Arisce Wanzer

Arisce Wanzer

Arisce Wanzer is a full time model currently living, working, and dating in New York City. She hails from Woodbridge, Virginia where her supportive family still resides. She graduated from the Art Institute of Miami in 2009 for Fashion Merchandising and Marketing and has been in the business ever since. She came out as transgender when she was 19 and has been living happily doing what she loves... shopping! She has traveled the world, read many books, enjoys indie pop music and high fashion. You want to date her.

Social Profiles

Friday, 31 October 2014 12:42

How To Be A Serial Dater: An Ongoing Series

Hello Ariscestocrats! I'm feeling generous right now, I'm ready to reveal some of my trade secrets in getting a date! I know what you're thinking, "I don't need any help, I'm just in a rut." Well, news flash boo, "rut"s don't last for two years, there's an app for that! Let's begin, shall we?
First, do NOT let your ego or your inner fears get in the way of you having a good time! I myself used to think, "Meeting people online is dangerous!," or "I'm pretty enough to where I shouldn't have to do that." Wrong, bitch! The World Wide Web is the gateway into circles beyond what you could ever imagine, your comfort zone is the enemy! Tinder's tied me to investment bankers at The Ace Hotel, OkCupid couples me with music producers in Los Feliz, and Instagram aired in my first Saudi Prince! Are you above dating up? Didn't think so. Moving on!
Monday, 29 September 2014 22:37

How to Catch a Catfish

Hello Ariscestocrats! It's been a while, I know! This girl has been hella busy, trust, dating all of Los Angeles has been a full time job! But I'll cut right to the chase, there's no sense in intro's, y'all know me by now (snaps fingers and bobs head).
Have any of you ever gone out with someone that you just weren't sure about? Giving them chances, asking for photos, only to be left diverted or even more confused? Isn't the point of online dating to avoid going on blind dates? Why is this person hiding what they look like? Are you about to get 'catfished'?! The fear is real, people. Nobody wants to waste their time on someone who's lying or unhealthily hiding from reality. I'll script my two cents on a personal account of the matter and what I think you can do to figure that situation out.
Friday, 15 August 2014 15:53

Welcome To The Friend Zone

Hi Ariscestocrats! Have you missed me? I swear "The Boy Who Cried Love" trilogy will continue, but first, a little lesson on the touchy subject that is "The Friend Zone."
What is "The Friend Zone," you ask? And yeah, I know you didn't ask.
It's a pretty popular term these days, especially since half of the people put in that zone take so long to get the hint.  When do you put your has-been potentials in their place? Date 1? Date 3, perhaps? After meeting their friends? Maybe when they've gotten overly attached too quickly? Mine vary depending on my levels of initial attraction to the person. My most memorable experience placing a guy in "the zone" was one that I couldn't have predicted. Because the fact was that I actually really liked him.
I met J.T. at a photo-shoot for an NYC-based fashion magazine. He was a refreshing 6 foot 3 inches in height, caucasian, 29 years old, dark brown hair, body by Michelangelo, thick dark eyebrows, light brown eyes, and the sense of humor of somebody who reads to little kids for a living. He was absolutely adorable and borderline goofy. He reminded me of a hot, bodied-up Woody from Toy Story, mannerisms and all. He was farm raised with eight siblings in Pennsylvania and had just moved to NYC to take his modeling career more seriously. We were laughing and poking fun at each other the entire shoot. The publication and story were a bust, but our connection sure wasn't. We talked about our favorite music, growing up with big families, and continued to shoot more jokes back and forth before we exchanged numbers and packed up to go home. 
"What train are you taking, I'd love to see that you made it to the platform," he asked me boldly, never breaking eye contact. Cue my "melt" button, heart racing, this guy didn't play games!  We rode home together making more jokes and laughing just as much as before. I had full on butterflies fluttering throughout my entire body, this guy made me nervous. I knew I could really lose myself with him, I was entering into that dangerous territory called vulnerability.
Thursday, 03 July 2014 13:04

The Boy Who Cried "Love" - Part II

Ariscestocrats! How was everybody's Pride month? Did you see me in the "What's The T?" section of the parade in San Fransisco? Oh, you didn't? The shade of it all! 
Who's ready for the second part of Mr. Ryan's mysterious tryst with moi? I won't pound you with a long intro, I've built an appropriate amount of suspense thus far (you can catch up by reading Part I here). Now where were we? Oh yes, the "L" word....
Pride weekend was over and my New York life had gone back to normal, aside from the feelings that kept surfacing from the back of my mind about Ryan. Why was this the first guy I'd ever liked that made me feel I was "liked" back? Had I been cheating myself by tolerating being treated any other way before? I had so many questions, some for him, but most for myself. I  longed for the content sense of self satisfaction I had embraced before running into him the previous week. I had been casually dating a list of eligible bachelors, going out three or four times a week on expensive dates and having fun, no strings attached, no cares at all. But everything had changed now, I felt like an anxious teenaged girl waiting for her crush to call. Or write. Or post pictures, anything to show they were alive and interested. I didn't care what the other boys were doing anymore, where they were, I stopped returning their calls and texts. All because they could never make me feel the way Ryan had achieved so effortlessly. I felt wanted, needed, craved.
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