So you had a great first date with a guy and so far, date #2 is going really well. He looks good, you feel great, conversation is flowing; maybe you’ll even go back to his place afterward if he invites you over. Let’s just hope he doesn’t have any unpleasant surprises there ready to kill the mood faster than you can say, “I’m in the middle of a herpes outbreak.” After the jump, the top ten things a woman never wants to see in a guy’s apartment. Keep reading »
For the last few months I’ve been seeing someone – Chicken Parm, as he’s been referred to a few times already — that I met on the online dating site OK Cupid. I signed up for the site on a whim on New Years Day, as I was recovering from my hangover. New Years Eve was the last in a series of breakup milestones, as it would have been my fifth anniversary with my ex, and the first anniversary of our engagement.
I signed up for online dating because I felt officially ready to date again and what better place to find likeminded men than on an online dating site?! Chicken Parm sent me a message and his profile instantly intrigued me. Of the three adjectives he used to describe himself, one of them was “hungry.” I had wanted to describe myself as hungry too, but balked out of fear that it would imply I was hiding a huge ass beneath my head shot. His taste in music was a mix of artists I loved and stuff I’d never heard of, and a lot of hip-hop, which I adore. He was cute and he tanned well. Reply!
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There’s a pivotal moment in an episode of “The Simpsons” that has always stood out in my memory. When Lisa tells Ralph Wiggum she doesn’t want to be his girlfriend, his face scrunches in agony and he clutches his heart as if it’s literally breaking. I remember giggling at the exaggeration and then years later when my own heart got broken, I put my hand to my chest and felt his pain. Keep reading »
A “dating entrepreneur” from Australia has invented something he hopes will make it much easier for singles to approach one another. It’s called a “singles identification badge,” or, um, a button for short. The button costs $22.95, has the url of a dating site printed on it, and gets one access to online forums where people can organize meet-ups with others who share similar interests, kind of like that site called, you know, Meetup, which happens to be free. Evan Diacopolous, the 35-year-old behind the idea explains the button is like a “subtle and unobtrusive” sign that says, “’Hey I’m single, I’m looking for romance, don’t be afraid to come up and talk to me.” I used a similar sign pretty successfully when I was single — it was called “eye contact and a smile.”
Diacopolous hasn’t had many people sign buy the button and the service yet, but he has high hopes in that in “two or three years time, we’ll have a quarter of single people wearing the badge.” Yeah, good luck with that. [News.com.au] Keep reading »
In a recent Savage Love column, Dan Savage made a pretty provocative assertion that “when we marry, we’re signing up to f**k someone at least semiregularly for decades. Not interested in f**king? Don’t marry.” He was responding to a letter from a woman whose husband, despite jerking off to porn three times a week, only had “quasi-forced, strictly missionary” sex with her “at most three times a year.” With an unsatisfied “sex drive of a 16-year-old boy,” she said she was at the point that she was ready to go f**k “a minor-league soccer team.” Savage’s response? She should!
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In my twenties, I dated a guy who was 12 years older than me. In my thirties, I went in the other direction, dating a dude 11 years my junior. (Don’t you dare call me a cougar!) Although both ended rather badly, I feel like that while the gaping age difference didn’t directly cause either relationship’s demise, it certainly didn’t help. Mostly because I wasn’t very graceful about handling it.
So, learn from my mistakes. Whichever way your May/December relationship skews, there are certain pitfalls you should do your best to avoid. Keep reading »
Reader Charlotte West sent us this photo taken in Vilnius, Lithuania. “When couples get married,” she told us, “they attach a lock to the Uzupis Bridge and throw the key into the river below.” We can’t stop awww-ing. Keep reading for a closeup of the padlock.
Have you seen graffiti that’s kind of sweet (even if it is against the law)? Send your pic to firstname.lastname@example.org.
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I’m very much attracted to a guy who happens to have the same birthday as me (9/11/84 @ 6:30 pm, don’t know his time). After two drunken makeout sessions, I’m very confused because he has been running hot and cold with me for the past two months. We’re friends and I can’t figure out if he’s afraid to make a move for the sake of the friendship or if he’s not interested. I can’t help but think that it’s significant that we share the same birthday, but am I reading too much into it? – Confused Keep reading »
As many of you who have been reading The Frisky for awhile know, I was engaged for much of the site’s lifespan. I was with my fiance for four years when he proposed on New Year’s Eve 2007. I wrote about being engaged for The Frisky in a regular column, “So I’m Engaged.” When he suddenly left me last September, I was, frankly, devastated to the point where I could not get out of bed. I missed a week of work and lost about 10 pounds. I felt absolutely mortified by the existence of those “So I’m Engaged” columns and couldn’t stand the thought of anyone reading them. They felt like the words of someone in a one-sided relationship, and their existence hurt me and embarrassed me. So, I took them down. Keep reading »
I am a woman. I have all the biological requirements to have a child. Yet, I do not have the instincts or rational desire to do so. Does that make me less of a woman to not want to have a child either by using my body, my eggs, or my money to adopt? Keep reading »