My Love Letter To Luis Ortiz (of Bravo's "Million Dollar Listing")
My Dearest Luis,
Let me start off by saying that penning this letter is somewhat out of character for me. While I have the personality to joke of doing such a strange and crazy thing, you’re the only person I’d dare take this step for, so let me tell you why.
I’ve said before that I know my life is better when I’m watching a lot of Bravo. Why? An extrovert, currently creatively confined to an at-home workspace, Bravo TV provides the perfect background for a productive day. Easy to tune in and out of shows without shorting on the drama, it’s almost like being at an office with a ton of great water cooler gossip that doesn’t actually affect your life.
Our First Encounter:
Before listing the signs that led me to believe in our love, I wanted to emphasis how compelled I felt to meet you the random day of our first encounter. Working from home that day, I intended to do a fashion piece on "Why I Love Living in NYC: Fashion with 0 Fucks." More gritty than glamorous, I wanted to show others how NYC is the type of city that can make you feel cool and confident even when covering up a food stained sweatshirt and PJs when rushing out the door.
Looking straight off the set from a 1990s J.Lo music video, I felt awesome...until I saw you...
I ended up not posting that fashion piece because I felt neither cool nor glamorous enough to say something to you on the streets of Soho; the only 2 people stopping to admire a 2 person photoshoot in some random alley. I did however, turn around and try to catch-up with you, but your pace quickened and I couldn't catch up. I can't blame you though, I would also run away from someone who appeared to be wearing a bear on their back if they were to chase me too!
Sign #1:
A few days before spotting you in the streets of Soho, I resolved to watch more Bravo in effort to turn some unproductive days around. During a phone call with a friend, she mentioned I should give Million Dollar Wedding a shot because you reminded her of me with the way you turned Ryan’s bachelor party around.
Sign #2:
I watched the episode, and while initially spotting some short-sided similarities between us, I was really taken you when you expressed that you intend to write a book about your experiences. That’s what I want to do too! If you are as I believe you to be, then you and I are a rare breed. In an age with writing talent diluted by media lists and disposable online posts, I’ve found a lack in desire of writing to reach people. Recycled, almost there, but just falling short online content, and a complete lack of people who want to write for reasons other than putting a paperback as a highlight on paper for their individual success.
Sign #3:
After an idea like this pops into my head, I’ve already begun to unravel and overthink its intricacies, so within seconds I’d already determined we are soulmates. Trying not to seem psycho and desperate here, so my reasoning can continue in person if this letter somehow reaches you, and you are intrigued enough to meet *cool wink face*
By the way, I’m single, but am hopefully not appearing desperate, because I most certainly am not. Currently in my mid-twenties, I’m continuously discovering the characteristics I’m seeking in a significant other as I continue to grow as a person. I could care less about shallow attributes, but being a highly emotional person myself, I want something so rare that I’m not sure it exists, but I’m not willing to settle for anything less.
In best effort to simply put what I’m seeking in another into words, I just always want my heart to be happy. Chasing happiness isn't always easy, especially in one’s love life, but I’ll know I’ve found the one when I find myself feeling so happy and grateful in the moment that I wish time could stand still just so I could enjoy it a little longer, but when the moment leaves I won’t even notice because I will always be happy with them, even on the bad days. I’ve never had that before. My beloved best friend and recently deceased father always said that I should end up with someone with whom I could spend the rest of my life in an empty box with; never actually realizing the bare and empty space, because we’ve created a type of fun everyone else is just missing out on.
While not an empty box, I love living in NYC, because NYC is only truly appreciated by those who know its real worth which is its endless potential and opportunity. Though most do, I’ve never once found a fault in living here. Instead I feel an inspiring yet humbling internal gratitude to be sitting on my concrete building facing balcony, writing this letter to you as the sun rises. I feel so blessed to be living here that I will never take it for granted, and I’m sure you feel a similar way.
So basically what I’m trying to say here is that although I don't know you, I think we might be soulmates. This letter, should it somehow reach you, will be how we decide if there is more to know between us. Either way, I wish you nothing but love, light, and happiness!
Farewell for now my sweet Luis!
xoxo
Alana