How to Snare a Millionaire

How to Snare a Millionaire

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We all want to be pampered, spoiled, indulged, coddled, and basically have riches lavished upon us by wealthy admirers. Unfortunately, millionaires don't fall from the sky directly onto our laps with marriage proposals. As Lisa Johnson knows, one has to work to get them. That's why she has written How to Snare a Millionaire, a book that provides everything

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We all want to be pampered, spoiled, indulged, coddled, and basically have riches lavished upon us by wealthy admirers. Unfortunately, millionaires don't fall from the sky directly onto our laps with marriage proposals. As Lisa Johnson knows, one has to work to get them. That's why she has written How to Snare a Millionaire, a book that provides everything one needs to know for dating and marrying a millionaire, from where to find them to how to keep them.

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9781466882423
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St. Martin's Press
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09/30/2014
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272
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How to Snare a Millionaire


By Lisa Johnson

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 1995 Northwest Publishing, Inc.
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4668-8242-3



CHAPTER 1

Why Them? Why You? Why Me?


Why Date a Millionaire?

Some women would laugh and find the answer to this question ridiculously obvious. Others would scorn such a mercenary pursuit. To the latter, I say, "don't knock it until you try it, Toots." If you don't know why you should date a millionaire, let me give you five good reasons:

• It's fun! The wealthy can provide you with wonderful experiences free of financial worries.

• You deserve it! Every woman should have the opportunity to be pampered and spoiled at least a few times in her life. It's out there to be enjoyed. What makes anyone else more deserving than you?

• It will give you something to compare. Once you've tasted the cream, you might find you prefer the wholesomeness of skim milk, but you should at least have the opportunity to make a comparison.

• The experience can help you grow. New, positive situations can expand your horizons and make you a more content, interesting person.

• You'll derive satisfaction from it. "I came, I saw, I conquered, yawn." Until you know what you can conquer, you'll always wonder what you could have done, what you could have had. Why not try and see?


Now, in all fairness, there are some good reasons not to date a millionaire. They include:

• You'll never be accused of golddigging.

• You'll be able to stay comfortably within your own perimeters and won't have to venture out.

• You'll be able to get by with a smaller and less attractive wardrobe.

• You won't have the extra expense of larger insurance policies to cover the expensive gifts you'll receive.

• You won't have to worry so much about dieting since you won't be taken to nearly as many elegant restaurants.

• You won't have to concern yourself with competition from all those greedy, stop-at-nothing bimbos who throw themselves at men with money.

• You won't have to hassle with prenuptial agreements should you decide to marry.

• There will be no threat of developing a taste for the finer things in life.


Comparing the two lists, I'd say you might as well give it a try. You have far more to gain than you have to lose.

There are some who would say, "Why be dependent on a man for luxurious experiences? Go out, make your own millions, and provide those luxuries for yourself!" Well, I'm all for that if you can do it. I personally don't know how. I do know how to convince others to provide things for me, and I'm sharing that knowledge with you.

I've dated myriads of millionaires, and I'm not any worse for it. I don't believe I've been spoiled at all. As a matter of fact, I feel that because I know what it's like to attend elaborate balls and banquets, I can now honestly say I'm just as content hiking in the mountains. Because I know what it's like to receive expensive jewelry from men to whom money is no object, I can be just as grateful to a finance-conscious man who brings me a plant he lovingly grew himself. Because I have dated men on all levels of the economic spectrum, I can better identify the things that are truly valuable to me. Once you start dating millionaires, you'll see what I mean. It might surprise you to discover just what exactly is valuable to you. It might not be money, leisure, or prestige. But you'll never know until you try them.


No Guilt Allowed

Now, if you're feeling a little guilty just for browsing through these pages, don't worry about it. And don't believe for a second that by actually hunting them down and aiming at them, you'll be taking advantage of these poor, defenseless millionaires. My friend, by being an attractive, interesting companion, you'll be doing them a great favor!

Put yourself in their shoes. If you wanted to dine in your favorite restaurant then go to a Broadway opening, you certainly wouldn't want to do it alone, would you? You'd be grateful for an intriguing companion, right? I have season symphony tickets and I'm delighted when I find someone who enjoys symphony music as much as I do, and someone who behaves himself in public. I'm happy to have him come along, and I don't give the cost a second thought. Millionaires are the same way, only on a much more exalted scale. They often do interesting and exciting things, and many frantically search for someone wonderful to accompany them.

This book will give you some expert advice on how to become the wonderful woman a wealthy man would be ecstatic to have at his side. It will help you find a millionaire, captivate him, and maybe even marry him, if that's your desire.

And if that's not your desire, this book can also help you become a more interesting, comfortable, and confident person. Millionaires worth your while generally appreciate quality, and on the following pages, you'll learn how to incorporate quality into your very being. Read on. You have nothing to lose, and only excitement to gain.


