I’m convinced that 2015 is going to be a year of learning for me. We’re only a few weeks into the new year, and I like to think I’ve already discovered quite a few things about myself, big and small, both in life and in love. But it wasn’t until I got together with my friend Bree for drinks and we got to talking about relationships that I realized that in all of my years of failures and successes, awkward dates and silly mishaps, and love and loss, that I have maintained one constant through it all: I always, ALWAYS choose to love. Keep reading »
As someone who is well versed in making up fake boyfriends, and even better at making them zero percent believable [Hello Jamie from Escondido, who was a bad fake boyfriend given that A) all of my friends had actually met the real Jamie from Escondido, and B) we had met him at CHEERLEADING CAMP], I can attest to the naive foolishness that leads a lady to invent a relationship that does not exist.
It’s a wish fulfillment boyfriend, cobbled together of all the best bits of real life boyfriends, and helps take the sting out of being seemingly forever alone. For others, there are less pathetic reasons: undisclosed changes in sexual preferences to nagging family members, nagging family members in general, creeps who won’t get the hint without a fabricated screenshot from a suave romeo. Whatever your reason is for inventing a fake lover, Invisible Boyfriend (And Girlfriend) is here to make that soul-crushing process a little easier. Keep reading »
The dating app Clover analyzed data from 33,000 of their users to figure out what people in different professions want out of their, well, not exactly “love lives,” in all circumstances, but what they want when they meet new people, especially through the app.
Apparently, doctors and lawyers need friends (m’aww). Actors DEFINITELY just want to hook up; journalists, PR people, and construction workers are big on keeping it casual; police officers, programmers, psychologists, and teachers could go either for a casual thing or a long-term relationship; and if you’re dating a pharmacist, be ready to be in it for the long haul. Keep reading »
If someone suggested that you were holding out for a relationship to save you and magically solve all your problems, you’d adamantly insist they’d gotten you all wrong and briefly consider slapping them in the face, right? Expecting a guy to save you sounds ludicrous on a surface level, and even reminiscent of the dreaded d-word (gasp, desperate) that’s so frequently used to knock women down a peg. The problem with the save-me complex, though, is that it isn’t usually so straightforward. Often, it lives in a more deep-rooted, unnoticeable part of the heart, inflicting men and women alike, silently motivating our choices without us even realizing. If it were an easy thing to detect, we’d nix it from the start, but instead, that sneaky idea has sabotaged almost everyone’s love life at one point or another. Keep reading »
I was having a rough morning when someone very special to me knew just what would cheer me up: penguins. Every year, UK department store John Lewis releases a new Christmas ad meant to tug on the heartstrings just before the holidays. Over the years, the annual ad has become a spectacle of sorts, with the store holding a screening of the commercial for its staff before a debuting the short at a red carpet premiere event at it’s flagship store in London. This year, £1 million went into making the commercial, with £6 million set aside for promotion…and, in my opinion, it was worth every penny. Keep reading »
I live for good advice, and sometimes I spend a little too much energy attempting to absorb others’ hard-learned lessons into my own life. When I graduated from college, my attempts to gather as much advice as I could from everyone who’d already done it left me so overwhelmed with information that I went on an advice detox for a few months. I think I figured that by asking others about their youth I’d be able to magically skip the rough parts of postgrad life (hah), but it ultimately made me crazy. I’d started to overthink my every move and was so afraid of making a mistake that would ruin my shot at a happy life that I was, in fact, ruining my happy life by dwelling on it every second. My little break forced me to notice how often my friends were taking the same route by asking anyone and everyone to weigh in on their choices. It was like an epidemic, and more than any other topic in the world, the uncertain questions frequently led back to our love lives — even when we were happy as could be with them. Keep reading »