I had been single for a year when I decided to immerse myself in work and work on project ‘ME’.
I had hit my early 30s and the thought of dating in a town where everyone knew everyone made me cringe, and so I figured to get it right, I had to get me right first. I spent one night writing in a journal everything I wanted in a man and I made a conscious decision not to ‘waste’ time with guys who didn’t offer what I had written.
Among those keen to be seen with likeable Australian superchef Curtis Stone are talk-show royalty Oprah Winfrey and Conan O’Brien.
But despite carving out an impressive career in Hollywood, the Melbourne-born foodie and TV personality knows where his heart lies.
When I reflect upon my past relationships, and the relationships of some of my friends, it seems we all suffered the same fate: a power struggle between two people that ultimately blew up.
It was always about having to restrain yourself from answering a call or resisting telling someone, “Hey I had a really good time,” simply because it screamed ‘Nice Girl’, aka Doormat. – He called so I better not answer and pretend I’m busy so he wonders where I am. – She’s pretty but I will compliment her friend and ignore her, so that she will want me.
One night my girlfriend Kate insisted on taking me to dinner.
I was so immersed in my work that my friends literally had to drag me out.
Eight months passed and in that time I had gone on four dates.I can’t even explain the feeling, it was like we were somehow connected and yet I didn’t even know him… After three hours of gazing, the chef (‘him’) walked over, casually smiling and waving. I turned around and looked at him without being able to piece how he knew my name and, in response, I said, “I don’t know you,” and turned away to my girlfriend with a FUCK – this is not happening! I turned back and he smiled and said, pointing to himself, “Nathan, Simon’s friend…” Within moments I remembered him and was a little floored I hadn’t recognised him. From the very moment I sat down in that restaurant and looked over at him I knew there was something between us.In sheer panic I turn to my girlfriend and freaked out, not knowing where to look and I begged her to tell me he wasn’t coming over. After 15 minutes of small talk, we exchanged numbers and said our goodbyes.“I also want my sons Emerson [two] and Hudson [five] to feel like this is their home as well.”He says he’d love to raise the boys down under.“I would feel more comfortable bringing them up where I was brought up,” he says.Now that I’m happily married after meeting my Mr Right, who asked me to marry him just after two months of dating, I had to ask myself what was different about this relationship that made it so easy compared to others? Many guys I know live by the book The Game and many women I know play by the rules of Why Men Love Bitches.