There is nothing at all creepy about trading yourself like so much chattel in exchange for a pretty pair of new shoes, right? Right. Good, because that’s exactly the big idea behind Chocolate Sole Lounge’s new “Get a Man and Get a Gorgeous Shoe” program.” Chocolate Sole Lounge is a direct marketer that offers women the chance to buy shoes during “shoe parties” thrown by their friends (Chocolate Sole Lounge direct sellers). The company’s cheeky tagline reads “Where Your Shoe Fetish Fits,” but it’s doubtful that they’d necessarily want their fetish to be confused with trading sexual favors for new pairs of shoes. Yes, how else can their “get a man” program be understood? As explained via press release: “Men will ditch their usual tactics of “flowers, dinner or drinks” and woo women by indulging in their shoe fetish instead. Men agree to personally select and buy a pair of shoes for the woman he connects with. And the special lady agrees to a meet up again, within 48 hours, wearing the shoes he bought her.”
So in this case, the implied monetary exchange for company thing that happens in traditional dating will be replaced by an explicit monetary exchange for company mandate. Sounds a little bit like shoe prostitution to us. [Chocolate Soul Lounge] Keep reading »
When I was in my late 20s, I had a crush on a guy I worked with. He was tall and preppy, and looked like he’d stepped out of a J. Crew catalog. Every Monday morning I’d skip down the aisle, lean on the wall of his cubicle, and ask him how his weekend was, and he’d tell me about the restaurant he went to or the movie he saw.
He loved music, and I thought I could love him, so I invited him to see my friend and her band rehearse one night. She was an incredible up-and-coming singer who had the same manager as Alicia Keys, and my crush was thrilled to get to go to her rehearsal.
Afterwards, we stopped at his apartment. I took my Joss Stone CD out of my knapsack. “I think you’ll like this,” I said, handing it to him. He put it in his stereo, turned up the music, and turned off the lights.
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Even if you’re not a tech geek or a self-identified nerd, it’s highly possible that you’ve heard about an essay that ran on the blog Gizmodo on Monday (it’s received almost 800K hits as of this writing). In the piece, writer Alyssa Bereznak described how her first attempt at online dating resulted in her going out with a guy who, at first, seemed “normal,” until he revealed that he not only played that admittedly geeky card game Magic the Gathering, but was, in fact, the world champion. In the story, Bereznak also reveals his full name, generally a big time no-no when it comes to writing about personal experiences on the internet. (Although it becomes clear that she almost doesn’t have to give his name, as Jon Finkel — that’s his name — is a legend among the Magic community because of his “world champion” status.) Keep reading »
It’s every girls worst nightmare that she’ll grow old with seventy cats and no husband. While it’s completely reasonable to want to avoid this feline fate, the opposite is true of dogs. Having recently adopted a puppy, I’ve found reason to believe that having a furry friend is better than having a boyfriend. They may be mans best friend, but dogs are woman’s best wingman. Keep reading »
First dates are like job interviews. If you say the wrong thing, or fail to groom, or act like an obnoxious loon, then chances are good you’re going to stay unemployed. When you’re on that first date, be on your best behavior.
This list of dumb first date mistakes is meant to help. Because we care. Don’t make any of these mistakes, and your first date will probably be a smashing success.
And trust us: plenty of people make these mistakes. They text at the table, or smell like belly button lint, or ask intensely personal questions. These people don’t deserve to be in a relationship. Don’t be one of these people. Avoid these 10 dumb first date mistakes. Read more… Keep reading »
1. The First Time You Don’t Schedule Weekend Plans
That seamless transition between having to wait until Wednesday to ask “What are you up to this weekend?”, and having it be a given that you two are going to hang out. Keep reading »