Even as a little girl I dreamed of a gorgeous millionaire picking me up at home in his Porsche. The scene was so firmly fixed in my mind that I was convinced it would happen exactly like that. Later came the wave of "The Secret". Wishes were supposed to come true so easily. Meeting a millionaire too, so to speak. According to the book and the film, I just had to truly want it and wishes would come true.

I wanted to prove to my friends, who always smiled at me indulgently, that my wishes and exact ideas would come true. So I set off and went looking online for my millionaire. I could already see his face right in front of me, he was that close.

I bet it works: meeting a millionaire!

I figured I would just cheekily put exactly that into words: meeting a millionaire! My description of myself was crystal clear and now I waited to see whether he'd message me. My inbox was instantly full, and some men insulted me, asking who I thought I was.

It was a bit crushing, but I didn't want to give up. I was still sure: he will come! It went so far that two of my friends made bets with me that I would fall in love with a completely different man. The bet was on. It wasn't about much, but they'll definitely have to pay for the club night.

I also know how I'll present myself when he does get in touch:

I wanted to prove to my friends, who always smiled at me indulgently, that my wishes and exact ideas would come true. So I set off and went looking online for my millionaire. I could already see his face right in front of me, he was that close.

I bet it works: meeting a millionaire!

I figured I would just cheekily put exactly that into words: meeting a millionaire! My description of myself was crystal clear and now I waited to see whether he'd message me. My inbox was instantly full, and some men insulted me, asking who I thought I was.

It was a bit crushing, but I didn't want to give up. I was still sure: he will come! It went so far that two of my friends made bets with me that I would fall in love with a completely different man. The bet was on. It wasn't about much, but they'll definitely have to pay for the club night.

I also know how I'll present myself when he does get in touch:

  • Look attractive
  • seem mysterious
  • don't show what you really want
  • radiate self-confidence



And then something happened that I couldn't believe my eyes. A man wrote to me who matched exactly this picture. His message was full of wit and said that he absolutely wanted to meet me. My directness appealed to him and he had never read anything like it before. Brian is 45 years old and an entrepreneur. He wanted to join in on the fun.

Meeting a millionaire: nothing ventured, nothing gained
The meeting actually happened and went completely differently than expected. He didn't show up in a fine suit, but in jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers. I was quite surprised, but let nothing show. Now I had my date and noticed, though, that it wasn't so easy to be completely confident.

We hit it off right away and wanted to meet again. By now, though, I didn't feel so good anymore, because I had taken a liking to him. To get to the point: I developed feelings very quickly. I hope it's mutual!