and forth trying to decide what I want and in the space of a day, I find both a Jeremy and a Ray.

I don’t know if I’ll ever find someone who embodies the traits of both of them.

I just want to find someone that fits me.

You know. Like a glove.

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