On this Feel Good Friday, I present to you, a tale of love.
For Web designer Patrick Moberg, 21, from Brooklyn, it was love at first sight when he locked eyes with a rosy-cheeked woman while riding in Manhattan on Sunday night. She was writing in her journal.
The train was so full that he lost her in the crowd when they both got off, so he set up a Web site dedicated to finding the mystery woman — http://www.nygirlofmydreams.com.
He drew a picture of the girl, who was wearing blue shorts, blue tights, and a red flower in her hair, and posted his cell phone number, e-mail address and an appeal for help finding her.
Tuesday night a friend of the woman contacted him and sent him a picture so he could confirm her identity. “Found Her! Seriously!” a notice on his Web site said.
The mysterious subway brunette was named Thursday as Camille Hayton, an intern at magazine BlackBook from Melbourne, Australia, who also lives in Brooklyn.
“This is crazy. I can’t believe it’s happening,” Hayton, 22, told the New York Post.
But Moberg said he is now pulling the shutters on his love life, scribbling out the cell phone number on his Web site and leaving a message on his phone saying he will do no more interviews.
“In our best interest, there will be no more updates to this website,” he wrote.
“Unlike all the romantic comedies and bad pop songs, you’ll have to make up your own ending for this.”
Actually, I don’t have to make it up. I’ve seen On the Line, starring the formerly “straight” Lance Bass, and Emmanuelle “I Didn’t Come to America to Star Opposite a Gay Boy-Bander in This Shit” Chriqui. SPOILER ALERT: He gets the girl!
Check out the video for a hilarious, schlocky opening montage, and a glimpse at awkwardness personified in poor Morberg.