Now everyone knows my love is from Brazil, and being from Brazil makes you infinitely hotter than most people. Not to mention that country has given birth to Adriana Lima and Giselle Bundchen. Also, quite possibly the sexiest person I’ve seen was from Ecuador. As Mitza jokes, I’m in need of a Latin lover. It’s no wonder that I started thinking I needed to make friends from South America

Turns out, I’ve got the location wrong. Last night I, the girl with no hips, went dancing with my friend, the one who has hips. As if this sight wasn’t fun enough to watch, I was later intercepted by someone who had asked me to dance four weeks ago (as he reminded me). This fellow was from Panama (hey, it’s the closest I can get to South America right?) and was actually nice enough to work with me and my “hips”. Even later in the night I was intercepted by another fellow from Mexico who wouldn’t let me go and kept reminding me of my beauty and what not. No, my friends, instead of South America, I should move slightly north into Mexico and Central America.

So if Rodrigo Santoro (Brazil) can’t find me in the good ol’ US of A, perhaps I should start telling Diego Luna (Mexico) to come instead.