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Sweaty Apples, Dance Cards & Dainty Gloves — Dating Rituals From Days Of Yore

Julie GersteinJuly 14, 2011 //
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Dating is a verifiable mess these days, but oh, it was so much weirder and wilder back in ye olde times (not counting that date you went on with the “Welcome Back Kotter” obsessive). We’ve found some of the more random traditions and customs of days gone by for you to stick your smelly apples into (you’ll see what we mean in a minute)…

Are You A Dating Disaster?

LemondropOctober 20, 2010 //

If it’s stupid and embarrassing, I’ve done some version of it on a date … and have had to do some pretty impressive damage control to make up for it.

From cartwheeling over a restaurant chair like I was in the “American Gladiators” atlasphere to accidentally saying unflattering things about Hunt’s ketchup (honestly, how could I have possibly known her father worked at Hunt’s parent company, agribusiness giant ConAgra?), I’m an ace at figuring out how to thoroughly embarrass myself. Read more … Keep reading »

Dating Across America: How 10 Women Met Their Last Boyfriend

The FriskyApril 12, 2009 //

When you’re single, meeting eligible men can be kind of frustrating. Yes, you can go to bars, try online dating, or stalk pet-owners at the dog park, but if you tried your usual tricks and now feel like you’ve depleted your options, have no fear! We asked 10 women in cities across the country how they met their last boyfriend (and what they did on their first date together) to give you a few new ideas. It looks like we’ll be signing up for acting classes, going to a few baseball games, and watching live wrestling events! Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: The Overly Intellectual Guy

Jennifer WrightNovember 17, 2008 //

For the record, when the press refers disparagingly to Manhattan intellectuals, I feel insulted. I’m not a Nascar fan. I don’t really get “The Hills.” I don’t call Barack Obama by his middle name. I like a lot of cultural things. I love contemporary art. I majored in Philosophy. I’m more than happy to eat sweetbreads. However, if there’s a street festival anywhere in the Manhattan area, I will find it, because I know that they will be selling deep fried Oreos. And while I don’t get “The Hills,” I completely and utterly get “The Girls Next Door” and am shocked that Hef and Holly have called it quits. One of my greatest dreams is to see a monster truck rally.
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