Double the Millionairesses, Double the Trouble

This week was a double whammy for Team MC as poor Destin and I had two female millionaires to bring to the table. I knew Patti was going to flip at the thought of this, I mean one millionairess is hard enough. Hey, even rich women need love too right? 

We start off on a bit of a high note with Sky Nellor international DJ extraordinaire. She's an ex-model turned vinyl slinger who spends more time entertaining kids cracked out on ecstasy then focusing on her love life. She's quite easy on the eyes I will admit minus the fact that her "girls" need quite a lift if you catch my drift? Sky my dear you're not a spring chicken anymore. Take care of yourself as those 4am DJ gigs have you spinning around so fast you're starting to look as old as the records! Moving on … we needed to find her someone edgy since she's dated some heavy contenders and someone who can bring her down from the turntable and ground her. The task turned out to be a piece of cake, because we found numerous guys who fit the bill. My money was on Tommy, the entrepreneur who dressed funky and had the voice Barry White would be proud of. Purr!

Now I brought in Stacy Kessler. Let's see, 40 SOMETHING, three kids, actress, dancer, model, baker, snow boarder, surfer, lion tamer, and life coach (Whose life is she coaching?). Whew, did I get it all? Stacy not only has un-movable eyebrows, but is so all over the place that our mission was to find a guy who was not only in the same line of work as her but also can get her to focus. Sure enough the guys we found were perfect, and I really liked Chance for her as his name says it all, and Stacy, it was time you took a "chance" on love! 

The mixer was wonderful with such a plethora of bachelors there from the hunky muscle bound guys to a spaced out artist. If these girls couldn't pick one out of this bunch, then I don't know what they're looking for. To make a long story short, Stacy chose Lawrence "I'm going to paint in outer space with a chimp" and my favorite dark haired "Don Johnson," Chance. Sky decided to go with sweet family man Charlie who we brought back and Tommy. Anyone taking bets yet? After the mini dates ended, they both picked … Kevin! Yay, Kevin I knew he could do it! Wait, who in the hell is Kevin? Oh right the model actor guy. now in the history of Millionaires Club we have two girls wanting the same guy. So we let them duel it out and see whom Kevin chooses in the end. 

As we all know in the rules of our club the men are to plan the date no matter who is the millionaire and who is not. Of course DJ Sky just had to go to Miami as she "gets booked months in advanced" and so she made Mystery Kevin come to her. Strike one! Sky shows up to meet Kevin for brunch in a mumu and somewhat hung over needing a "disco nap" from the night before. What's a disco nap? Is that a nap that involves John Travolta and the Hustle while you sleep? I don't get it. Then they go sweat some more in that wonderful Miami heat by playing tennis. Wow, are you still awake at this point? I know riveting date. Kevin says a lot of blah blah, they peck on the cheek, and he whisks off to Barbados to meet Stacy.

Ah Barbados, tropical, warm, and romantic … then Stacy shows up with Kevin. I think I need another pina colada. They go take a look at Stacy's gigantic room big enough for all her baking, dancing, modeling, surfing, life-coaching pals then off to a submarine adventure. Kudos to what's his name for planning that as maybe being 20,000 leagues under the sea will get Stacy to center herself. Well, clearly not as Kevin kept on drinking while Stacy was contemplating how she can become a submarine driver for her next act.  Next they went out for a nice dinner where Stacy talked for hours while Kevin "acted" like he cared. 

Sky clearly is in love more with her headphones and disco naps then she is with finding love. I wish her luck and hope she knows that an 80-year-old DJ isn't so hot. I have to say, we as matchmakers can give our clients what they want, but we can't make lemonade out of sour lemons. Hey, I bet Stacy could, as she told me she is now a lemonade manufacturer.