Recently, I went out dancing with some friends. Looking around at the crowd bouncing and swaying to the beat, I realized that no matter what club you go to, there are certain types of dancers that you’re always going to see. Like the true nerd that I am, I went home and wrote them all down. Check out my list after the jump, feel free to add any other types in the comment section, and most importantly, tell us which category you fit into (I’m a mix of #2, #6, and #7 without the ecstasy)… Keep reading »
Among the plethora of relationship self help books that line an entire shelf of my best friend’s apartment, sits The Manual ($10.04 at Amazon). After scanning the table of contents and sifting through the pages, I came across one piece of advice that I had to take a second look at: Dress to men’s fantasies, and do it subtly. Could this be the reason I was still single? Because I didn’t look like a naughty librarian or a French maid when I went out? I decided to put this hypothesis to the test. I spent five nights in adult dress-up, playing to every guy’s porn-worthy pipe dreams. Keep reading »
Bars exist to create a world of potential. Yet often, they are self-defeating because it’s not all that easy to meet new people in them, especially if you’re hopping with a pack of wingwomen (read: competition, intimidation).
A notion previously reserved for alcoholics, going to a bar alone can be about creating independence as well as a tactic for meeting strangers. Or, okay, maybe you just really want a drink and don’t want to look like a loser doing it. Keep reading »