Breakups suck. There’s no getting around it. Whether it’s sudden (ouch) or a long time coming (oof), breakups hurt. They’re messy, literally and figuratively. (If you’re a crier like me, there will be snot. Gross.) And breakups have a way of derailing the rest of your life — fresh out of a breakup, it seems like there’s… READ MORE »
We’ve come a long way, baby.
This week’s title refers not just to the many commenters who have called – nay, pleaded – for the search for Dater X 4.0 to begin. It also refers to the surprising path that my life has taken since I started writing this column.
Looking… READ MORE »
No one likes a Stage 5 Clinger. It’s creepy, it’s annoying, and letting them down easy is virtually impossible. Perhaps the only thing worse than a clinger is someone who is clingy AF yet tries to call out girls for doing it to him. Read more on College Candy… … READ MORE »
I used to have a lot of friends. In fact, one of my friends recently commented on how easy it is for me to make friends. This may have been true once, but I’m not so sure of my friend-making abilities these days.
I’m not very confident in my friend-keeping abilities. If you… READ MORE »
When I was a teenager, I didn’t dream of marrying a Hollywood star. I dreamed of marrying a prince. Like a real one. From Europe. Preferably from England.
And can you blame me? The boys that filled my junior high school consisted of three types: arrogant jocks, tiresome Bible-thumpers, and rambunctious cowboys. And… READ MORE »
On one hand, I want to support him, but on the other hand, I’m not sure how it would make my boyfriend feel to be my date to my ex’s wedding. READ MORE »
This week in Things I Worried About But Shouldn’t Have: The Bartender met my parents.
Generally speaking, I don’t tend to fret about boyfriends meeting Mama and Papa X. For one thing, my parents are delightful humans who go out of their way to be friendly to all of the rare specimens that… READ MORE »
I’ve been doing the online dating thing for a while now, but never had I had a date so negatively noteworthy that it affected me for more than a few hours after, until a couple of weeks ago when I found myself on a date with closeted MRA.
I’m on OKCupid (again), Tinder,… READ MORE »
They should just stay in the computer, where they belong, yeah? READ MORE »
The hottest new betting sensation is: your unborn child! READ MORE »
Coming out of the closet is like having a gay bat mitzvah. It’s a rite of passage during an awkward era of your life full of questionable fashion choices and uncomfortable self-discovery until you say some things in front of a bunch of people and suddenly find yourself with a new status in society.
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