How do we feel about this new trend of shaming people by attaching their photos to douchey stuff they say online? I’m not arguing that some of the gents on Nice Guys Of OK Cupid are not pigs. The Tumblr is unmasking all kinds of misogynists and power-hungry freaks. Like, say, the guys who answer… READ MORE »
My roommate and I joke that her cat is kind of our joint boyfriend. Like a human boyfriend, Boo is very affectionate, loves to pick food off our plates, and throws the occasional temper tantrum which can only be quelled with cooing and snuggles.
Hmm. I just re-read that last sentence and it… READ MORE »
I’m not the type of woman to Internet stalk. When I break up with someone, I immediately hide them from my Facebook newsfeed, unfollow them on Instagram and remove them from my Gchat friend list. I feel strongly about this because I know that continuing to follow someone on social media who I have feelings… READ MORE »
Here is a list of subjects in which I would consider myself an expert:
the best places in New York City to eat a pulled pork sandwich
the Starbucks locations with the most imcompetent baristas
the careers of Chris O’Dowd and Dawn Porter
season one of UK “Skins”; all the… READ MORE »
I’ve always been a little afraid of “Millionaire Matchmaker” Patti Stanger — not because I think she’ll yell at me and tell me I am doing everything wrong in my relationships (I am. That’s fair), but I am afraid that if I actually took her advice I could possibly live happily ever after (which my… READ MORE »
Today, December 7th, marks the one-year anniversary of my first date with Melissa.
I wish I could say that I knew from our very first date that this was going to be something special. That the moment I saw her, I was smitten. That our first date was the most amazing date I’d… READ MORE »
I grew up in a conservative Indian family. This meant anything with a Y chromosome was off limits. Don’t look at boys, don’t think about boys, don’t talk to boys, don’t even think about talking to boys. No dating, no making out, and definitely no sex. I was to be a good Indian girl, get… READ MORE »
I once had a first date where the guy told me, in this exact order, that he was “under federal investigation,” “writing a book for young people about how to live their lives,” and that he believed “women should be responsible for changing diapers.” I consider this the very, very worst first date I’ve had… READ MORE »
Two years ago, I was at my local coffee shop when I spotted a certain gentleman, and after a series of boring events he and I wound up having sex. It was mostly uneventful, except for the fact that during the proceedings, I sprained my neck. We’d had sex and gone to bed, and the… READ MORE »
One month ago, I broke my ankle. It was a sort of freak accident – a simple fall on the stairs (being the klutz that I am, that part wasn’t unusual), but one that resulted in a fracture. I was at a bar, and after it happened, I went straight to my boyfriend’s place. He… READ MORE »
Do you know how, on job applications, they always ask if you’ve ever been arrested? And then they invariably follow it up with, “If yes, please explain?”
Do you ever get the feeling that if you write “yes” on the first blank, there is absolutely nothing you can write on the second that… READ MORE »
I like to consider myself a strong and independent woman. I live alone; I take care of myself and never waiver in my beliefs. I’ve managed to convince myself that I’m fearless; I look confrontation in the eye and am without regret in my behavior – even when it isn’t the most flattering or well… READ MORE »
Contrary to what guys might think, there are many women out there who are not opposed to going to strip clubs … under the appropriate circumstances.
That time you got dragged to a strip club by your cokehead, college boyfriend and he made you stuff dollar bills in panties or that time your… READ MORE »
At 26 years old, I felt like a birth control virgin. How had I survived all those years without managing to know anything about the Pill? My reasons for going on Ortho Tri-Cyclen were simple: I was prepping for a move across the country to be with a guy named Isaac who I was in… READ MORE »
I am a person who is very ambitious and aspirational in life. I’ve found that jealousy is the emotion I tend to listen to most, because it is filled with clues. When I feel envious of someone, I ask myself what is it that they have that I want, do I really want it, and… READ MORE »
I was kind of bowled over to hear that not just one but TWO of my close friends had planned first dates during Hurricane Sandy. WHAT? I say this as a person who HATES staying inside my apartment for too long, but seriously, I don’t care how amazing the guy was, I wouldn’t have stepped… READ MORE »
After publishing last week’s Dating Don’ts about how not to get dumped, I was relieved to discover that I’m not the only person out there with PTDD (Post Traumatic Dating Disorder). I’ve been working on putting the kibosh on my irrational self-script and reclaiming some fucking inner peace. So far, it’s been ridiculously difficult. If… READ MORE »
Last night, I did something I thought I’d never do again, especially not on a random Monday evening: I reactivated my online dating profile.
I looked at the description of myself I wrote the last time I was single. I looked at the photos that I had thought best represented myself. I checked… READ MORE »