The name FINEBLACKLADY, was created based on the type of person I consider myself to be and is not about appearance as beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You know, fine like wine LOL. But seriously, I am a fine person which is why I chose this name.
I'm a northern transplant and have lived in ATL for 15 years. I am very easy going, down to earth, and I "keep it real". I like to have fun and can have a good time doing just about anything with the right company which is what I am looking for. I enjoy exploring new places, love the outdoors especially the beach, dining in/out (I love to eat LOL), watch movies, music (concerts), reading and writing (check out an excerpt of my writing below).
I'm looking for a down2earth, easy going, open, honest, fun loving, true man who knows how to treat a woman and not just in the beginning, but all of the time. I must add that I do have a preference for someone at least 6 feet tall as I am 5'8" (and love wearing heels). Also, I find it difficult to get to know someone from a distance, therefore I prefer local replies.
The following is a true story. The names have been changed to protect the ignorant errr I mean innocent. (lol)
I had a first (and last) date with this clumbsy guy who was constantly dropping things... What do I mean by dropping things? (Read on)...
In the midst of our conversation, he "dropped" the kind of car he drives although we weren't even talking about cars-"did you see the valet drive off in my new BMW 750? (or whatever model - hell, I don't remember because I could care less). I'm thinking to myself, OMG, although I only have one hour for lunch, this is going to be the longest lunch ever!! Anyway, he then dropped his salary (again, we weren't talking about salary) "being an accountant grossing over six figures..." (Note that by now, he's saying this with his chest sticking out like a proud peacock lol). Then can you believe this clumbsy brother even dropped the price and location of his home? "well I live in Buckhead and of course with a $1 Million home blah blah blah; (he's really beginning to sound like the teacher from Charlie Brown)... Okay now wait, I'm not done yet.
Next, he leans across the table in order to get closer to me as though he's about to whisper sweet nothings in my ear. In a low, hush hush tone, he says: "you know what?" then hesitates and looks around, as though he's making sure no one else around is listening... "would you believe I have", he pauses again, then looks around again which causes me to look around to see what the hell he's looking at... He then professes... "Would you believe that I have eight (and he emphasizes the eight)... I have eight, 100 dollar bills!" then pauses and takes a quick look around again (okay, now I'm starting to think this guy was E.F.Hutton)... then says "in my wallet" He stops again to look around again and when satisfied no one is listening, he then exclaims: "Right now!" and throws his hands up in the air like he just made the game-winning touchdown! I'm thinking to myself, WTH, no I'm really thinking WTF??? This fool must have expected me to be blown away by this information and acted as though he were waiting for me to give him a high five but since he could tell I wasn't impressed, he then asked me if I wanted to see them. LOL (Like I've never seen $800!) Okay, now I'm looking around.... yes, looking around for that little midget in the red devil suit to come out. But he didn't!!
The moral of this story is... I am not impressed by what you drive, where you live or what u do. Impress me by being a gentleman and not in the beginning but all of the time, then you will see what a good women is all about.
