It’s time again for “Dear Wendy Updates,” a feature where people I’ve given advice to in the past let us know whether they followed the advice and how they’re doing today. After the jump, we hear from “In Love, Maybe,” who had a great vacation fling in a foreign city that she hoped might turn into something more. “Once I got home, everything seemed dull without him,” she wrote.”The life we’d jokingly talked about having together sounded good. We started emailing a little. Without saying anything about it, I’ve started learning his language and saving money to go back.” After the jump, find out what happened when she did finally go back. Keep reading »
At first, dating expert Rori Raye’s ideas about how to get a man to commit seemed counter-intuitive: Don’t be his girlfriend? Don’t try to win him over? But then we realized this: Rori wants us to get a man to commit by being our most authentic selves, which, in turn, allows men to be their most authentic selves. And that makes a lot of sense.
These tips are only the beginning. If you want more of Rori’s wisdom check out her blog and newsletter, “Have The Relationship You Want,” where she goes into much more detail. Keep reading »
The other night, a friend invited me to an event where her new crush would be reading an excerpt from his book. He was a mustachioed beat poet with a three-piece-suit and a red crocodile pocket protector. No judgement on my end. I have dated some oddballs in my time. I may be queen of the oddballs. I found my mind wandering as he read his 12-page poem, trying to decide how The Poet stacked up against the theater tech guy I dated in high school. When I told Techie I just wanted to be friends, he chased me around his house pretending to be a vampire while threatening to overdose on acid. Oh … memories. After the jump, Frisky staffers and contributors share some of the wackiest dudes they’ve had the pleasure to know. Please share your oddball catalogue in the comments. Keep reading »
This week’s standout caller on Dan Savage’s “Savage Love” podcast was the kind of guy you hope you never encounter, the kind of dude you hope your son never becomes. This gentleman had recently had sexual relations with a girl in his bed and when she left, he noticed that she had gotten some period blood on his white sheets. He wanted Dan’s opinion on whether it was her responsibility to replace them. The kicker? They were flannel sheets. Not 800-thread count Egyptian cotton. Flannel. Sigh. Keep reading »
The reason you’re not married yet is because I don’t really care why you’re not married and no one else does, either. Seriously, nobody cares. You shouldn’t care. Marriage isn’t a tiara. It’s not a ribbon to cut or one of those big novelty lottery checks. You don’t “deserve” a husband. You’re not Veruca Salt. You should be happy with whatever life gives you, because the only thing you truly “deserve” is a grave, although there just aren’t enough funeral pyres in these modern times. But I don’t want you to freak out. If you’re not married, or single, or unhappy, then life is working out as it should. No one has a right to happiness. As Americans, we only have a right to the pursuit of happiness. This explains why we love cars so much. The road trip is more important than the tourist trap. Enjoy the view. Roll down the window. Keep reading »