You Asked For It

You might be asking yourself, "Who is this woman? Who does she think she is? Who died and made her the goddess of propriety? Why does she think she's qualified to tell me how to act? And how does she know so much about millionaires, if she's not one herself?" These are very good questions, and I have some very good answers.

To tell you the truth, it was not my idea to write this book in the first place. My friends implored me to do it.

It all started with a phone call from James, who just recently made his first million. Your first lesson is not to overlook these fresh types. James has season NBA tickets on the sixth row, center court. It's a great vantage point for seeing the games, and also for checking out other millionaires.

"L.A.," he said to me, "my secretary asked me what she needs to do to date a rich man, so I decided to call the expert and ask you."

That came as a surprise to me. I realized, of course, that a rather large number of the men I date seem to be economically gifted, but I didn't think anyone else would notice. "Expert?" I stammered, the word sounded so crass and callous. "What makes you think I'm an expert?"

"Look at your roster," he replied. "You're seeing two millionaires at the moment, and over the years, you've dated more than I can count."

Every woman should have a few close male friends. James is one of mine, and, in true millionaire form, he is quite observant of things financial.

Of course I couldn't argue with him. Professional athletes, entertainers, businessmen, entrepreneurs, men of inherited wealth — they are all on my list. You'd probably recognize the names of many. But when James added them up and deemed me the expert on dating wealthy men, I was overcome with modesty. I don't think it was false.

"She can't be serious about wanting advice, can she?" I asked.

"You bet she does," he replied. "L.A., you ought to write a book."

An idea was born.

"But until you do," he continued, just give me a couple of quick tips I can toss at her. She's trying really hard. She'll be grateful for anything."

I reeled off the first two items that popped into my sarcastic little mind.

"Tell her not to try too hard. She shouldn't bleach her hair, and she'd best stay away from over-sized silicone implants."

James burst out laughing. "L.A., you're not going to believe this, but I swear I'm serious. This week she came into the office with a new hair-color — platinum blond. And she's suddenly become what has to be a size-D, surgically enhanced. I asked her why the changes, and that's what got us started on the subject of dating millionaires. This is hilarious!"

It probably wasn't all that hilarious to his poor secretary, and I didn't find it too humorous either. I was saddened to realize that there are actually women out there who believe that a huge, jiggly chest and hair stripped of natural color will improve their chances with the economically elite. Perhaps a book on the subject could be useful. It might save these women from making expensive, tasteless mistakes.

I began asking my single friends if they would be interested in a book like this. They all agreed it was a fantastic idea, and begged to see advance copies of the manuscript. I even asked the opinions of a number of wealthy men, and the general consensus was that if it didn't teach women to be conniving and manipulative, they'd appreciate a guide. It could elevate some nice women from slatternly status and help them appreciate the same things that millionaires do. "It would be as if you were seeding the pond," said one outdoorsy type.

My research began from there. I discreetly talked to millionaires, to the women who date them, to their sisters, brothers, wives and parents. I read books on the subject, and made a long list of my own personal experiences. I began to see patterns and trends. Of course there are exceptions to every rule, but for the most part, the tenets I outline for you in this book hold up.


Who Am I To Tell You?

Before I go any farther, I want you to realize that I, personally, was born with a set of very average tools. I'm decent-looking but not striking, intelligent but not brilliant, interesting but not extraordinary. I've got a fair build, but my body would never be mistaken for a model's. I'm somewhat witty, but not exuberantly dazzling. And above all, I hardly come from a well-to-do family. Oh, my parents were middle-class comfortable, and we were rich in culture and love, but we were not considered particularly well-off. Let me assure you that if an average person like me can date a number of millionaires, you can too.

My background is very ordinary: I was raised in a somewhat small town by Southern California standards. My basically all-American upbringing included sports, music, church, lots of reading and writing, and the same traumas of breakouts and breakups that most of us share. My parents divorced and remarried. I attended a large, private, out-of-state university, and graduated early with honors, but my major was journalism, not nuclear physics, so it wasn't that difficult. I spent a few years studying and doing charity work abroad, then returned to the U.S. and settled into magazine and newspaper writing. I speak a second language. Really nothing outstanding there.

I've always had an active social life, and for reasons I'd never before examined, millionaires seem to like me. Not only do they date me, but as friends they take me into their confidence. They ask my advice on the women they date, on the clothes they wear, on the parties they give, on the events they attend. One even offered to pay me to line him up with attractive, upstanding women, and promised a bonus of several thousand dollars if the dates ended in marriage! He's still available, by the way. Anyone interested?

I've been proposed to by quite a number of millionaires. I've had more than 65 proposals in all, and some have been rescinded. But I've managed to elude serious commitment up to this point. I suppose I'll get around to it someday — when I find a man who can give me what I want, and can appreciate what I have to give.

