MEET JENN
First things first, you may hear the words Romantic Fairy Godmother and think WTF? Yeah right or I don’t need that. I don’t want that fairy-tale nonsense.
You may even say things like:
**a man would just slow me down.
**men never look at me or ask me out anyways.
**there are no good men my age.
**men are just cheaters, liars, and idiots.
**I only attract losers.
**I have no time to date.
**I only like one type of man.
**I wouldn’t be caught dead online dating.
**men are too intimidated by strong and successful women
But I am hear to tell you that you can have everything romantically you are secretly wishing for, and I do mean everything. You just don’t know how yet.
Most so-called romantic gurus give you a lot of incomplete theory, one-size-fits-all solutions, and no clear direction on how to implement them into your life.
But, being the exceptional Romantic Fairy Godmomma, I am going to teach you how to have men your way, step-by-step.
Here is the thing, I am not your typical Fairy Godmother. I am instead a potty mouthed, straight shooting, real-world-magic-creating Romantic Fairy Godmomma with one hell of gift for helping you unravel everything that is blocking you from having what you want with men.
Love, I totally get it, like get it in a way that most women don’t. I too didn’t have a mother who could teach me the ropes of dating and romance. For years I wandered through romantic relationship to romantic encounter completely clueless and constantly winging it.
And I don’t care if you are a strong single women who doesn’t need a man, or who thinks men just get in the way; I still know that part of you is screaming for something magical, breath taking, and fairy tale-esque in a very badass way;-)
I just want you to stop sitting on the sidelines waiting for Prince Charming to show up, or even worse, pretending like you don’t care about having incredible, orgasmic, life changing romance.
Imagine this for a moment… I am going to grant you 3 men, all delicious, all different, and all three to tickle your romantic fancy in the most enchanting ways.
You see, I believe all women deserve to have it all: the career, the family, the love of your life in your bed every night.
Or any version of romance you would like.
In fact I am going to show you:
<3 what Adored Women do to make men tick.
<3 how to unlock what is utterly mesmerizing and enchanting about you (trust me, you had no idea that this was actually mesmerizing and enchanting to him).
<3 how to manage male attention and draw in your own happily ever after. <3 and provide you with a community of the most powerful fairy allies you will ever experience in romance: Your wingwomen.
Creating love in your life is an art form; real world man-magic. And hands down, the best way to learn these romantic-destiny-changing skills is by creating the most magically badass dating experiences possible.
Good new, this is my speciality.
Now sshh, before you roll those pretty eyes, let make something very clear… I intricately understand the fear of dating, the insecurities surrounding it, and how difficult it is to completely surrender yourself to be able to fully enjoy the moment.
I also know that when we are scared shitless of something that we secretly want, our egos run interference screaming a host of obscenities and declarations about what we do and do not want, what we have time for, and even the voice of the nasty stepmother whispering that you are too fat, too ugly, too picky, or just plain too broken to have everything you want romantically.
Also, I am willing to bet that if you are here with me right now, there is a very good chance that you are living on bland, unfulfilling, and ‘a complete waste of your time’ romantic scraps of a man’s attention. Or even no attention at all.
And it’s beneath you.
You were born with everything you need to be adored by men throughout your lifetime. You are intelligent, sassy, sexy, and you have the ability to create everything you want in romance.
You’ve only been missing one piece – Someone to show you how, and to teach you how to leave him in a tizzy.
But Why Am I Really Doing This?
I’ve been boy crazy ever since I can remember.
Danny in kindergarten Jimmy in 3rd grade Scott in 7th (when I developed my affection for big noses;)
There have been few moments in my life when I wasn’t ‘in love’ with someone.
Problem was, being this boy crazy didn’t do much to help me actually get the guy.
In fact I grew up pretty scared of men in general. Pretty easy to do with an alcoholic, verbally abusive dad who used to scare the crap out me and belittle me on a regular, sometimes daily basis. (Fortunately, he recovered and is not the same man anymore.)
Yet for years I was immensely intimidated by men.
I definitely believed that I would never have a happy, healthy relationship. Primarily because I thought I was too fat, not attractive enough, and fundamentally broken.
I have been the woman that men consistently treated poorly, or even completely overlooked, and I have been the woman that once stayed in bed for a month crying over a guy that left me for another woman.
I felt ignored & invisible most of the time.
Don’t get me wrong, I did meet a few great guys. But I had the unfortunate knack for turning a relationship dysfunctional in under 6 months.
I also was a professional at how to get rid of a guy in 10 days.
Basically, I sucked at dating & attracting men.
It got to the point where I didn’t think I’d ever meet someone who liked me as much as I liked them. So, I settled for a miserable broken marriage.
We went through fights, break-ups, make-ups, extensive marriage counseling, a period where he moved in with a much younger woman, to eventually living in separate cities to try and ‘work it out.’
It wasn’t until our 3-year-anniversary during our cities-apart separation that it hit me. While we were having obligatory anniversary sex, I looked up at him with his arms behind his head & I thought to myself.
“Really? Does it really have to be like this?”
I felt so dead when I was with him. My desire for an magical, passionate love affair wasn’t ever going away. And it was up to me to make it happen.
On my knees sobbing, I looked up at the sky and begged for a sign. Three days later a man asked me out on a date. He actually asked me “Do you want to go out on a real date?”
A little reluctant, but very intrigued (because it had been years since a man had asked me out), I agreed.
I went into a passionate romantic whirlwind and fell hard for Mr. Make Me Weak Below The Belt.
You know the kind where the sex is so off the charts you are convinced that he is your soul mate, and that nobody else could ever live up to him.
Yet the moment I asked my husband for a divorce, Mr. Make Me Weak Below The Belt disappeared & I was devastated.
More accurately, I became obsessed. My attempts to get him back into my life and rekindle our hot passionate affair, well let’s just say they went beyond pathetic and humiliating.
So I made a call to a lady well versed in the womanly arts. I called to ask her for advice on how to get him back in my life. I felt so guilty for my ulterior motive that I registered for her quite pricey courses instead.
Best guilt trip I ever took. In 2006, I started studying women’s sensuality. And I met someone.
No, not a guy.
Actually another woman who took me under her wing to cure me of my obsession with the object of my undying affection.
She wrote my online profile with me, and held my hand every step of the way. She also recommended a few books for me.
As I started reading and devouring anything I could get my hands on about dating & romance, men started coming out of the woodwork for me to practice with. I studied and practiced, then studied and practiced some more, until I realized that I had my very own ‘Dating Mantourage.’
For the very first time in my life, I was legitimately giddy about men on a regular basis.
I felt seen, noticed, and respected, but most of all, I felt adored. Men were taking me out on dates and spoiling me. I was getting messages about what a great time they had with me, how they couldn’t wait to see me again, etc.
I had died and gone to adoration heaven. Consequently, my Romantic Fairy Godmomma practice was born as more women got wind of the success and fun with men that I was having.
But the best part is: Now, I’m in the most AMAZING marriage with the kind of man I’ve always wanted. And: He’s Crazy about me! We have a gorgeous kiddo together, and I couldn’t be happier.
Years later (Since 2007) — he still calls several times a day and sends me love letters whenever we’re apart!
I don’t tell you this to brag, but to let you know — I AM ON A MISSION for all of the smart, successful single women of the world:
NO MORE SOBBING ON SATURDAY NIGHT, SETTLING FOR ROMANTIC SCRAPS OF A MAN’S ATTENTION, OR NO ATTENTION AT ALL.
