You know the story of Cinderella about the glass slipper, the pumpkin carriage and the fairy godmother? Well... with stiletto heels, Uber, and a Twitter horoscope, my life is far from happily ever after. Actually, instead of Prince Charming, my dates are slimy, pathetic, brainless frogs from the kingdom of Manhattan. And by frogs, I mean the typical bad boys that moms and Lifetime movies warn you about. The thick-headed womanizer. The momma's boy. The boastful windbag. The cheapskate. If a guy has no luck in a relationship, chances are I've kissed him on his cold, sticky lips in hopes of finding love. But one day, a man with commitment issues decided to help me find a Romeo for my Juliet. However, what happens if the frog who was never meant to be a prince kisses you midnight? Okay, he suggested I have fun after brunch, but not everything has to be like a fairy tale.