I am currently living in the heart of a major U.S. city, in a comfortable condo I'm purchasing with the money I earn. I'll admit that some of the nicest things I own are gifts from my male friends, but I value the skiing snapshot taped to my refrigerator as much as I value the framed platinum record album hanging on my wall, and I treasure the over-sized tee-shirt as much as I love the diamond and amethyst jewelry.

I'm 30-ish and I keep blissfully busy with travel, writing and editing assignments, friends, family, charitable causes, and as much physical activity as I can get. I really don't believe I'm so different from most of you, and I'm about to erase more of our differences by sharing important information that might not have occurred to you at this point in time.


Our Little Secret

You don't have to feel that just because you were born in a lower socio-economic class, a man from the upper-crust is not on your menu. Don't think that if you weren't gifted with the looks of Cindy Crawford, you won't have a chance with a rich man. I like to think of myself as living proof that rather average people can captivate the wealthy, or anyone else they're interested in.

You're on the verge of developing and refining traits that are positively fatal to the elite. It all revolves around a simple little secret that I've finally been able to put my finger on:

Take what you have and cultivate it — expand it. Make the most out of what you've got. Live ethically. Listen. Learn. Reach. Obtain. Discard that which drags you down, incorporate that which sends you soaring. Then use what you've gained to support others. I've tried to do this all my life, and I've found it extremely effective. It's worked for me, enabling an average person to be sought-after by some very exceptional men. It can work for you too.

Let's start applying it.

CHAPTER 2

Looking Like A Million From the Outside In


It's what's inside that really counts, but no one is going to discover all those wonderful things within you if they can't get past the outer shell. It's an unfortunate truth that looks are important.

Physical attraction is important to you, isn't it? Would you make any effort to get to know a greasy-haired man in a holey T-shirt and a half-unzipped fly? Painfully disgusting, no? His heart could be solid gold, but the outer wrapping would probably deter you from making much of an effort to get to know what's inside.

Millionaires are really not so different from you or me in this respect. They want to associate with people who are attractive to them. They're human. Surprise. Admittedly though, not all of them have truly refined taste when it comes to women's appearance. Many wealthy men won't be able to tell if that's your natural hair color, or if those are your real eyelashes. But, (and this is absolutely essential information for you to remember,) rich men are surrounded by women whose opinions count, and those women will know if you're a phony. Millionaires' mothers, sisters, ex-wives, and friends like me will know, and we'll be more than happy to pass along information and judgment. We are relentless in our drive to assure that the rich men close to us obtain the women they deserve, and not end up with greedy, plastic bimbos. It won't hurt to know how to pass our scrutiny. We can be consummately influential.

Also, let's face it — anyone can have large silicone implants, liposuction, hair-extensions, plastic surgery, colored contacts, etc., and many do. As a matter of fact, man-made women are a dime a dozen, and they're constantly throwing themselves at the feet of the wealthy. The wealthy, in turn, often find these types common, artificial, boring, passé. They prefer someone who is attractive on the outside, yes, but someone whose intrigue goes far deeper. You want to give a hint of that intrigue on the surface, but not try to push all your goodies in his face at once.

I still smile when I read a quote from a letter I received from a very dear, very rich man: "Right, you're not a Playboy centerfold with the giant casabas and the retouched face. You're better. You have a challenging mind, and a desire for progression in this life and for growth as an individual." Those words were followed by a marriage proposal.

Had I looked as if I were soliciting a little extra business on the side, this man would never have gotten to know anything about my inner worth. If you're a woman of kindness, integrity, passion, creativity, and intellect (and believe me, if you're not already, you can become one), you want it to show. Almost all men appreciate this — not just the wealthy.

So how do you let your stellar inner qualities show through? Not necessarily with the look of a raging super-model. As a matter of fact, most millionaires prefer a look that is far more conservative than you might guess. I had this point driven home one day when I was walking down the street and a prominent media personality approached me out of the blue. I was wearing a kelly green T-shirt, a navy blazer, a white denim skirt slightly above my knees, white socks, and Keds. (I was commuting and needed comfortable shoes.) My blond hair was hanging down my back, I was vaguely tanned, and after a full day's work, my makeup was somewhat faded. I certainly didn't feel beautiful. But as this man was driving by, he spotted me, pulled into the nearest parking lot, and walked up to me using the brilliant line, "Excuse me, but haven't we met before?" Recognizing him, I forgave him the cliché and we chatted for a while. Since I seldom give out my phone number on the first meeting, he gave me his card, and implored me to call. Later, after we'd dated several times, I asked him what had made him stop that day. "Just something about your look," he replied. "You looked clean, fresh, happy, a little playful."


(Continues...)

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