Playboy Club bunny who now works for a talent agency in Beverly Hills. I told him I was married. For Gilbert, 23, a part-time model who works for a Beverly Hills public relations firm, such run-ins with roadway Romeos are even more common.
Ah, yes, The Line. Both had heard countless variations in their club scene days. And now they were hearing pick-up lines from guys in pickup trucks. About the only thing worse than hanging out in bars, they concluded, was hanging out on freeways.
With no avoiding the snail-paced morning commute, the notion of making a love connection while stuck in gridlock suddenly became the ignition key to private enterprise for the business-minded pair.
And there is. Simply spot an interesting face amid the flow of traffic, jot down his or her number, phone the Drive Me Wild hot line and leave it to the matchmaking sisters to arrange a meeting. There are so many people out there. We just want to make their initial connection and from there they can go with it. She was returning home to Granada Hills from cosmetology school.
He was en route in his job as a plumber. We saw each other and kind of waved. I had never been in a dating service. I just wanted to, you know, meet someone. The idea seems to be catching. Tracey Hodges, 21, a member who commutes daily from Simi Valley to her job at a bank in Westwood, says she spots a Drive Me Wild sticker almost every day. And she twice has been spotted by inquiring members.
